Dare Me by Debra Druzy Read Free Book Online

his clothes. Pinned him down and straddled him, hovering over her target.
    Adam braced for the blessed penetration.
    “Wait!” She readjusted her position. “On second thought…” Turning head to toe, she wiggled her heart-shaped bottom by his chin as she stroked his length, slow, gradually getting faster. “Let’s try this first. Yin-yang.”
    Sixty-nine was on his mind but was thrilled she suggested it first. “Take it easy down there, okay?” he joked.
    She glanced over her shoulder with a crooked smile. “Oh, yeah, sure…I’ll go easy.” Gentle fingers cupped his twin jewels, massaging them with care, while her tongue teased the sensitized tip.
    His pulse pounded until it drowned out the jazz from the radio playing in the other room.
    When her lips sealed around him he clenched his teeth. Up and down, her endless rhythm proved too much for him bear. He would lose himself if he didn’t hold on tight.
    Clasping her thighs, he pulled her down within reach of his kiss. Held her steady with one hand on the soft curve of her hip, while the other hand joined his lips as he slipped the middle finger inside her.
    God, she was tight. Just right for the taking. Patience…patience. He coaxed his climax away from the edge and slipped in a second finger to distract her, wrecking her momentum. He must have hit her sweet spot because it triggered a muffled cry that vibrated from her lips to every cell in his body.
    “Oh. My. God,” she wailed before collapsing.
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    Misty squeezed her eyelids tight, praying the room would stop spinning.
    Sure, it was a while since her last sexcapade , but this was just foreplay, what would the real deal do to her?
    “Are you okay?” He rolled her limp body aside then stood. “Lemme get’cha some water?”
    She struggled to the headboard but her chignon made it impossible to rest comfortably on her back. “I haven’t…I mean, I wasn’t expecting you to be so…skilled at that . I couldn’t keep up. I thought you’d finish with me.”
    “I wanted it to be good for you so I held out.” A small proud grin cracked his concerned face before turning wolfish. “But don’t worry, I will. After you get your head on straight. Here, let me help you with this.” He sat beside her and pulled bobby pins from her hair and dropped them on the nightstand.
    Deft fingers found the most hidden pin like the expert he was at finding her G-spot. After he unraveled the sections and unwound the rubber band holding the ponytail painfully in place, he massaged her scalp, behind her ears, at the temples. Before her eyes rolled back in bliss, she caught a glimpse of the tiny red light coming from the tripod.
    She nudged him with an elbow. “I think you left the camera on.”
    “Yeah. I know.”
    “Oh?” She resigned to the power of his hands as he pushed her belly-down on the bed.
    “Let’s try this…”
    She peeked over her shoulder, curious. “Try what?”
    He flipped open the lid on the bottle of oil and shot a stream into his palm. Instead of beginning with her neck as she expected, he hooked a hand around her ankle and pressed his slippery fingers into the tender sole that suffered the brunt of her spiked heels.
    She groaned in delight as he worked the magic on the entire foot, between each toe, concentrating on the arch and Achilles tendon before giving the same attention to the other foot.
    All the while, as she enjoyed this healing treatment, she couldn’t take her mind off the incessant little red light. “Does it go off on its own?”
    “Does what go off?”
    “The camera.”
    “What about it?”
    “The light.”
    “Forget about the camera.”
    “I can’t. It’s aimed right at me.”
    “Technically, it’s aimed at the bed in general.”
    “You’re not photographing this are you? Is this your idea of glamour shots?”
    “Nooo.” Adam shifted position, setting her feet outsides his knees, leaning over to rub the inside of her calves with equal pressure. “It’s