“How they want the orgasms.” Fuck it. I reached toward her leg and ran a finger up her thigh. Sure, there were black leggings in the way, but she shivered. “Let’s say you win. You could request my mouth, my fingers, or my cock. You’d get to pick.”
“And if you won, you could pick my tits, my mouth, or my pussy?” she asked, her normal sass returning. “Mm, this sounds like a good deal, but I have an alternative.”
“The floor is yours, Jordan.”
She made a face. “So, the problem is, since I won, I can dare you to go down on me until I come on your face. I’d be guaranteedone orgasm, where if we played against for two, I could lose. I’m not sure it’s worth the risk.”
Fuck, she was hot when she outsmarted me. I grinned. “I know a solution then.”
“I’m open to problem-solving.” Her voice went deep again. Her husky voice was unreal. One of wet dreams. If she ever started a podcast or an OnlyFans, she’d make millions with her voice alone. “What’s your solution, Charming?”
“Take this.” I poured us another shot, and she did it without breaking eye contact. “I’ll give you one now, your choice. It’s only fair, yeah?”
“Fuck, Preston.” She closed her eyes and took a few breaths, only then looking at me.Want.That was what her eyes said.She wants me.“That was sexy.”
I smiled. I’d dreamed of her saying that to me, thinking of me that way. Even if it was temporary and for one night, I’d dream about the look on her face and how she said my name. “You didn’t answer though. Is that fair?”
“Super. Super fair.” She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth, her eyes turning molten. She adjusted her legs, and I liked to think she was so wet she had to reposition her limbs.
My fingers trembled. “And what is your choice of orgasm?”
“I-I can say anything I want?”
“Literally anything.” I tensed, waiting for the shot. It felt like I was on top of thin ice, ready to fall through it.
“Okay so I want to reverse Uno this dare and ask you how you want to do it.” She cleared her throat and ran her fingers over her hair. “How do you want to owe me one orgasm?”
“I like this reverse Uno, Jordan.” I grabbed her ankle and tugged so her legs spread open. I pulled her leggings until they were off and tossed them to the side. “My choice is my mouth.”
“Fuck.” She closed her eyes, her pulse fucking racing at her neck. “I’m so turned on right now. I’ve never really come fromoral before. It feels good, but I should warn you I’ve faked it more than not with others.”
“I’m not others.” I pulled her legs so her ass fell onto the small table, right on top of our cards. She gasped and clutched at the jersey, yet nothing but lust radiated from her. “Youneverfake it with me. I don’t care if it takes an hour, you’re coming on my tongue. That’s your prize.”
“Preston Charming. Where has this mouth been all these years?”
“Waiting for you to be ready for it.” I got onto my knees and ran my hands up her thighs, teasing the edge of her panties. I breathed in her scent, her wetness evident on her pink panties. “I got a small taste of you last night, and now I want more. I want your scent all over my face.”
“Yes, I want that too. Touch me. Lick me.”
“Oh, I will.” I moved the fabric of her panties to the side and stared at her wet, bare pussy. “So perfect and pretty for me.” I licked her then and there, not bothering to take her panties off before sliding my tongue over her bundle of nerves. Her clit swelled, and I sucked the bead into my mouth, flicking it over and over as she squirmed.
“Preston, oh my god, Preston.”
“Mm,” I hummed against her. “I’m gonna change paces, baby. Say my name louder when you like it.”
I went slow, making small circles over her clit as she moaned. I went a little faster, and she got louder, grabbing my hair in her hands. “Yes, Preston, that. Fuck!”
“Such a good girl, following my directions.” I kissed her mound, letting the fabric go back in place. I bit the inside of her thighs, taking turns between the two until she released a desperate guttural cry.
“I need your mouth. Please, Preston.”
I met her gaze, and fuck, she was a pretty picture. Legsspread wide, my jersey covering almost all of her. Her hair was everywhere, and her cheeks were pink, eyes wide and desperate. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
“I-I-I?—”
“Mm,” I hummed into her, my entire body on fire. I’d dreamed about this moment for years, imagining the way she’d squirm from my touch. The real thing was a million times better than any fantasy. Her thighs tightened around my face, her muscles clenching, and I was selfish. I didn’t want this to end. I wanted more time with my mouth on her.
“You feel close, baby,” I whispered, kissing her inner thigh and delaying her orgasm. “Are you close?”
