Page 65 of Counter Bet

Jesus…

The boys groan.

I grip her tightly by the hips, run my tongue over her perfect tits and suck on her peaked nipple through the fabric before teasing it with my teeth.

Her smooth skin erupts in goosebumps. The room is deadly silent except for her needy whimpers.

She pushes off the couch, circling a finger in the air. “Turn around. Hands in front of you at all times.”

I turn and place my hands on the back of the couch as instructed. I feel her move behind me. My clit pulsates with its own heartbeat, and my nipples ache as I arch my back and press my tits against the rough fabric on the couch.

A sharp sting makes me hiss.She bit my ass!

She hushes me and begins massaging the tender bitemark, soothing it with firm squeezes.

I moan in stunned surprise.

She trails her fingers down the creamy globe until she’s dangerously close to my soaking center.

I need to feel her, so I push back against her hand, pleading without words.

“So eager,” she mocks, squeezing my ass cheek one more time before smacking it.

I cry out at the delicious sting. She smacks me twice more with such force that I rock against the seat.

Matt groans and tells the others how hot it is, but I’m too lost to care that we have an audience.

I shiver in anticipation when Emily shifts behind me. My body is alive in a way it’s never been before.

She pulls me back by my hips and runs her palm over my arched back, then fists my hair in a ponytail and wraps the length around her wrist. She tugs sharply, forcing my head back.

Jesus Christ!I’m shaking.

She drags her nails up the back of my thigh before skimming my pussy lips.

“Please, touch me!” I beg, rocking back against her hand in need.

She kisses a path along my spine and over my shoulder, biting down on the sensitive skin.

I’m beyond caring at this point. I’ll beg her all night if I have to.

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Emily.

“Please touch me,” she begs again.

I smile, soothing the bite with my tongue. I’ve never touched a woman before, but wow, it’s such a rush. She’s so responsive.

I felt intimidated when Steph challenged me to play, and I wasn’t sure if they were all mocking me or not, but then Josh played along. I think, if anything, I surprised them tonight.

I bury my nose in her neck, inhaling her sweet scent. She’s making these pleading sounds in her throat… I’m throbbing with need—drunk on the power I have over her right now.

Her body jerks as I trail a finger over her slit and smear her wetness around. I stroke her clit in firm circles.

I love my name on her lips. This new side of me terrifies and excites me in equal measure. I want to make her fall apart with my touch, but I also yearn to hurt her. Mark her perfect skin. Bite it until blood rushes to the surface and spoils her perfection while she moans my name in pleasure.

I brush my nose along her neck and breathe her in once more. “Are you going to be a good girl for me, Dallas?”

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