Page 48 of Counter Bet

He fists his hand in my blonde hair, searching my eyes for any signs of uncertainty.

He won’t find any.

His eyes fall to my lips and linger. “Take me out, baby.”

I shiver. My clit throbs painfully. I make quick work of his leather belt and zipper, freeing his hard length. It’s silky and heavy in my hand.

I don’t recognize this side of myself that’s so eager to please.

I stroke him once, then twice. He groans deep in his chest, tightening his grip on my hair. I want him to make that sound again, so I stroke him a third time.

He wets his lips. “Suck me, baby.”

I hold his gaze as I lean down and brush my lips over his bulbous head.

I want to taste him so bad!

His big cock is throbbing in my hand, and Ben’s thumb is brushing over my bottom lip.

“I can’t wait to see these sexy lips wrapped around my dick.” He dips his thumb in my mouth, and I give him a preview as I suck his thumb, batting my eyelashes. He groans, pushing down on my lip. I stick my tongue out and flatten it, looking up at Ben with my best doe-eyes.

He fists his thick shaft with his tattoed hand and rubs the head over my tongue. “Fuck baby, keep looking at me like that!”

My core clenches.

He repeatedly slaps his dick on my tongue before guiding me down on his cock with a firm hand in my hair. He shows me exactly what he wants and how he wants it.

He makes a choked sound when I take him deep, and my lips stretch thin around his thick length.

“Shit,” he groans, brushing my hair away from my face so he can watch.

I fist his shaft and suck hard, moaning around his length, hollowing my cheeks. I bob on his cock and pause every so often to slap it on my tongue because I love the reaction I get from him when I do.

My panties are soaked, so I reach down and rub my throbbing clit to ease the ache.

“You’re so fucking hot!” he groans, brushing his thumb over my stretched thin lips. “I’ve fantasized about this so many fucking times.”

I release him with a pop and look up at him through my long lashes. “Don’t hold back on me, Ben. I want it all.” I dive back down before he has a chance to reply, sucking greedily, moaning around his length every time he hits the back of my throat.

I don’t recognize this side of myself, but I like it a fucking lot.

“Fuck, baby!” His hands are in my hair now, and he fists the blonde strands with both hands and takes control, thrusting into my mouth. “That’s it!”

I gag. Drool slips past my stretched lips. I’m close to coming already—I’m that turned on. This is how roughly Rick handled Dallas, and I wished then that Rick would touch me like that.

I moan even as tears stream down my cheeks, and I’m left with no choice but to swallow around his thick head. I feel him down my throat. I pick up speed with my fingers, rubbing myself so fiercely it tethers on pain.

Fuck, I am so close.So fucking close!

Ben lets go of my hair and smacks my hand away. “I’m getting you off!” And then his hand is back in my hair, forcing me down on his cock again. “Fuck, yes, baby! Suck me just like that. Good girl!”

Turns out I quite like being called a good girl with my mouth full of cock.

I suck him harder and faster until he comes down my throat. My scalp screams in pain from his tight grip on my hair.

I greedily swallow down his salty cum as he groans deep in his chest.

As he catches his breath, he watches me lick his shaft in long strokes and suck on the head like it’s my favorite lollypop.

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