Page 23 of Bliss: Part 1
It wasn’t as soft and sweet like I imagined. She was fire. Desperate, bold. Her fingers found my hair and fisted it, pulling me closer like she couldn’t get enough. Neither could I. I wanted her against a wall. In my bed. On her knees. Everywhere. I wanted to ruin her for anyone else. Yet, I wanted to share her and see just how messed up we could get.
All together.
Her and I, Ashby and Dash, and maybe even Tripp if he was up to it.
Her body was pressing hard against mine, and with my cock thickening against her stomach, I pushed harder, rubbing against her to make her feel just how much she turned me on.
Another moan escaped her as she reached between us to put her hand on my cock. She curled her fingers around it over the fabric of my shorts, and I eased off just enough to look at her. Her lips were flushed, her chest heaving. So was mine. My breath was ragged, my blood loud in my ears.
“That what you want?” I asked, voice low, trying to mask the hope with sarcasm. “You’re a dirty little slut.”
“Rhys.” Dash wasn’t pleased with my word-choices, but I didn’t give a fuck.
I glanced over at him, my hand still wrapped around her throat. My gaze dropped to his crotch for a swift moment before I met his again. “You enjoyed that,” I stated, raising a brow. “Got a fucking hard-on by watching me kiss my sister.”
His jaw tensed, and he turned his gaze to Bliss to make sure she was okay. She had her hand still on my cock, and I looked down at her, grinning, and ready to tease her some more.
“You’d get down on your knees right now if I asked you to, huh?”
She looked up at me as her fingers squeezed my dick gently.
I licked my bottom lip, almost mesmerized by the way she was looking at me.
“Answer me, Bliss.”
“Yes,” she replied, her voice small yet full of hope and need.
I tightened my grip around her throat and kissed her again, dipping my tongue into her mouth and tasting her once more before taking a step back.
I watched her closely, then said, “Get on your knees.”
She didn’t hesitate. God, she didn’t even think twice.
She was on her knees in front of me in an instant, and I gripped her hair with my hand, fisting it tightly to pull her head close. I pressed her face to my crotch, rubbing my length between her lips. The fabric was thin enough to make me feel her hot breath on my shaft, and I let out a grunt as she started to suck on it.
“Dirty girl,” I murmured, sucking in a sharp breath as she made my cock jolt again. “Look at me.”
She looked up, her eyes watering even though I hadn’t pushed my dick down her throat yet. There’d be tears streaming down her face once that happened.
“You’re needy. Fuck, I want to mouth-fuck you so damn bad, but I don’t think you’re ready for that.”
She hummed and kept using her tongue to tease me. She knew exactly what she was doing, and I couldn’t wait for her to show me just how much she wanted my cock.
I pulled her head back, making her tilt it back so she had to keep looking at me. “I think that’s enough for now.”
I made her get back up, and as I adjusted my cock in my shorts, I looked at Dash who was watching my hand closely. I raised a brow again, amused. “Shit, cuz…you want a taste too? You’re fucking drooling.”
He furrowed his brows and sighed with a shake of his head. “No.”
“You do. Damn.” I laughed and looked at Bliss. “See what you did to him? Think you can handle two?”
Bliss didn’t reply. She just looked between us, her breathing shallow.
“Maybe you should go,” Dash said to me.
“But I won’t. I want a kiss from you too.”
I was starting to become manipulative. I usually wasn’t, but in this crazy situation, it fit. And it wasn’t like I was hurting anyone. They were both old enough to make decisions for themselves, and it was clear that neither of the two wanted to end this.
