Page 68 of Pretty Secrets

“Not enough,” he exhales. “You know I can make you feel good. I’ll turn you inside out. You won’t know what to think anymore.”

Leaning up, he rids himself of his boxers. I’ve seen him recently, obviously—even had my hand wrapped around him—but there’s something intimidating about his cock right now. He starts to run his hand down his shaft, and I watch intently. This is the part of Oliver I don’t see. I’ve sucked his cock before. I’ve worked it like a job until he was ready to spew, and I’d remove my mouth to let him come on the sheets.

Now, though, I spot the bead of precum on his dick that’s strictly because of me.

“There are so many things I want to do with you,” he murmurs, stare trailing across my body. My skin buzzes from his attention, but the worry remains.

He holds out his hand, and I take it, wondering if he’s about to end this. Instead, he pulls me to a seated position. He stands in front of me, and I’m eye to eye with his cock. “Suck it.”

I look up defiantly. He’s never asked me to do it like that. In fact, he rarely ever makes me reciprocate.

Oh, shit. My heart races irregularly. I hadn’t noticed—maybe because I didn’t care—but he hardly ever asks me to pleasure him. It’s only ever for me.

He takes my chin in his hand. “Open up, beautiful. Take me inside that mouth of yours.”

I purse my lips, then open them slowly. When there’s just the barest of space, he pushes forward, the head of his cock hitting the back of my throat. Tears spring to my eyes at the intrusion, but he keeps thrusting, his hand slipping to the nape of my neck to hold me in place.

“Fuck, Edie. Suck me hard. Just like that. Suck me like you can’t wait to see where I’ll take this next.”

Holy shit. My body flames, burning in the embers of Ollie’s words. He told me he could be a bad boy, too, and he wasn’t wrong.

I brace my hands on his hips, and he pushes forward. I gag, my nipples peaking, my pussy spasming with pleasure.

“Take all of me. That’s it,” he praises.

I groan onto his cock, unable to hold it in anymore. His eyes widen. Staring down, his blue eyes light with excitement, thrusting into my mouth.

“You’re so fucking good at this. It’s hard for me to stop,” he admits before pushing me off him, his cock bobbing free in front of me.

I’m drunk on his taste. I lick my lips, looking at him, waiting for him to tell me what to do next.

“How wet are you?” he asks, standing with his hands on his hips. “Check.”

I swallow, moving my fingers around to my front. After forcing my knees wide, I dip them between my folds and moan. “Wet,” I confess, unable to stop my exploration.

“Dripping?”

I nod in agreement, and he tears my hands away.

“Don’t get too greedy. This is my show.”

His brown hair falls in front of his face. Keeping my gaze, he crawls over me, shifting my legs further apart with his knees. His cock finds my entrance but shifts over it as I gasp. I move my hips up, searching out the friction, and he gives it to me, slicing his thick cock over my clit.

He kisses my collarbone then works his way up my neck. After placing chaste kisses along my jaw, he tugs at my lips, teasing them with his teeth. “If you want my cock inside you, you’re going to kiss me. You’re going to let everything you thought you knew about this relationship go. You’re going to treat me like some guy you want to make you come. Understand?”

He doesn’t give me a chance to respond. He attacks my mouth again, catching me off guard. Sliding his tongue over my own, he massages it with a deep kiss that takes my breath away.

Blitzed out of my mind, I kiss him back. I let him plunder my mouth, opening up wide for him as he builds me into a frenzy. He pinches my nipple, and I yelp before the spike of pleasure sets in, allowing me to moan into his mouth.

Grabbing his ass, I knead my palms into him, digging my nails into his skin and lifting my hips at the same time. I want nothing but to feel him inside me, teasing me, filling me.

“Let me hear you say it.”

"What?” I ask, searching out his mouth again, tangling my tongue with his. I grab hold of his ass and push up again, rubbing my clit over his cock.

He pulls away. “Say you want me to fuck you.”

“Oliver…”

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