Page 62 of Love Me, I Dare You

She scoffs. “You already did, ten years ago, remember?”

My fierce little fighter just won’t let it go. I need to remind her I’m no longer the same stupid boy who hurt her. I’m a grown man, ready to show her the many filthy ways I can make it up to her.

“What if I want to do it again?”

Beautiful blue eyes find mine, a glimmer of mischief brimming to the surface. She wants it too, wants me to use her for my pleasure, to give it to her in return the way no one else has before. Her tongue snakes out to lick her bottom lip before she takes it in between her teeth.

“Then do it. I owe you for making me come twice in the shower, but mark my words, Nash. It won’t mean a damn thing.”

“We’ll see.” I let out a deep growl as I slide in closer to her. Cupping the back of her head with my right hand, I pull her in, inhaling the sweet scent of liquor on her lips. I swipe my tongue to taste it on her and the soft little moan she lets out makes my cock swell and throb in my pants. Her knees are pressed againsther chest, her feet flat on my thighs, but her eyes, her eyes are on me.

They’re low and hazy, brimming with curiosity and desire as she watches me, waiting for me to kiss her. But first I need to make sure she’s sure about what I’m about to do to her. I saw her drinking, but I know she’s not drunk. She wants this, whatever the fuck it is, and I want it more than anything.

“Then get on your knees, Angel. You feel the need to repay me for making you come with my fingers, with my tongue.”

“Yes,” she says, breathless and wanting.

My desire for her burns so fiercely in my chest, I clench my jaw tight to restrain myself from taking her right here on her couch. “Then do it. Drop to your fucking knees, Angel.”

My pretty girl doesn’t hesitate nor wastes time before she’s down on the ground, before me. I suck in a breath, unable to fathom the incredible sight of her on her knees at my mercy.

Reaching for her, I run my fingers through her hair, the silky strands of gold soft against my calloused palms. Running my thumb over her bottom lip as my hand grips her chin, I force her to look up at me and she leans into my palm.

“Make me come with your mouth, baby. Let me fuck these thick, plump lips and come down your pretty little throat.”

“Nash,” she cries out, and it’s fucking music to my ears.

Bailey’s so fucking turned on it only drives the need in me further to the edge. I’m about to come in my fucking jeans at just the sight of her on her knees.

What the fuck am I going to do when she actually touches me?

I stand, and my pretty girl licks her lips as she reaches for the button of my jeans. “Take your shirt off, Nash. I want to see you, all of you.” Shaky fingers fumble with the button as I do as I’m told, and reach behind my neck, grabbing my shirt by the collarand tugging it off. Tossing it on the ground, I reach out for her again, bending forward so my face is leveled with her.

“Then I need you to do the same, baby. I want to see your perfect tits as I fuck your mouth. I want to come on them after I come in your mouth.” Bailey lets go of me just enough to slip her shirt over her head, leaving her in nothing but a lacy pink bra. “Fuck, B. I want you so fucking bad, baby.”

The soft blush that creeps up her neck and kisses her cheeks is so fucking adorable. Here she is, this fierce and bold woman, on her knees, about to take my cock like a champ, yet she blushes at a simple compliment telling her how much I want her.

“You sure you want this, Angel?” I ask, my fingers digging into her chin and forcing her to look at me. Her eyes grow wide with arousal, her mouth fucking salivating as she takes in my bare torso and the ink I know she fucking loves to look at.

“I want it, Nash,” she answers, eagerly tugging at my waist until she pops the button open and slides the zipper down.

“Good, because I’ve been dreaming about it for ten fucking years. What it would feel like to have this pretty little mouth on my cock—to watch these perfect lips wrap around my length as you suck me deep into your throat.” There’s no playfulness in my tone, nothing but a bold and intense need for her mouth.

I slip her bra straps down her shoulders, releasing those gorgeous breasts I love, before straightening back up. Running a thumb over her bottom lip, I whisper.

“Look how beautiful you look, Angel. On your knees for me, lips parted and so ready for my cock to slide in.” I shove two fingers into her parted mouth. “Suck.”

My baby does as she’s told, her blonde hair cascading over her bare tits in the most perfect way. My erection grows as she tugs my jeans down to my ankles, taking my boxers down with them.

She gasps as my cock springs out, damn near touching my belly button from how hard I am. “Oh, God. How's that going to fit in my mouth? How’s it going to fit in my…” She stops realizing what she’s said and her face goes bright red now that she’s been caught. So her mouth isn’t the only place my girl is fantasizing about having my dick.

“One thing at a time, B. We’ll worry about the rest later, but right now,” I say, running my fingers through her hair and leading her toward my throbbing cock. Precum coats the head, and before I can give any orders, Bailey takes things into her own hands. Literally. Her hand comes around the shaft, fingers barely touching as she wraps them around, eagerly leaning forward to lick the tip. “Fuuck,” I growl, the sound coming from deep within me as her warm tongue continues to lick a path from root to tip, spending a little longer circling the tip.

“Mmm,” she hums, working her hand at a steady pace, a desperate need brewing inside as she stares up at me. She wants to be praised, to be told she’s doing a damn good job with her hands and mouth.

“Just like that, Angel.” The endearment pushes her further, eager to please me, as her full lips wrap around the head, taking me in.

“Nash, fuck, you’re so big. You taste so good.” She releases me just enough to get a few words out before her mouth is back on me, her palm flat against my thighs as she takes me all the way back, her head bobbing back and forth at a steady pace.

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