Page 74 of Dirty Little Mistake

I raised an eyebrow, my voice low. "And how would this work?"

She traced a finger along my collarbone, her touch feather-light. "You let me get off, and then you leave."

I tightened my grip on her thighs, a humorless chuckle escaping my lips. "Sounds like a shitty deal for me."

She shrugged, tugging my hair at the base of my neck with just enough force to sting. "Yeah, well, this isn't about you."

"And if I say no?" The question left my lips in a hoarse whisper, my throat constricting around the words. I swallowed hard, Adam's apple bobbing visibly as I raked my hand down the back of her thigh before gripping behind her knee and tugging until it buckled, guiding her knee to the bed beside me.

Her eyes flashed, a mix of challenge and indifference. "Then you can leave."

I didn't want to leave, but I also didn't want her to move on. I wanted her to crave me so bad that I was the lead character in all her fantasies for the rest of her life.

Her fingers traced a trail around my neck, her voice dropping to a whisper. "So what's it going to be, Trystan? Are you staying... or are you leaving?"

Her eyes met mine, dark and unreadable. The silence stretched between us. My lips parted, but no sound came out, as if the weight of the moment had stolen my voice.

I hated that she thought I used her when she was the only girl I'd ever really wanted. I hated how badly I'd fucked up and that she wasn't going to let me fix it, but what I would hate more is not giving her what she needed right now.

I leaned in, my lips brushing against her stomach. "I'm staying."

She tugged my arms free of her, and when I released her, she shoved my back to the bed.

I let my body go pliant under her touch, yielding to her every move. The shift in power was palpable, electric.

She climbed over me, and the mattress sank in around me. Her eyes gleamed with a mix of triumph and something darker as she positioned herself above me.

My hands found their way to her hips, fingertips tracing the curve of bone beneath soft skin. As she lowered herself, a shudder ran through me, my grip tightening.

I raked my hands down her waist, fiddling with the string to her bikini bottom for a minute before tugging them loose.

Her fingertips traced a lazy path down my chest, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. My body responded, muscles tightening, a jolt of electricity shooting through me, making my cock twitch, and I knew she felt it.

As she hovered over me, I realized how much the balance of power had shifted between us. For years, I held all the cards. Now, I was at her mercy.

My hands curled around her hips, my voice rough with desire. "You want to ride my cock, baby?"

She dropped her chest, her lips ghosting over mine. "No. I want to ride your face."Holy fuck.My heart rate spiked, my pulse pounding so hard I could feel it in my temples. My breathing quickened, coming in short, shallow gasps as anticipation coiled tight in my core. "Until you can't breathe." She slowly slid up my body, leaving behind the bottoms of her bikini.

Her eyes locked on mine as she climbed over my face and lowered herself until her lips met mine. For a long minute, she looked shy and innocent, like she wasn't sure what she was doing, but with one roll of her hips over my tongue, that look disappeared.

Her lips parted as her fingers slid into my hair, and the other hand curled around the bedframe above my head as her pussy slid over my face.

She gasped when my hot tongue hit her clit. Her pace increased like a woman on a mission. She was desperate for that orgasm, the orgasm I owed her.

"Oh fuck," she moaned as she worked herself harder and faster over me, covering me in her arousal. She was already so close.

Her fingers tightened in my hair, holding me just where she wanted me as I hooked my arms around her thighs.

Fuck, my cock was painfully hard and screaming against my shorts for a chance to join in the fun.

She shifted, grinding her pussy against my mouth as her legs began to tremble. "Come for me, baby. Say my name," I hummed against her pussy. "Tell me who's making this sweet little pussy come."

"Oh god," she cried out.

"Wrong name."

Her abs tightened, and her body shook with violent convulsions. "Trystan!"

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