Page 34 of Zero Chance

I had to admit, I was a little shaken myself.But this meaningless little hookup was turning out to be a lot heavier than I’d imagined it would be.

Hissing a curse, I dove back in and kissed her again.

She kissed me back, surging against me and gripping my face.Heat exploded in my belly and crackled through my cock.I mumbled something about how good she tasted before tangling my tongue with hers, and she sucked every thought from my brain.

Her grip on my cock tightened, her pumping increased, working me up with an ache I couldn’t ignore.I throbbed so hard it fucking hurt.

“I want to taste you,” I gasped, gripping her hair as I ripped my mouth from hers and panted.“I want to bury my face between your legs and lap up every bit of juice you make for me.”

“Yes,” she breathed.“But me first.”

“Always,” I assured.

Except I don’t think I knew her meaning.Not until she applied pressure to my chest, pushing me hard.

“Wha—?”Taken off guard, I stumbled in reverse, tripping backward with a curse of surprise until my spine bumped into a vertical wooden beam of the gazebo.With a jarred oomph, I gasped, “Fuck.What the hell?”

“Grab the railing,” she ordered breathlessly as she pushed my pants down to the tops of my thighs.“And don’t let go until I’m done.”

“Huh?”Dazed and turned on in equal parts, I shook my head, not making sense of anything until her fingers climbed up into my hair, where she grabbed two handfuls and licked the column of my throat.

“I said grab the railing.”

“Damn,” I rasped, feeling suddenly breathless.“I feel like I should be afraid right now.Do I need a safe word for this?”

“How aboutgazebo?”she teased, playing along before she lowered herself to her knees in front of me.

“Holy shit,” I croaked, grabbing her hair and holding on for dear life.“Makayla?Please be very certain about this.Because I sure as hell ain’t gonna put a lot of effort into stopping you.”

I felt her look up at me.“Do you want it?”she asked, her voice low and seductive.

I could feel precum beading from the end of my dick.“Fuck, yes, I want it.”

She promptly smacked my hand off her head.“Then hands off, Dugger.Or I walk.”

“Jesus.Damn.Okay.”I lifted my hands from her immediately.“Okay.My hands are off.”

“Are they gripping the railing?”

I held onto the railing on either side of me.“Yes.”

“Good boy,” she murmured and leaned in to kiss the side of my cock in reward.

If I were a dog, my tail would’ve wagged.

I definitely started to pant.

“You gonna collar and leash me next?”I teased, arching my hips out toward her, eager for more.“Make me call you mistress?”

She grabbed my hip and pushed my back against the column.“Only if you behave,” she shot back.Then her tongue came out and licked the length of me, making me go cross-eyed.

“Holy…fuck,” I groaned, loving this.

“Are you going to behave, Keene?”

“Yes, Mistress,” I choked out.

“Good boy.”She stroked my thigh as her tongue made another sweep over my dick.“Tell me what you want?”

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