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I sit there, feeling his words, not knowing what to say to that.You too?This was something I wasn’t used to, guys saying things like this. We stay in silence, just looking at each other, and I know that he is waiting for me to say something, so I say the first thing that comes to mind. “Truth or dare?”
He laughs, hanging his head for a second before looking back up at me. “This again?”
“Truth or dare?” I ask again, and he just stares at me before answering.
“Truth.”
I ask the first question I can think of. “When did you start liking me?”
He doesn’t hesitate. “From when I met you, I was fascinated, but as I got to know you, that grew.” He pauses as I process this answer. “You?”
I smile, remembering. “You drove me nuts at first.”
He laughs, nodding to himself. “I have that effect on people.”
I continue, rubbing my hands on his abs. “But after my parents died, it was like you were the only one who could see me. That scared me and comforted me at the same time. Like you, it just grew from there.”
We smile at each other, pleased by our answers, before he kisses the tip of my nose.
“Truth or dare?” I ask with a mischievous grin, knowing exactly what I want next, but hoping he picks dare.
“I thought it was my turn.” I wait, not budging until he answers. “Dare.”
“So glad you picked that one.” My grin grows almost hungry as I push him back a bit with my hand on his chest, lowering myself off the counter and onto the floor until I am standing flush against him.
I push him back a little bit more until he is against the opposite counter. With my heated gaze, I lean in, kissing his collarbone, kissing further down to chest, then his abs until I am creating a trail of kisses leading south. My fingers fumble with his pants until I am on my knees before him.
His breathing increases, and he looks down at me with a look mixed with hungry, heat and concern as he asks, “What are you doing?”
Pulling his cock out of his pants, already hard in my hand, I watch as he grips the counter behind him so hard his knuckles are turning white, the sight making my core hot and wet, but I want this to be about him right now. I want to make him shake with need. I want to make him beg like he did to me since last night. I want to make him feel, so I say, looking up at him through my lashes, “I dare you to remain standing as I suck on your cock.”
I don’t wait for him to speak as I take the head of his cock into my mouth, licking and sucking as I hear him hiss, his body tensing as he groans, “Mia.”
Sucking on the head, I push my mouth further down his cock until I feel it hitting the back of my throat, and he cries out in pleasure, the sound making me wetter, so I do it again and again, going as deep as I can, over and over.
I hear him groan my name again, but I’m too lost in the taste of him that I’m surprised when I feel his hands under my arms, lifting me up, his cock falling out of my mouth as he stands me on my feet.
“The dare,” I complain, not wanting it to be over, wanting his cock back in my mouth, but all thoughts fly out of the window as he drops my pants, growling. “Fuck the dare.”
He props me up onto the counter, fisting his hand in my hair before forcing my mouth onto his in a hungry kiss. I wrap my legs around his waist, welcoming the warmth of him and needing some relief from the ache that I am all too aware of right now between my legs.
I give a desperate moan when I feel the head of his cock at my opening a second before he pushes inside of me.
I cry out at the feeling of him stretching me, filling me, my eyes rolling back at feeling and needing more of it as he pulls out before pushing back in. His hips move deep and quick, my heels digging into his ass as he continues to devour my mouth in hungry kisses, biting my lip before sucking it.
I claw my nails down his back as I start to feel the build-up.
“Pull my hair,” I demand, and he does without a second of hesitation. I moan at the bite of pain at him pulling my hair, tearing my lips from his and throwing my head back as he continues to fuck me harder.
I cry out as my orgasm builds, “Don’t stop! Don’t fucking stop!”
He leans forward, kissing and biting my neck, the feel of him driving me over the edge as I scream out his name, meeting his thrusts with my own. I ride out the orgasm seconds before he curses, throwing his head back and screaming my name as he follows me over the edge.
CHAPTER 45
MIA
Ilie curled in Riley’s arms, the sound of his gentle breaths filling the space in the bedroom as I drift off to sleep, tired from the day but blissfully happy, when I jerk awake at the sound of my phone going off beside me.
