“You dared me,” I said, voice trembling but resolute.
He tilted his head, studying me with a caution I hadn’t seen before, like he was bracing for impact.
I dropped to my knees in front of him, my hand resting on his thick thigh, feeling the muscle twitch beneath my palm. My core throbbed, molten and insistent.
“Are you sure this is okay?”
His voice was hoarse, tight with something close to agony.
The only answer that made sense spilled from my lips.
“Fuck yes.”
I tugged down his sweatpants, breath hitching when his cock sprang free.
Oh. My. God.
He was massive—thick and heavy and flushed with blood. I doubted I could take all of him, but I would damn sure try. I caught the inked words right under his v-taper that read,it won’t suck itself.
How fitting. It certainly won’t.
Nick opened his mouth, maybe to tell me it was okay to stop, but before he could say another word, I wrapped my mouth around the tip of him.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned, the sound wrecking what little composure I had left.
I licked and stroked him, slickening him up with my tongue, determined and reckless all at once. I tried to take him deeper, gagging slightly when his tip nudged the back of my throat.
“That’s it, princess. Take this cock like a good girl,” he rasped, his voice vibrating through my whole body.
I fistted the base of him, using my hand and mouth together, working him faster. Harder.
“Yeah, like that,” he breathed, fingers threading through my hair and guiding me down with more force. Tears pricked my eyes, but I didn’t stop. I wanted to own this moment. To own him.
“Ah, fuck… yeah,” he hissed through gritted teeth.
I slowed down, teasing, feeling the power shift under my touch.
“My cock looks good in that pretty mouth of yours,” he said, voice ragged with need.
I looked up, locking eyes with him, and it nearly undid me—seeing him undone, seeing him need.
Briefly, I pulled him out of my mouth, letting my lips drag along his tip. “Cum in my mouth,” I whispered, voice wrecked and shaking with hunger.
The tension snapped like a live wire—and I knew neither of us would survive this night the same again.
24
NICK
Her words alone are going to make me cum right now. I never knew her potty mouth would be my biggest fucking turn-on. Her warm silky mouth is back on my cock and I try not to think about how good it feels. I lean my head back and close my eyes because if I continue to look at her with my cock in her perfect mouth, then I’ll explode.
Think about the grilled cheese sandwich. Think about the restaurant.
I’ve been with pretty women before, but no one has even come close to Melanie. She was the whole damn package, as much as I can’t stand her prissy ass, I had to admit she was a bombshell. Perky tits, long sculpted legs, small waist, bubble-butt ass. But those blue eyes are what would be the death of me, and her think luscious hair is one of my favorites, I loved pretty hair on women, it’s why I only fucked chics from behind because it was the least intimate position since I didn’t have to worry about kissing them or making eye contact while I fucked them until they saw stars. It was an added bonus; I didn’t have to worry about how pretty they were in the face, and as long as they had good hair, I could get off.
Melanie moaned, snapping me out of my spiral. She was sucking my dick like it was the best thing she ever tasted, and Irelished in it. Mel was down on her knees, taking my monster cock like a champ and I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“I’m going to c-” I couldn’t even finish my sentence before I was blowing my load all in her mouth, and she took it without even missing a beat. When I looked down, she’s whipping some cum that spilled onto the side of her mouth with her finger and licking it off with a huge smile on her face, like she had conquered the big bad wolf in the best way possible. She gets up, sits back down, and takes a sip of her water before saying, “Truth or dare.”
