Page 101 of Game Night: Truth or Dare

I knew he was just taking me to the camera, but I didn't really care about that anymore. Truthfully, he was right about last time, too. I hadn't cared then, either.

I wanted him more than I wanted to keep off that website. Even if I was making him money, who cared?

At the bed, he stopped, turned to face me, and hooked his thumbs into my open pants before pushing them down, sending the boxers to the floor with them.

I removed my shirt myself and then, only when his hungry gaze ran over my body did I realize I was fully naked in front of him while he was fully clothed.

"You too," I said.

He didn't seem to mind, moving to pull his shirt off, but was distracted by looking me over. He went slow, allowing his eyes to wander all over my body while I squirmed under the attention.

Finally, he shook his head again and shoved his sweats off.

My eyes dropped hungrily to his cock.

I'd never seen anyone erect in person and fuck if it wasn’t the hottest thing ever. Especially on Jonas' lovely, sculpted body and somehow, hotter still with mine next to it.

I stepped closer, letting the tips kiss, and it felt so surprisingly good and sweet that I didn't know what to make of it.

Luckily, Jonas knew what I needed, and he stepped in even closer. Our cocks pressed together, both hot, hard lengths eager for friction.

I let out a low shudder, letting him move against me for a minute.

"Can I–"

I swallowed and tried again.

"Can I suck it?"

Jonas paused and pulled back to look at me.

"Have you ever done it before?" he asked curiously.

I shook my head, cheeks heating.

"It's fine. Forget it."

He shook his head, smiling. I was pretty sure it was the first time he'd ever smiled at me, and my heart leaped.

"Come here," he said, pulling me toward the bed.

He positioned himself carefully, watching on the computer to make sure he was in a good position as he sat on the very edge and spread his legs, giving me a spot to sit.

"No one will see your face this way."

I glanced back at the screen, my mouth watering at the sight of Jonas sitting from the chest down to his open thighs, his body illuminated in the light, his arched cock in the middle of the screen.

I moved to my spot carefully, like I was trying not to startle a bird, but Jonas only spread his legs wider to give me easier access as I lowered in front of him.

It wasn't rocket science. You opened your mouth, sucked on the dick. Simple. But I was inexplicably nervous, like I would mess it up entirely.

"Hold the bottom," Jonas instructed, perhaps sensing my hesitation. "Then you can direct it however it feels more comfortable."

I swallowed and followed his advice.

Taking his cock in hand and then opening my mouth around him was, somehow, just as good as getting it.

My eyes rolled shut at the feeling of his soft skin against my tongue. The hard muscle pressed to the roof of my mouth, and the scent of his musk enveloped me. It was delicious. I moaned and sucked harder, remembering to bob after a minute.

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