The Bacelor: Make A Sex Deal

“I didn’t know it was going to happen here, but I knew there was a possibility. With you, there’s always a possibility.”

I ground my thumb into the same spot, where she was already so fucking wet. “Someone’s turned on.”

She held my arm, trying to push me deeper between her legs. “I need you.”

“Is that what you were thinking about at the table? How badly your pussy needs me? How good it’s going to feel when I fuck you?”

She leaned her head back, and my mouth immediately went to her throat. “As soon as you started touching me, I couldn’t get the wetness to go away.”

I traveled a little lower, her clit already hardening. “Where did it start … here?”

“Yesss.”

I reached into my pocket and took out the butt plug that I’d brought with me. I fucking loved her ass. Whether I was giving her a finger or a plug or the tip of my cock-all of it was sexy.

All of it turned me on.

All of it made her come so goddamn hard.

“And did it drip all the way down to here?” I was now at her pussy, teasing it with the top of my finger, not going in more than my nail before I pulled back out.

She gripped my arm even harder, trying to drive me in deeper. “More.”

“Tell me.” My lips vibrated against her throat. “Tell me you want me to fuck you, Oaklyn.”

“Please.” Her voice sounded like a gasp. “Camden, I need you. Please.”

I was so hard that my cock ached.

Every whine, every breath that came out of her, just made me want to unzip my pants and bury myself inside her.

“I’ve already heard that you need me,” I growled. “I need to know why. I need to know how fucking badly.”

Her hands were on my belt, button, zipper. She was reaching inside the space she’d just undone, through the hole of my boxer briefs, where she fisted my cock. “I’m going to show you instead, so you can feel just how much I need you.”

Before I could respond, before I could demand an order out of her, her lips were surrounding my tip, sucking the bead of pre-cum from my head, swallowing it.

“Fuuuck,” I exhaled, my balls tightening, my entire body reeling as she pumped her mouth down my shaft. “That’s it.” I held her hair in my fist. I didn’t even need to direct her-she knew just how I liked it. “Is this how hard you want me to fuck you?”

Her suction increased.

“And is this how fast?”

Her hand was working around the bottom of my dick while her mouth could only handle the top. But what she did there, the way she swiveled her tongue and mashed her lips against me, even using her cheeks, was one of the best fucking feelings in the world.

And the way she was going at it, I could easily blow my load down her throat.

I wasn’t going to do that.

I was going to save it for her cunt.

But this tease was fucking everything, and it showed me exactly what she wanted.

While she was down there with her mouth open, I was going to give her one more thing to suck.

I popped my cock out from her lips and fed her the butt plug. “Suck this. Get it so fucking wet that it’ll slide right into you.”

I couldn’t see her face, her eyes, the hunger or need, but as I held the base of the plug, I felt the saliva from each bob of her lips. I heard the sounds it made as she used the same suction as she had on me. And when the metal was just the way I wanted it, dripping and lubed, I brought her back up to her feet, my hand instantly returning to her pussy.

It was even wetter than before.

“Mmm.” I flicked her clit before cupping her pussy, two fingers going straight inside her. “Oh, yes, you’re so fucking ready for me.” I twisted my hand, giving her friction from every angle. “You like having me in your mouth. I can feel how much it turns you on.”

She was against the wall again, the shadow of her body telling me she was spread across it.

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Taking everything I was giving her.

“It’s one of my favorite things to do to you.”

“Yeah?” I lifted her leg and wrapped it around my waist, this position giving me much more access, and I ran the plug around that tight, forbidden hole. “What are the others?”

Her breathing was heavier now. It always turned more labored when I got close to this spot.

“Riding you.” She sighed and drew in more air. “When I take away your control and you become vulnerable and I get to watch you come inside me.”

Goddamn it, that was one of my favorites too.

“I fucking love when you talk dirty to me, Oaklyn.”

I also loved to see her bounce over my cock when she was in the position she’d just described, her tits in my face, each drive pulling the cum out of me.

“Fuck yes.” I pushed the tip into her, feeling her body tense even though she was used to this by now. “What’s another?”

Her hand returned to my shaft, the slickness still there from her mouth, her fingers stroking my length. “When I kiss every inch of your body.”

“Yes”-my lips were right above her mouth, smelling the tangerine and blueberry coming off her skin-“that.”

She winced for just a second while I gently steered it the rest of the way into her ass, her noise then changing to moans. “Ah! Fuck!”

My girl liked this as much as I did.

When I filled every crevice on her body.

I held the base until I was positive it was secure before I released it to go to her clit, brushing that spot from top to bottom, back and forth.

“Oh God, yes.” She arched into me, her leg latching on to the back of mine. “And you know what else I love about kissing your body? When I get on my hands and knees and I get to tease you with my body. When I put my ass in your face and kiss down your legs. When I drag my breasts over your dick and kiss up your stomach.”

“Oaklyn …”