Page 53 of Off Limits

“Ready?” I whispered.

He nodded.

Ignoring the camera, I hooked my fingers over the waistband of his jock and slowly tugged it down, keeping eye contact with him as his cock sprang free.

He dragged his teeth over his bottom lip as I tucked the material under his balls. I lowered my gaze to his hard dick, and my mouth watered when I saw a bead of precum form on his tip.

Gripping his base, I pressed my tongue against his slit. His taste exploded in my senses, dark and heady with a hint of something wild.

Dex’s breathing picked up, and I lifted my gaze to his as I dragged my tongue stud over his cockhead in a teasing circle.

His eyes were so bright they looked emerald green, the brown nearly invisible except for a few spots like flaws in a gemstone. His long curls fell around his face, framing his sharp jawline and rugged features. I was a huge fan of his signature backward ball cap, but seeing him all disheveled like this made everything feel more intimate, even with the camera pointing at me.

Keeping my gaze locked on his, I lapped at his cockhead, teasing him with my tongue and my piercing.

He carded his fingers in my hair, not trying to move me or force me to take more of him, and the illusion of control only served to rachet up my desire.

If someone had asked me a few weeks ago if I’d like having my hair held or even pulled during sex, my answer would have been a resounding no. But for some reason, I loved when Dex did it.

Wanting more, I closed my lips around his cockhead and slowly sucked him into my mouth, making sure to rub my piercing against his shaft. He tightened his hand in my hair and gave the strands a gentle tug, urging me to move faster.

I groaned around his length and sucked him all the way down, stopping when he was pressing down my throat. I held him there and swallowed around him, never taking my eyes off his.

I didn’t understand why I loved going down on him so much. The few times I’d done this for someone, I wanted it over as quickly as possible. And I purposely avoided looking at them. With Dex, I wanted him to enjoy every second of it, and I wanted to see his pleasure. But more than that, I wanted him to remember it, to brand myself on him so he thought about me every time someone else put their mouth on him.

Heat and desire flared in his eyes as I slowly pulled off him, dragging my tongue stud up his length. His stare was so intense my own dick throbbed in my jockstrap.

The soft sounds of tips coming in punctuated the air, but I ignored them. We might be on cam and doing this for money, but in that moment, I didn’t give a flying fuck about our audience or their tips. All I could see, all I could think about, was him.

He slipped his hand to the back of my neck and gently scratched his nails through my hair. I swallowed him back down, moving over him in a fast clip as I sucked as hard as I dared and used my piercing to tease his shaft.

He spread his legs a bit wider and rocked his hips, gently thrusting into my mouth as I worked him over. I responded by gripping his balls with one hand and rolling them in my palm.

His breathing picked up, growing harsher and louder until he closed his eyes and let his head fall back, a look of pure ecstasy on his handsome face.

Closing my eyes, I gave myself over to my desire and worked him over the best I could, letting him thrust into my mouth and guide me with his hand so I was giving him the most pleasure possible.

“Too much,” he grunted, tugging me off him.

Reluctantly, I let him fall from my mouth with a lewdpopand waited to see what he would do next.

He let go of my hair and pressed his thumb against the corner of my mouth, his eyes blazing with an intoxicating mix of lust and something akin to confusion.

He dragged his digit over my bottom lip, then brushed it against my tongue as he reached the other side of my mouth.

The insanely loud chime telling us a huge tip had come in broke through whatever spell had been cast over us. Dex shifted his gaze to the laptop.

“Thanks, Stripes,” he said, his voice huskier than usual. Discreetly, he cleared his throat. “Yeah, Alex is fucking good at that. I was about two seconds from coming down his throat.”

Pride mixed with my desire, and I grinned like an idiot as Dex put the camera back on the table next to his computer.

“And thanks to everyone who tipped,” he continued. “Who’s ready to watch me blow my stepbrother?”

I didn’t need to look at the chat to know his audience was in favor of that.

“Ready?” he asked me.

Nodding, I stood on trembling legs and switched places with him.

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