Page 146 of Counter Bet

“Good girl!” I grin, rewarding her with a long stroke of my tongue.

She arches her back on a moan.

I take my time with her, lapping at her throbbing clit until she’s right at the edge.

She spreads her legs wider and lifts her head. She’s watching me lick her pussy now, her breaths coming thick and fast.

I work my fingers inside her tight heat and suck her clit into my mouth, teasing the pulsating nub with my teeth.

“Aaah! Emily! Oh, god!” she mewls, falling back on the bed, fisting the sheet by her sides.

I look up from between her parted thighs and take in the view of her heaving breasts. She’s biting her bottom lip and squirming on the bed. I pick up speed, flicking my tongue faster and harder as I insert another finger.

Her hand lands in my hair, tangling with the blonde strands.

I bite the soft flesh of her thigh and lean back to admire my teeth marks on her skin before diving back in, latching on to her pulsating clit. She cries out in pleasure, tightening her grip on my hair.

My face is smeared with her slick arousal. “Are you watching, Dallas?” I grin, then make a show of licking her in long, languid strokes before wrapping my lips around her hard little nub.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she cries, trapping her lip between her teeth and rocking against me.

I reach up and force my wet fingers past her plump lips, and she moans as she sucks them clean. I love how fucking filthy it is.

“Please. I need to come,” she begs, throwing her head back on the pillow and bucking her hips.

“Well, when you ask so nicely.” I suck her clit into my mouth hard enough to make her hiss and flick my tongue over it, faster and harder, until she tightens around my fingers, squeezing them in a vice.

My name falls from her lips when she comes around my fingers, and I know I’ll do anything for it to be the only name she ever moans out loud like that again.

I place one last kiss on her clit and crawl up her body, admiring her flushed cheeks and heaving breaths as she comes down from her high.

She wraps me up in her arms and nuzzles my neck. “We’ll get Ben back. I promise.”

My eyes fall closed.

I hope she’s right.

* * *

Jane plays her part by placing the photograph that says“I will never hurt you again”on the desk for Ben to find. It’s the one that Dallas took at the beach on the day we joked about dog names. I’m sitting between Ben’s spreads legs, leaning back on his chest while he looks out over the water with a content smile on his face.

“Would you stop wiggling your toes!” Dallas laughs, placing her phone back down. She scoops up more sand in her attempt to wrangle my rebellious toe into submission.

I grin, straining my head back to look at Ben. He’s peering out over the water. “Deep in thought there, big boy?”

He tears his gaze away and looks down at me with an affectionate smile on his lips. He lifts my damp bra from my skin, peering at my nipple beneath the fabric.

I swat his hand away, laughing. “This is a public beach. There are children here.”

Ben sweeps his gaze over the beach. “Where are these children you speak of?”

Dallas shakes her head, amused by our banter.

“Beside the point,” I say. “There could be children here.”

“But there aren’t,” he says, wiggling his eyebrows and attempting another peek, but I swat him away like an annoying gnat.

Dallas laughs, giving up on my wiggling toe. “You’re as bad as each other.”

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