Page 42 of Double Dared
When I bit his lower lip, I felt him smile against my lips. I felt the daring, the adventure of it, and I knew it wasn’t only in my veins, but in his, too. It coursedthrough us like electricity, nudging us to go a step further.
I pulled his pants lower around his waist, then moved my fingers between us to undo the button that held them on. As it gave, his pants slipped lower, and I moved my hands to his ass, slipping them easily under his boxer briefs.
His ass was so ridiculously firm that it cut my breath off for a moment. I could feel it already, feel it slam against my groin, as if I’d done it a million times.
Harrison didn’t hesitate either. He pulled my sweatpants down. It was an easy job because they were too large for my frame. When they fell around my ankles, Harrison cupped my ass with one hand, testing me, and wrapped his fingers over the bulge in my underwear, adding pressure to the tip of my dick so skillfully that I remembered his words about being with me, and I believed them all over again.
“You really like me,” he murmured against my lips.
In response, my dick throbbed in his hand.
“You really, really like me.” I could feel his smile as he moved lower, kissing my chin and tracing my jawline all the way to my neck, where he kissed me under the ear for a little while, sending ripples of this strange, fluttering sensation all throughout me.
“Are you still doubting it?” I moaned, embarrassed by the sound my body had decided to make. But Harrison kissed me harder, making me moan again. And each time I moaned, his fingers tensed, sinking deeper into my ass and gripping mydick harder.
Harrison leaned down again, tracing my neck to my collarbone with his lips, leaving a blazing trail of kisses on my skin where he touched me. He kissed the space between my collarbones, then lowered himself further.
His lips moved to my left nipple, kissing it gently but sending bolts of tingles down to my very core.
Playfully, he bit my nipple, then sucked it hard with his mouth, making me squirm and grab his shoulders to stay on my feet. His facial hair seared my sensitive skin where it touched me, making the unbearable sensations even less bearable, but I lived for every moment of it. I took pride in the way I endured it for the sake of feelings I’d never realized one could feel.
Harrison’s mouth moved over my chest to my right nipple, tormenting me all the same, before he went down to his knees and kissed my solar plexus, quickly following the line in the middle of my abs.
His hands rested on my ass while he kissed my belly button and the short trail of hair from it to my underwear.
Once there, he didn’t bother to undress me. Instead, his lips moved to the base of my dick and followed its length to my right hip until he found the place where the tip of my cock pushed the soft fabric of the underwear thin. His lips wrapped around it, teeth teasing me over the boxer briefs, keeping me on this strange edge between tension and pleasure. It was like he wanted me nervous, wanted to show me that he knew so well where the lines were.
I trusted him.
My fingers ran through his hair as he pulled the waistband of the underwear down my ass, tugging my cock with it and kissing the short hair around my cock, lips seeking my groin and kissing me there.
My underwear moved lower, dragging my cock unbearably low as Harrison pulled his head back and looked at my crotch, fascination welling in his eyes.
I whimpered from the tension on my cock the moment before the waistband released it, and it sprang hard before Harrison’s face. He looked at it without breaking his attention, licking his lips once and lifting a hand to hold me. He stroked me two or three times before his gaze flicked up to meet mine, and I placed my hand on the back of his head.
We didn’t need words anymore. We were beyond that. His look was a question, asking if I was alright, and my hand on his head was my answer.Do it, I was telling him.I need you to do it.
Harrison opened his mouth and sealed his lips around my cock, letting me sink into the wet warmth of his mouth, letting the excitement reach a new peak within me.
My toes curled for no reason I could think of, but I wasn’t doing much thinking anymore. Instead, I gave myself to the feeling of it, to the completeness of this strange thing between us, and to the trust that Harrison knew what he was doing to me.
The innocent look in his eyes paired so well with the hellfire nature of what he was doing. He movedhis head closer to me, taking me deeper into his mouth, as I pressed my back against the bookcase and curled my fingers in his hair.
Harrison closed his fist around the base of my dick and sucked me a little faster, teasing me and making me harder still, my breath shallow and sweat beginning to break over my brow and under my arms.
I bit my lip harder than I realized, sending shock waves of pain through it as Harrison released my cock and took me deeper in.
His throat relaxed as my dick filled his mouth and reached deeper into him, cutting off his breathing as his eyes widened a little, locking onto my gaze, eyebrows rising as he held me in.
For one glorious moment, we were suspended in pure ecstasy, and then Harrison pulled his head back, drawing a deep breath of air that lifted his chest high, saliva glistening on his chin before he wiped it with the back of his hand.
He blinked once, his eyelashes wet, and leaned in again, taking the tip of my dick into his mouth and sucking me in quickly, sending pulses of pleasure through my body.
His hands found my hips, and he tugged me closer, making me swing and thrust myself into his mouth. After one nudge from him, I broke free of whatever was holding me back—surprise or fear or inexperience or something entirely different.
I threaded my fingers on the back of his headand stepped forward, sliding my dick into his throat while he gazed at me pleadingly from so far below.
There was no way to describe it in words. I didn’t know how to name the feelings that warmed up my flesh and filled my stomach. The liberty with which I used Harrison for my pleasure was incomparable to anything I had ever done before. And the eagerness with which he wanted to be used to make me feel good, the generosity, was unlike any I could imagine.
