Page 17 of The Bet

I re-read Rich’s text message for the tenth time as I wait for him to pick me up. I glance down at my skirt and smile. Underneath, I skipped the panties.

If I have any chance of keeping Rich, I must put the full-court press on him. We aren’t going anywhere. When he gets here, I’m going to seduce him.

My legs wobble as I stare at the video camera resting on the counter beside the freshly baked muffins and cupcakes. The heavy scent of sweets and flour fills the entire space.

At the sound of his pickup pulling into the space behind the building, my entire body tightens with desire. Will he freak out when he learns I’m a virgin? I don’t plan to give up the information until it was too late to stop.

Rich opens the door and smiles. “Hey, Beautiful.” His eyes skate down my body and back up to my face. “You look good enough to eat.”

“Good because I’m ready for you to taste me.” I move into his space and put my arms around his neck.

“Are you sure?” He swallows hard over his Adam’s Apple as his arms wrap around me, pulling me tight into his embrace.

“Yes. I’m sure,” I whisper and stand on my tiptoes to meet his mouth. When his teeth rake along my bottom lip, I whimper. The juices between my legs drip against my thighs in anticipation.

“Sugar, you always taste like frosting.” His mouth trails tiny kisses along my jawline until he reaches my ear. “And I love sweets.”

I shudder at the growl in his voice. It goes straight to my pussy. He’s never called me by my nickname, and it’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.

Reaching between us, I stroke his erection through his jeans. I’ve spent the last twenty-four hours reading everything I can about pleasing a man.

“Fuck, Chloe, that feels good.”

My mouth waters as I trace the outline of his width and girth.He’s huge.My fingersshake, but I continue to stroke and rub his hardness. There’s no room for indecision. “I want to suck your cock.”

“Holy shit.”

Rich’s breath is ragged as I popped open the button and tug the fly apart to expose his flesh. I stare at his body. He’s gorgeous. Instantly, my worries and fears disappear. I love Rich. I never got over him, and I’ll do my best to please him, even if he never feels the same way I do.

I fall to my knees and engulf the head of his erection. As I flick my tongue along the seam, I lap at his pre-cum. It’s sweet and salty.

His hands lace into my hair as I grab the base of his shaft with one hand and stroke along his flesh. When I get into a rhythm with my movements, I suck down on his length until his cock pushes against my throat.

I gag and lean back. My heart races as a sweat breaks out on my forehead.Whatever you do, don’t get sick. Talk about a huge turnoff.

“Damn, Chloe, your mouth is amazing.”

My heart soars at his compliment. I’ve been terrified I’ll do it wrong, but his words convince me that I’m doing everything right. Holding his cock still, I suck his length into my mouth again. With each draw and release of his shaft, his body tightens, and his moans grow louder.

“Stop.” Rich grabs my shoulders and lurches backward.

“What?” I stare up at him.Shit. I did something wrong. What did I do? Is he going to leave?

“I don’t want to cum in your mouth. Not the first time. Sugar, I want to feel your tight pussy surrounding me.”

“Oh.”God, yes.My entire body convulses at the mental images flashing through my mind. As I stand, my swollen lips press together. Biting back a moan, I fight the urge to press my fingers against my clit.

“Turn around,” Rich instructs as he directs my body to face the island. “I want to taste you.”

“God, yes,” I moan as he lifted my skirt to expose my ass.

“Fuck. No panties?”

“I didn’t want a barrier between us.”

“Good thinking.” Rich squats behind me and stares up between my legs. “Spread wider.”

Holy cow. Why did I wait so long to have sex?As his rough hands caress my inner thighs, I slam my eyes shut, and his fingers trace my swollen lips until he finds my clit.

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