Page 104 of Wicked Dares
“Kiss me again.”
“I accept.”
She stands on her toes, and I help her out by leaning closer. When she presses those sweet lips to mine, all the blood rushes to my dick, and I want her again.
I keep asking for kisses because I love her mouth.
No, not just her mouth. I love everything about her.
“Fuck,” I mutter against her lips
Piper’s mouth curves faintly at the sound. “More?”
“Fuck yeah.” My voice comes out rough with my greed to have her lips on me again.
She kisses me once more, and I know this feeling clawing beneath my ribs every time her lips touch mine, or when she looks at me, is becoming something else entirely.
Something far more dangerous than lust, or games, or this arrangement of ours.
The truth is, I’ve never wanted a woman the way I want her.
And the worst part is, it’s not just physical. Yes, I love her body. I love being inside her and feeling her unravel with pleasure. But sex is easy.
This unquenchable feeling that can only be satisfied when I’m near her isn’t.
Her fingers flutter over my chest, but I feel the ache low in my groin.
The intense need for her to touch me there takes over, and I grab her hand to guide it to my cock.
I clamp her hand around my length, and she rubs up and down my shaft.
“Harder. Stroke me harder,” I whisper over her lips.
She strokes harder, like she wants to obey my every request and give me pleasure, too.
My balls tighten, a sign I need to be inside her again, but I want one more thing first. I can’t believe we haven’t done this yet.
I pull away from her lips and catch her throat, caressing the smooth, elegant slope of her neck.
“I want those beautiful lips on my cock, Butterfly.”
The moment I release her, she lowers slowly to her knees. Watching this goddess on her knees for me could easily bring me to mine. To be fair, she’s had me on my knees several times since we met, worshiping her body.
I grab my cock and aim toward her mouth. “Open for me.”
Her lips part, and I slide right inside her hot little mouth. I close my eyes and groan deep, relishing the heat of her lips wrapped around my length.
She takes me deep and starts sucking. I lace my hands through the soft fiery strands of her hair, urging her to take me even deeper. She does, and then the sweet little butterfly blows my fucking mind.
Her head bobs up and down my length, and I thrust deeper and faster, fucking her mouth.
Holy. Fuck.
She’s going to ruin me. But didn’t I always know that from the get-go?
I really did meet my match, the one woman in this entire universe who could make me want to change everything in my world just to keep her.
A sharp bolt of pleasure shoots through me. I’m about to come, to empty in her mouth, but I want her pretty, little cunt again.
