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“No.”

“Then it’s a good thing we’re playing this game, because I’m going to discover all your secrets.” I grip her thighs and run my hands higher and higher until I’m inches away from her sex. She whimpers and shifts, but I move back, leaving her wanting more.

She exhales quickly. “Jaxon?”

“Yeah babe?” I ask, acting casual when I’m anything but. Christ, my dick is aching and about to break through my zipper.

I sit beside her and start the movie again. She leans forward, and I can’t help but reach out and put my hand on her back, because I want…okay fine, I need to touch her, need the connection. Her hair brushes her face as she turns to me and when I’m rewarded with a soft, tender smile, my throat tightens. She turns back toward the TV and I continue to run my hand over her shoulder blades.

“Jaxon.”

“Yeah.”

She laughs and takes the remote, hitting pause. “Oh right.”

“Truth or dare?” she asks.

“How about truth?”

She laughs. “You’re making your next move.”

“You know it.” I tap my chin like I’m thinking about it, and her gaze drops to my swollen dick. I quickly change my strategy.

Okay, some might think this is about me, and yeah, it probably is, but I’m reading the need in her eyes. I stand, and unhook the button on my jeans. “Babe,” I begin. “Nothing fucks me up like seeing you on your knees in front of me.”

She sucks in a fast breath. Jesus, she likes how much she turns me on, and it’s the ultimate fucking turn on for me. Could a guy ever ask for more than that? I push the coffee table back and toss a pillow onto the floor.

“That’s what you like, Jaxon? Me, on my knees…mouth open.”

Mouth open…

“Fuck yes.”

Her entire body quivers as she sinks to her knees before me, and I unzip my pants and pull out my throbbing dick.

“Mmm,” she moans, and opens her mouth.

“Tongue out. Hands on your knees,” I command and she quakes as she quickly obliges. “Eyes to me.”

She glances up at me and I take my dick into my hand and tap it on the crook of her lip as her pretty pink tongue waits for a taste. She blinks up at me and the sheer fucking excitement and arousal in her eyes is enough to make me want to shoot down her throat. I do a fast bit of mental math to keep myself in check.

Once I have the tiniest bit of control, I grab my cock at the base, and tug all the way to my crown, milking the pre-cum from my slit. She holds her tongue out, and I let my cock hover over it, my cum slowly dripping and I swear to God it’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen.

“Jesus,” I murmur as she waits for my offering.

Her little whimpering sounds of need curl around me and when my cum pools on the tip of her tongue, as she awaits my instructions, I struggle to speak. “Taste me,” I finally manage to get out.

She pulls her tongue into her mouth and her eyes slip shut as she moans and savors the taste.

“Do you like that, babe?” I ask, needing her to say it.

“I didn’t think I would. But I do, with you.”

Fuck, I hope she can’t see what her words are doing to me, and not just physically. “You are so sexy, Row.” I reach down, and cup her cheek. “You’re also so good at this, I’m not even sure you need lessons.”

“Oh, but I do,” she answers quickly, obviously loving this game as much as I am.

“Want to play some more?”