Page 66 of Counter Bet

She rocks against my fingers. “Yes, Em! God, yes! I promise.”

“I didn’t hear you.” I pinch her clit between my fingers.

She cries out. “I’ll be good! Fuck, Em. Please…” She grips the couch for dear life, fighting the urge to reach for me and take control.

I hush her, smoothing my palm over her back. “Touch me, and I stop.”

She whimpers like she’s in pain.

I drop to my knees behind her, massaging her round ass cheeks, pulling them apart. Her swollen, wet pussy begs to be licked and sucked on, so I wet my lips and lean in, circling her tight entrance with my tongue.

I slap her ass cheeks.

She rocks forward, gasping in surprise.

“I’ve wanted to taste you for so long,” I whisper, grabbing her creamy globes again, squeezing the flesh.

Dallas bites down on the couch to stifle her cries of pleasure.

I sink my tongue deep inside of her throbbing pussy until my nose butts up against her.

“Oh fuck”” she moans as I begin taking her with my tongue. “Oh, god!

Fuck, indeed!I slap her ass cheeks again and grab the flesh, digging my nails in. She won’t be able to sit comfortably tomorrow.

Her juices are smeared over my nose and cheeks, and the strands of my long hair are damp, sticking to my skin.

I work three fingers inside of her. She’s tight, but I don’t allow her time to adjust as I set a punishing pace, fucking her into the couch. I know the intrusion stings, but she takes my fingers like a good girl.

She bites down on the couch and rocks back against me, whimpering.

I shift my position behind her, add a fourth finger and fuck her until she’s half lying, half sitting on my face. The floor is hard and uncomfortable, but I’m too lost in her to notice.

I bite along the inside of her thigh, then dive back in between her pussy lips, flicking her clit with my tongue, faster and harder until she’s clawing at the couch.

She falls apart with a wordless cry, writhing and tightening every muscle in her body. I hold her to me, keeping up the relentless sweeps of my tongue until she’s fighting to get away from my touch.

“That was fun!” I sit back up and put my dress back on. It’s only when I’m fully clothed that I notice the silence in the room. “What?” I ask, wiping my wet mouth.

“Holy shit!” Josh breathes, staring at me like he’s never seen me before.

I grin. “Truth or dare, Steph?” She’s the one who initiated this game. Let’s see what she’s made of.

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