Page 82 of The Step Dare

Taylor brushes his lips against mine so fucking sweetly. It’s wild to me that he can be so fucking hot, so sexy, but it’s also entwined with a sweetness I’ve never wanted from anyone else before.

“I want everything,” I say.

“Me too,” he replies, the fire in his eyes telling me he knows exactly what I’m saying. It’s not the first time we’ve flip-fucked, but I always love it when we do, when we both get a shot at each other’s asses, while also losing ourselves in being fucked. “I’m gonna take you first. Gonna fuck you so good, and then I want to come with this cock deep inside me.” He wraps his hand around my straining erection, stroking it through my cotton underwear.

“I think that can be arranged.” I smile against his lips, then chuckle when Taylor rips my briefs off like he’s dying to feel me beneath him. Reaching back, I grab the lube from the nightstand and toss it to the mattress beside us.

He’s on his hands and knees, looming over me, his face a mixture of concentration and hunger. “It’s so hot seeing my boyfriend naked beneath me.”

“Your boyfriend that’s waiting for you to claim his ass.”

“My boyfriend who has never been very good at being patient.” Taylor leans down and flicks his tongue over one of my nipples. I arch my body toward him, while he bites and sucks at my pec, one of his hands traveling south and finding a home around my cock. He strokes, my precum making the slide easier.

I wrap my arm around him, tug him closer, hand tangled in his hair. We’ve done a lot of fucking over the last few months, but this already feels different. There’s an added intensity to being with your boyfriend that’s a high I never expected.

“Fuck yes, Tay. Tug on it with your teeth a little,” I tell him when he switches from one pec to the other.

He does as I say, making fireworks go off in my bloodstream while I wrap a hand around his swollen shaft and stroke him too.

“You’re hungry for my cock.”

“I mean, I’m not going to complain,” I joke, and he gives me a smile that I feel in my chest.

Taylor grabs the lube, pumping some into his hand before he falls to the bed beside me, pulls me so I turn to face him and hitches my leg over his thigh. Our mouths pull together with a force too strong to deny, while his hand sneaks around my body, fingers slipping into my crease before he’s pushing the tip of one inside me.

A whole-body shudder rocks through me at the simple feel of being penetrated by a single digit. I bite at his lip, starving for him. Taylor hisses in reply, but all it does is make him kiss me harder, work a second finger inside me.

My cock aches, everything on me throbbing. I pinch at his nipples, let one of my hands slide down his back and cup his ass,finger dancing up and down his crease and wishing like hell I had self-lubing fingers.

I laugh into the kiss, which makes Taylor pull back slightly. “Something funny?”

“Just wishing I could squirt lube into your ass with my fingertips.”

“Or you could always grab the bottle of lube.”

“Then I’d have to let go of your ass.”

He shakes his head. “You’re an idiot.”

“A sexy idiot you’re about to fuck.”

Taylor growls in response, and I have to say, as much as I love all Taylors, this sex god Taylor is one of my favorites.

He rolls me onto my back, fingers still inside me, then kisses his way down my chest. Just as his mouth wraps around my cock, sucking me deep, he pushes three fingers into me. I thrust forward, fucking into his mouth and making him gag.

“Shit. Sorry. Felt good,” I say breathlessly, but Taylor responds by taking me deep again, swallowing around my dick while he fucks me with his fingers and nearly makes my whole world come apart.

“Damn it. I’m gonna come. If you don’t stop, I’m gonna fucking shoot.”

That’s all the encouragement he needs. Taylor pulls back, immediately making me feel empty without him. He pumps lube into his hand, slicking up his cock. “No coming. You can’t come until you’re inside me, Bren. You have to be good while I fuck you, and then we’ll come together when you’re inside me.”

My dick twitches in response, and I really hope my stamina doesn’t fail me.

“Get on your back. I want to ride you,” I tell him.

Taylor lies on his back, and I straddle him, holding the base of his cock and slowly lowering myself on top of him. He’s sofucking big, and this angle always takes me a minute to adjust to the pressure and the fullness of Taylor’s dick stretching me out.

“That’s it. Take me. Take your boyfriend inside you.”

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