Page 53 of Hard Count
“Don’t you dare stop,” he warns. “I’ll be good.”
Ozzy and Holden bicker behind me. Occasionally they ask Eli and Frankie a question. She’s still in a panic over being in the dark.
“What if I want to do something else?” I bring his jeans and boxers down with me as I get on my knees. Nash’s dick is thick and long. I knew it would be after feeling it pressed against me so many times but having it in my hands is even better.
Bracing one hand on his bare thigh, I lick him from root to tip. There's no way I’ll be able to take all of him in my mouth. I grip him around the base of his shaft and press my lipsagainst the head. Pushing him further in my mouth, I don’t stop until his dick hits the back of my throat.
“Fuck,” Nash says. I squeeze his thigh reminding him to be quiet.
“Did you find something?” Ozzy asks.
“No. Not a thing,” he replies even though it’s difficult for him to speak.
“Damn. Okay, keeping looking. Let us know if you do,” Ozzy replies
“Yep.” His fingers tickle my face as he feels around to find the back of my head. Wrapping my hair around his hand, he holds me in place. “I wish I could see you,” he murmurs so only I can hear him. “I bet you look so pretty with my cock in your mouth, baby.”
I hum at his praise. Salty precum leaks into my mouth and I swallow it craving more of his release.He whimpers and grits his teeth when I tighten the suction of my lips.
“Oh…oh,” Frankie practically moans and suddenly our room sparks to life under a black light.
Nash’s eyes meet mine and my heart thunders inside my chest. Desire bleeds from his eyes. I wish I could see myself from his perspective as my dress glows around me and I suck and swallow down his dick.
The lights go out and I have to blink a few times to adjust my vision to the dark.
“Do that again,” Ozzy says in a panic. “Whatever you just did made a light pop on in Nash’s room.”
“They need us to do that again. Do you want me to dothatagain?” Eli asks.
“Yes,” she says out of breath. Once again the black light pops back on and our room is illuminated.
“Is there anything written on the wall? Maybe that corresponds to something in our room,” Holden suggests.
I start to take him out of my mouth to speak, but Nash holds me steady. “Don’t even think about it.” His eyes wander around the room. “There's a few things on the wall," he tells them between shallow breaths. "Read it in a book,” he shouts.
“Okay. Okay. Let me think. The books. Is there anything else that would tell us what book? There are a dozen books over here,” Holden says.
“Fuck, that feels so good, baby,” he murmurs. I tighten my fingers and suck him down harder, faster. His eyes glaze over as he watches me. Saliva starts to leak out of the corner of my mouth and he wipes it away.
“Nash!” Ozzy shouts through the wall.
“Fuck! Fine. The wall says it’s your birthday, one foot in the sea and one on shore, don’t let your hardships define you, stay in your lane,” he says the words so fast they all jumble together.
“That doesn’t make any sense. Say it again but a little slower this time,” Ozzy requests.
Nash’s head drops back and he bites down on his lip. He tightens his hold on my head and encourages me to go even faster. I love seeing him on the brink of losing his control.I hollow my cheeks and tighten the suction on my mouth. His eyes close and his head falls back against the wall.
“Nash, did you hear me?”
“I’m coming,” he warns, before warm cum coats my tongue and shoots down my throat.
“Where the fuck are you going? We’re locked in this damn room,” Ozzy complains. “I need those clues again.”
I swallow down every drop and lick him clean before helping him back into his boxers. He zips up his pants and then uses his shirt to wipe my mouth. “You’re amazing, baby. Thank you," he says before kissing me hard.
“We should probably help them now,” I say a little breathless.
He sighs. “If we have to.”
