“Yes, more,” she said on a distracted sigh. Her other hand flicked his left nipples and he bit back a groan. “I put on lipstick for you, Dare. Do you like the color?”
“Yes,” he said, his gaze finally leaving her breasts and focusing in on Caelen’s beauty. The flush of her cheeks, the glow of her green eyes. And those lips. They were currently being tugged between small white teeth. “Irresistible.”
“Usually when a bunch of different women put on lipstick and give a guy a blowjob it’s called a Rainbow Party. Don’t get too excited, though. Tonight it’s just you and me,” she said on a small laugh, her voice no louder than a whisper.
Holy hell! She is sex on wheels!
“Just want you.”
Slowly, she circled him, running her heated hands against his skin. “Do you know why I put this pretty red lipstick on?” She didn’t bother to wait for a reply. His body tensed, knowing the answer would be good.
Too good.
“I put it on because I want to mark you. So that even after I leave, you won’t be able to forget me. You’ll look down and think about what I did to you.”
Heat exploded in his chest.
Damn, she has a way with words.
His mind started to spin and he no longer focused on meaning. All he knew was her touch, her scent. It would only be a matter of time before he had to caress her, had to make her beg for his touch. His hands fisted, resisting the urge to fist her silky hair in his palms.
Her hands trailed lower and started to slowly massage his balls. She whispered, “This is called Juggling.”
“What?”
“I’m going to tell you the name of each technique I do. That way, when I need feedback, you know what I’m talking about.”
Her whispered words and soft touch made him bite back a curse. His hips rocked forward, desperate for contact. Even now, he felt the desire climbing his dick. He needed control.
“Caelen.”
She clamped down hard and placed her thumb over the top of his head, digging into the slit of his mushroom head. “Not so fast.” She leaned forward and nuzzled his neck, the unexpected gentleness made his hands flex and his chest expand. “I’m ready to show you my surprise.” She reached in between her breasts and pulled out a thick rubber band.
Was that a…?
“Cock ring. This will make sure I can have my wicked way with you for as long as I want. And look! It’s bright red, just like my lips.” She bent low, face level with his crotch. His dick jumped forward, as if begging for the ring.
“Shit! A cock ring? I don’t need—” He couldn’t see anything beyond her dark head, but he felt a snap and then intense pressure at the base of his shaft. The head of his cock felt like it was going to blow off.
“Don’t take it personally. Remember, this is all in the name of research. File away how it feels, and we’ll talk about it after. Okay?” She peeked up at him with a sunny smile. She was way too unaffected by this whole damn thing. He should have saved his kiss for now, to turn her on as bad as he was.
“You have really nice legs, too, Dare.” She ran both hands up and down his muscular thighs.
The cock ring was definitely out of his comfort zone. The idea of it pissed him off, as if she thought he couldn’t handle himself. “You better start distracting me fast, Betty.”
“Okay. I know change is hard.” She giggled and said softly, “Just like you. But I think the Corn on the Cob will make up for it.”
“Corn on the what?”
Her mouth was on him. Sideways. She was licking and sucking at him, just as if his dick were part of the evening meal. It felt good, everything she did felt good, but he needed more.
“Caelen.”
“Hmmm. Doesn’t seem like you’re into that one too much. How about the Long Lick Goodnight?” Soon, her tongue was licking his aching balls, then traveling higher, higher,
yes
, toward his aching crown.
Her light touch made him burn but then she’d stop and start over again. Over and over, her bobbing head never quite hit his tip, the most sensitive part. He groaned, convinced he must have committed a terrible sin, in a past life, to endure such torture. “Put your mouth on me. I need—”
“More?”
“Yes, more.
Now.”
“Okay. I’m going to use the Twist and Twirl but I’m adding my own twist. So to speak.”
Finally,
she took him between her plump lips. Dare watched, his cheeks heating, his focus intensifying as he studied her beautiful red mouth take him from base to tip. She then used one hand, then two, slowly stroking him, nice and slow.
Oh God.
“Faster.”
She hummed a response and his hips kicked forward. Her hands started to twist as if she were wringing him dry. He jumped at first, expecting a burn, but she exerted just enough pressure that he relaxed and felt his balls tighten only to be blocked by the cock ring.
He was losing control. All he could think about was her creamy skin, red lips, perfect ass. His hands shot out and tunneled in her hair. With conscious thought, he loosed his grip slightly, massaging her hair in time with the licks and strokes of her soft tongue and mouth. His hips pumped forward, stroking his cock deep. “Take off the cock ring.”
She pulled back, and his cock sprang free with a pop, the cool air brushing against his overheated flesh. “But I still have a few techniques…”
“Caelen.”
Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were drowsy. “But I’m having so much fun. I think I’m addicted to your dick.” She dove back down, engulfing him with her clever mouth.
Her words, her mouth… He was on overload, arching his back and digging into her hair with his hands. Her deep moan had him opening his eyes. She was turned on! It made him want to beat his chest in triumph. “Baby, look at me. I want you to feel good, too.”
She sucked harder, ignoring him.
He could barely think past her wet tongue and agile lips. Her passion only made the pressure trapped at the base of his cock pound harder. He
needed
her to want this. “Touch yourself.”
“Can’t. Busy,” she mumbled around his dick. Her chest rose and fell, and he was desperate to touch her, to turn her on.
“You can keep the cock ring on. Just take one hand off and touch yourself. I know you’re hot. Are you wet? Ready for me?” He bucked against her, slowly fucking her mouth.
She began to moan around his dick, and again the vibration from the humming was like an arrow to his balls. She took one hand off but instead of touching herself she reached toward the cock ring.
“No.”
But it was too late. Caelen’s tiny hand had a firm grasp around the rubber ring and she gave a firm tug. The release of pressure made him dizzy, but he gritted his teeth, determined not to come. Not yet.
It was time for his beauty to have a turn and he knew,
knew
that she was turned on. On impulse, he scooped her up, and almost felt his legs buckle when her warm mouth slid free from his engorged cock.
“Dare, what the hell?”
“Change of position.”
“I didn’t…”
“Too bad.” He swept her through to his bedroom and fell backwards on the bed with Caelen firmly in his arms. Before she had a chance to protest, he maneuvered her over him, still battling with the pressure that was building and begging for release. Didn’t matter what he had to do, he
would not come.
Until Caelen joined him.
Knew he’d spook her if he went for the money spot, so he arranged Caelen so she straddled his thigh. Slowly, he raised his leg, tilting her pelvis just so. He was rewarded by her soft sigh and her eyes dropping to half-mast. He started to rock her back and forth and for a few blissful moments, she pivoted against him, rolling her hips in a gentle motion, searing him. “That’s it, baby.”
Her eyes snapped open.
“Hey.”
“Need this. You’re turning me on. That’s what this is about, right? What I need?”
He ground her pelvis just a little harder against him, and she moaned long and low. “Okay, well, uh, if this is what you need. But I still need to…”
“Yes, put your mouth on me.”
Her dark fall of hair tickled his stomach as she went down. Instantly, his rock hard dick got harder, and he concentrated on her soft core, rubbing slow and deep. His hands travelled down from her waist and caressed her silky thigh.
Goddamn, where’s the cock ring now that I need it?
When her wet mouth finally engulfed him, so deep and long, his whole body tensed. The pleasure, it stopped his brain for several seconds and he rode out the intensity of the searing heat, fighting back the urge to finish.
“You okay?” she asked softly, gently cupping his balls in her hands and slightly out of breath.
No.
“Yes.” His thoughts slowly sparked back to life.
“It’s okay. You can come now. I took off the ring and I can’t believe you’ve lasted this—” Her words were cut off as his thumb scraped over the outside of her teddy, nudging her sensitive clit. She gasped, Dare groaned. She was so wet she seeped through the material.
“That was… Oh God—” she whispered as if afraid to speak to loudly. “But…”
“I know, the rules. I want to do it, again.” His leg raised slightly, grazing her warm entrance.
“Oh.”
“Does it feel good? Tell me, Caelen. Tell me how good it feels.”
“Yes. So good…” Her mouth returned to his dick with a heated vengeance.
He was so ramped up, on the edge of losing it, but he needed her pleasure. Needed to make her feel as good as him. “I can do it again. I can make you feel so damn good. Just say the words. You have to tell me.” His thumb grazed the sensitive skin where her thigh met her pelvis, but he wouldn’t touch her until she asked. He wanted to beg, knowing he would come in about two seconds.
“Yes.
Please.”
Yes
. “You are going to come so hard, and I’m going to be right there with you.” His hand slipped under her lingerie, and she jacked straight up, her body rigid as he brushed against the sensitive nub, her silken warmth soaking him. “Gonna be so good.”
His words seemed to remind her that she was no longer blowing him. She slowly lifted her lids, reached forward with her small hand and began stroking him. Her hint of a smile was his undoing. “I want to watch you while you come.”
“Caelen.”
There was no way he could resist her soft words. His body locked up, his hips ratcheting forward as he came over and over, his release covering his chest. He lifted his head and watched her as her gaze was fixed on his ejaculate; she continued to grind against his leg. He shifted his thumb and allowed her to ride against the firm digit.
“Oh God,
yes!”
Her hands flew behind her, grasping his legs, her overflowing breast thrusting forward, “I’m going to…”
Bzzz. Bzzz.
Her damn phone. Both of them froze. Caelen looked over, confused, and Dare knew he was about to lose her.
Oh hell no.
“Ignore it.”
“But…”
“Look at me.
Stay. With. Me.”
He sat up, grabbing her hair by the handfuls, focusing her gaze only on him. “You need this, and I want to see it.”
“I do,
yes.
Really need it.” Her voice broke, and it sent him into a frenzy.
“Just one more brush of my hand, and you’re going to come. Hard. You hear me?”
“Y-yes.”
Leaning forward, he went in for the kiss. Instead of searing her mouth with his own, he aimed lower and latched onto her nipple while simultaneously inserting his thumb under her teddy. He pressed hard, bit down gently on her rigid areola and inserted a second finger to pinch her clit.
“Oooh…”
Caelen started to undulate, faster and faster. Her gentle gasps and soft sighs were driving him crazy. All he could focus on was the silky heat of her slick folds. Over and over, relentlessly, he brought her closer to orgasm. Just as he felt her body stiffen, readying for climax, he let the rigid nub of her nipple go from between his teeth and he gently blew on the puckered areola.
“Yessss!”
She came apart in his arms and the satisfaction of it made him want to shout in triumph. Her body trembled against him and something inside him melted. Flopping back against the bed, he cradled Caelen’s limp form against his chest. If she could see the dopey grin on his face right now, she’d murder him in his sleep.
Don’t care.
Nothing could ruin the sheer bliss of this moment.
Until… The shrill note of her old-school ringtone cut through the contented quiet of the room, shattering the tentative peace between them. Caelen sat up, her glazed look of passion being replaced by… guilt?
Guilt.
As if they’d done something wrong?
Not just a text this time, it seemed obvious the prick she’d been in a relationship with had stepped up his game. And by the strength of her response, it looked like it might be working.
A familiar pang sat heavy in his stomach, the first step toward the slow burn that would make him so pissed, he’d no longer be able to communicate. Or even look at her. Usually, when his anger ratcheted up, and he wasn’t in the ring, he walked away, determined to never repeat his father’s mistakes. But he wanted to give her a chance to prove him wrong. “You gonna get that?”
“It might be one of my sisters. They might need me.”
“Don’t,”
his tone was gruff. He hated excuses, and this one sounded particularly weak. “We both know who that is. I only had a few nonnegotiables and I need to know
now
if you broke that agreement.” He untangled himself from her body and sat tense, his legs hanging over the side of the bed. He didn’t want to look at her, too many old memories surfaced.
She sighed and ran a shaky hand through her long dark hair. “I told you, Dare. I told you things were complicated.”
“So, what the hell does that mean? That you’re talking to him?” He knew his voice was getting loud, but he didn’t care.
“No. What? I can’t help who calls me!”
“I don’t want you talking to him!” The words exploded between them, his voice at full throttle. It’d only been a few days—Who was he kidding? It’d been years, but he felt like Caelen was
his.
He couldn’t stand that this yahoo was still in her life. “You’re supposed to be with me,” he mumbled under his breath.