Page 63 of Love Me, I Dare You

“Jesus, fuck woman. You’re going to make me come so fast if you keep looking at me like that.” Plump lips currently wrapped around my shaft turn up slightly as she gives me the most sinister smile.

My fingers tangle in her golden hair when I pull it back, needing to see her tits while I fuck her mouth. They’re swelling, hard pink peaks achingly hard as her hips move, begging forsome friction. My jaw tightens and I throw my head back, letting out a sharp groan so fucking aroused by the way my cock feels as it hits the back of her throat.

Bailey’s hand fists my cock, stroking me as she sucks. I’m damn near ready to blow my load, my abdomen painfully contracting when she quickens her pace. We’re both breathing heavily, sweat dripping from my face down my chest, and tears pooling in her eyes as she takes me deeper.

Seeing her like this, dark makeup smeared over her eyes, hair a fucking beautiful, tangled mess, as my cock fills her pretty little mouth—I could confuse this right here for love because fuck, I love the way Bailey King sucks my cock.

“I’m so close, baby. I need to come inside your hot, wet mouth.”

“Nash, please,” she begs.

My smile deepens, pleasure building inside me ready to explode. “You want me to show mercy to you, Angel? I’m going to need you to beg for it.”

“Please, Nash. Fuck my mouth. I want you to come inside of me. I want to see the crazed look in your eyes as you watch me swallow every last drop of hot cum. I want to feel it sliding down my throat.”

I’m fucking done for. This right here, her dirty talk, her need for me—I won’t be able to survive it. “Yes, mam.” with another teasing smirk, she reaches to cup my balls, her mouth never once stopping as she sucks me back, nearly gagging from how fucking big I am inside her. “Just like that, baby.”

Bailey’s so fucking eager. I never imagined a blow job could feel this good, but she’s ruined me for anyone else. No other mouth would feel this warm. No other lips would feel like they belong wrapped around my cock. This right here feels like home and it scares the shit out of me to even imagine staying in this exact spot for good.

“Are you going to let me come in your sweet little mouth, Angel?” She nods, eager as ever, a bright twinkle in her eye as she stares up at me in awe. “Promise me, B. Promise I can fuck your pretty mouth until I have my fill. But I’ll warn you, don’t you dare fall in love.”

For a moment, I nearly regret what I’ve said, because there’s a small, almost unnoticeable change in her demeanor. Her eyes close, and I think I’ve ruined the moment but when they open, dark long lashes fluttering as she stares up at me, there’s a burning desire that lights my entire body ablaze.

I tighten my hold on her hair and fuck her face, finding the perfect rhythm. Her fingernails dig into my legs as she takes me all in like a good little girl. I watch as she sucks until I can no longer see straight, my orgasm screaming for me to release it.

I want to so fucking badly, but I also never want to leave my place in her mouth, fearing she’ll regret it the moment I do. My thrusts are frantic as my hips jerk forward.

“Bailey, fuck,” is the last thing I hear before everything in me becomes hers. My chest heaves as I fold over, my cum shooting into her sweet mouth and as promised, she swallows every last drop. My body convulsing, every muscle in me contracting, as my entire being, including my soul, leaves me.

Bailey releases me with a loud pop and does the sexiest thing I think I’ve ever witnessed. With cum dripping from her lips and down her chin, she slides her tongue out to catch it, licking her mouth clean. Lowering down, so my face is at level with hers, I wipe a stray tear that falls upon her cheek.

There’s an intimate moment between us as we gaze into each other’s eyes. The rest of the world drowned out, and she is all I see.

Though, it doesn’t last long. In the next minute, she’s sitting back with her ass on her feet, refusing to look me in the eye.

What the fuck? Where did this go wrong?

“This can’t happen again.”

I laugh, full-blown, hysterical laughter at how fucking hot and cold she is. Her back and forth is going to give me whiplash if she keeps this shit up. “Baby, I think you said that last time.”

Her brows furrow as she pouts. “This time I mean it.”

Her frustration grows with each burst of laughter from me, and I can’t help but find her reaction amusing. “We’ll see,” I say, stepping out of my shoes and jeans.

I’m standing completely naked in front of her and the way her eyes drink me in, there’s no way she means a word of what she’s said.

“What? Are you challenging me to keep my hands and mouth to myself?” There's a fight in her eyes, a curious blaze that wants me to challenge her.

I nod, daring her to take the bait. “I think you’ll break before I do.”

Straightening to her feet, she pushes into me, her tits still out and I want nothing more than to take them in my mouth and show her exactly how much I want to repay her for what she did, but she pulls away when I try.

“Oh, no you don’t. There’s no more touching for you. You got what you wanted now we’re even.”

“We are nowhere near even, B. I’m just getting started.”

She extends her hand out to me, and I take it, if only to touch a small part of her. “You are so on, buddy. May the best woman win.”

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