Page 49 of Bliss: Part 1
She lowered her mouth, letting the tip of my cock press against her lips. Her tongue came out first, giving it one slow, careful lick. I groaned under my breath, tightening my grip just a little. I needed something to hold on to. Her lips parted, and she took the head in, and holy shit, the heat of her mouth alone made my thighs tense.
“That’s it, baby,” I said, trying to stay calm, keep my voice steady, even though every nerve in my body was going wild. “Just like that.”
Her hand was still wrapped around the base, slowly working in rhythm with her mouth. She bobbed her head gently, not going deep, just enough to make it feel amazing. Her eyes stayed half-lidded, focused on what she was doing, as if she was studying the reaction she got with every movement of her tongue, every inch she took.
“Fuck,” Dash muttered next to me, shifting again. I glanced over and saw him palming himself more firmly now, the outline of his dick visible through his shorts. His eyes met mine for a second, and he gave me a look that told me he was truly okay with this.
Dash had always been the closest to Bliss. I knew there were things she only ever told him. Secrets they shared that nobody else knew, despite our family being extremely open and honest. It was different between them, and the fact that Dash was now letting me—and the others—do these things with Bliss meant a whole damn lot.
I stopped thinking about Dash and dropped my gaze back to Bliss when she sucked harder. Her mouth dragged up and down slowly, and the way her lips stretched around me, the slick, wet heat that was threatening to make me come way too fucking fast.
“Bliss…” I warned, breathing hard now. “You keep doing that, I’m not gonna last long.”
She pulled off just long enough to smile up at me, her lips glossed with her spit and my pre-cum.
Fuck me.
“That’s kind of the goal, isn’t it?”
“Shit.” I dropped my head back for a second, trying to get a grip. “You’re fucking trouble.”
“Thanks.” She licked the tip again, slowly, and I groaned loud this time, not even trying to hide it.
“No…” I laughed. “Fuck, notthanks, baby. You don’t get to suck my damn dick like that and saythanksso fucking sweetly.”
I was losing my damn mind, and it bothered me that I couldn’t hold it together. I always had my shit together.Always. But with Bliss sucking my dick.Shit…
“I know exactly how you feel, cuz,” Dash murmured next to me.
I ignored him. His commentary wasn’t helping, and him watching didn’t exactly make this better, either.
She kept going, a little deeper now, like she was testing herself and see how far she could take me, how much she could handle. Her hand worked what her mouth couldn’t reach, and the combination was almost too much. She wasn’t fast, she wasn’t rough, but she wasdetermined and focused. Every move she made was about giving. That made it hotter.
Dash was fully hard beside me now, breathing heavier than before, clearly fighting the urge to pull it out and join. But he stayed back, watching, respecting the moment. Maybe waiting his turn.
Me? I was barely holding on. My hand tangled in her hair. My hips stayed still. I didn’t want to force anything. But if she kept this up, I wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer.
“I’m close,” I managed, my voice low and rough.
She didn’t stop. Didn’t even pause. She just looked up at me with those wide eyes and my dick in her mouth and kept going.
The tension inside me built fast, pushing me right to the edge. Everything I was feeling hit me at once, and it was too much. It wasn’t just the physical part. There were new emotions, ones I hadn’t really dealt with before, and I didn’t know where to put all of it.
So, without thinking too hard about it, I reached over to Dash with my left hand and grabbed him through his shorts. I gave his cock a firm squeeze.
He let out a moan, low and breathy, and said something under his breath, but I didn’t catch it.
I just needed an outlet, and he was sitting right there.
Fuck.
If I had any self-control left, Bliss had just wiped it out completely.
Fifteen
Dash
In pretty much any other situation, I would’ve been embarrassed. I mean, coming in my shorts like a damn teenager? That should’ve made me want to crawl into a hole. But not now. Not with what just happened.
