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“What’s got you down?”
I told her about Bear, about Dare, and how I’d ridden to the rescue.
“What a jerk. He’s the guy who runs the porn side of the Brotherhood?”
I nodded.
“When you talk to him again, mention me.”
We had this conversation like it was normal talk, which it wasn’t. “You wanna do porn?”
“Only girl on girl.” She gave me a Cheshire cat smile. “But he was a dick for throwing that in your face.”
Tamales arrived and we each unwrapped one and ate in silence for a minute.
“I have died and gone to heaven,” I told her, unwrapping the next one.
After three tamales, I stared up at her. “He’s right and that’s why I’m pissed. No way will this thing with Dare last forever and I’m so in over my head.”
“You love him.”
I nodded. “Not that it matters.”
“Maybe it does. He’s different with you, and you two have this intense vibe that’s not easily thrown away. You should be more optimistic.” She pointed a fork at me.
“Yeah, and you should introduce me to your girl toy.”
She stuck her tongue out at me. “No.”
“Why?”
“She’s nobody, and she’d be like a pain in the ass thinking I’m all after you because, honestly, you’re a million times hotter than her.”
“But I’m not into girls.” I knew Rachel understood that, but suddenly felt compelled to make it clear.
“Don’t I know it.” She sighed. “Which is why I settled for friends, but her, she thinks everyone is into girls, they just don’t know it.”
We both laughed and had great tamales and better conversation. I didn’t answer when Dare called because Bear’s mind fuck had hit me hard, and I needed some space before I spoke to him again.
When I returned home about four, Rock told me to take the whole day off since it was so slow. I headed upstairs and found Dare on the couch asleep with the TV on. Seeing his handsome face relaxed in sleep made all my fears disappear. Only one thing concerned me now, waking him up with his cock in my mouth.
On my third dip to the base of his shaft his fingers found my hair. “Red, that feels so good, but I’m missing your pussy.”
“You better follow me to the bed then, handsome.” He stood and let his jeans fall to the floor before he followed me. In the bedroom, I stripped and we both tumbled into bed together.
“How do you plan to fuck me?” He rested his hands behind his head.
“What?”
“Red, your turn—take control.” His eyes held a lazy ease I’d never witnessed.
“Isn’t it your thing? Control?”
“It’s yours right now.” He chuckled. “Don’t you want it?”
Oh hell yeah. Licking my lips, I let scenarios play through my mind.
“How much can you take?”
“Try me.”
“Fuck me with your mouth.” I scooted up beside him before I straddled him, making sure my front faced his feet.
Dare squeezed my ass. “May have to call you queen.”
His tongue flicked me and I fought to hold still as the pleasure built. I shivered and tensed. Then he tugged me down until I sat against his mouth. His fingers climbed up me until he squeezed my breasts with the bite of pain I loved.
“More,” I demanded.
He sucked my nub.
I burst in intense shudders and he continued his assault even as I climaxed. I fell forward down his torso until I could swallow his cock. He bucked up and I reveled in his instant reaction.
I pushed him with my relentless pace, wanting to test how much he could endure.
“You’re killing me, Red.” He panted. “A great fucking...way to go.”
I scraped my teeth along his length. Then I moved lower to his sac, sucking each side into my mouth.
“That’s...” He groaned.
I lifted off him, turned around and found his mouth, so I could taste myself on him. Heady sensations built in me. Power. Satisfaction. Trust.
“Fuck me. Soon.” He spoke into my lips.
I smirked. “Yeah. We reached your limit?”
He snarled. “Bring it.”
He really couldn’t resist a challenge. Tucking away my discovery, I moved down his body. While he’d ceded control, he’d snatch it back in a second, and I didn’t want to miss my ride.
With deliberate strokes, I unrolled the condom before I sat astride him. Passion played across his face.
I sunk down in one quick thrust before I circled up and back down. He squeezed my hips, watching every movement.
“I need you on top more.” He grinned with that bad-boy smile of his.
“If you can talk, I’m not doing it right.” I plunged down and rode him, leaning forward until my clit rubbed his pubis. The apa dragged along my G-spot pushing me hard toward climax.