Page 28 of Covet (The Red #3)
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Gabby
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W hen the Uber pulled up to my place, I already knew what I was going to do.
Opening the door, I climbed out and paused. “Want to come in?”
His grin was all wolf and arrogance. Damned if I didn’t love those qualities in a man. The cockier the better. It was that much sweeter when they surrendered. “Absolutely.”
We went inside. It was 4am. The city would be alive within the hour.
Sunrise threatened. People would begin their daily grind and tell themselves what they needed to make the hours palatable.
I adored not being married to those shitty rules.
If I wanted to party and dance and fuck all night, it was on my terms. And Max shared that same philosophy.
“How drunk are you?” I asked.
Damned if he didn’t get me hot with the way he eyed me, like a feast he wanted to devour. “I sobered up on the trip home. But if the question was about if I can service you properly, that’s never been a problem.”
I smirked. “Service, huh?”
“Any way you want, Gabs. Isn’t that we’re here for? Or are we gonna keep playing games?”
I studied him, loving the way he surprised me.
Sometimes, he confronted, and others he did what I wanted.
I kept fantasizing about our bathroom tryst. Remembered gripping his dick and letting him come all over himself.
I kept wondering what it would be like to finally fuck him properly; in all the ways I imagined. That was the easy part.
It was the other stuff that threw me off.
I actually enjoyed his company. It snuck up on me. His sharp humor was similar to mine, with an edge that made our banter fun. I wasn’t sensitive and rarely got mad, which allowed Max to be less guarded.
Max intrigued me from the beginning, but I’d assumed he was one-note. Selfish with conversation. A sloppy listener. Too enamored with himself to bring anything interesting to the table. Landon said he satisfied her in bed but I figured he wouldn’t be adventurous, especially once she fell for Adam.
But since spending more time with Max alone, I found hints of a deeper level I wanted to explore.
“Thought you enjoyed our games,” I said wickedly, my gaze dropping to his crotch.
“Oh, I do. You got the proof of that all over your pretty fingers.” He stepped forward, closing the distance.
His blue eyes were predatory and full of lust, which turned me on.
There was nothing better than the intense mess of wanting someone so bad, you didn’t care how it happened.
The freedom in sex called to me and I refused to apologize or make excuses just because I was a woman.
“And loved every minute,” I purred.
For every step he took forward I took one back until I bumped against the wall.
Max caged me in; hands framing my face; thighs bracketing mine.
His gaze locked in. Slowly, he leaned in until his chest pressed against my breasts.
My panties were already soaked from his sudden dominance.
I adored not knowing what my partner was about to do. “So, what’s next?” he drawled.
I licked my lips. “How about a game?”
His low laugh caressed my ears. “Fun. What do you want to play?”
“Truth or dare.”
“How do we find a winner?”
Sweet anticipation flowed through my veins. “Whoever breaks first loses. Can’t do more than two dares or truths in a row. Winner gets their choice of prize.”
Those blue eyes gleamed with raw hunger. “Oh, I like that. Wanna go first?”
“Sure.” I leaned in and brushed my lips with his. “Truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
“Take off your pants and underwear.”
He blinked. Surprise flickered across his face, as if he had no idea getting naked would be this easy.
I hid my smile as he quickly stripped, throwing his clothes to the side.
His dick was thick and hard and already wet at the tip.
I took my time staring, watching him squirm as the sexual tension pulled painfully tight. “Very nice.”
“My turn. Truth or dare?” he asked.
“Truth.”
“Did you ever fuck anyone in our friend group?”
I caressed his cheek and rubbed my thumb over those soft, full lips. “That was a waste of a question. I told you before—I never fucked Adam. Or Coop. Or Noah. Or…you.”
“Yet.”
“My turn. Truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
Oh, he was doing so well for my master plan. My body was practically thrumming with pleasure from this delicious build-up. “Touch yourself until you’re almost ready to come. Go slow so I can watch what you like.”
“Fuck, Gabby. You trying to kill me?”
“Do it.”
He grasped his big dick and began to stroke.
My greedy gaze took in every motion, noting he liked long strokes from root to tip; rubbing his thumb over his weeping slit, then repeating the motion.
His eyes grew hazy and his muscles tensed as he worked himself to the edge.
Low groans and harsh breath filled the silence.
“You’re so perfect,” I murmured, egging him on. “I love watching you like this. I keep wondering how good you’ll taste on my tongue.”
His head arched in torment and he stiffened.
“Stop!”
His hands fell away. Struggling for control, he shook his head, trying to refocus on my face. I kissed him as a reward, biting his lower lip, licking into his mouth. “Your turn.”
I waited for him to break but Max was stronger than I thought. “Truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
“That’s your last truth card,” he reminded.
I smiled. “And it’s your last dare.”
“Hmm. Tell me something in your past that no one knows.”
I didn’t hesitate. “My parents were overly religious and strict. They thought I’d go to hell if I engaged in any type of sex so they kept a close watch on me.
Made me go to church all the time and didn’t let me have close friends.
Refused to let me go to prom or after school activities in case I was tempted. ”
The empathy in his eyes was nice. I’d never confessed my secrets to another person—too afraid they’d use it against me to judge. “I’m sorry, Gabs. That sounds hard.”
“It was. I got my revenge by losing my virginity in their church, in the same pew they prayed every day. I snuck in with Tommy Bailer and we did it right there, with the statues of Jesus and Mary watching us.”
His eyes widened, and then he began to laugh. “Holy shit, that’s amazing.”
“Well, the sex wasn’t but the experience was.”
He stroked my hair in a gentle manner. “You’re something else. I can’t imagine being controlled like that. Do you have any contact with them?”
I shook my head. “They disowned me when I left. I’m finally on my own, though. It’s what I dreamed of. I don’t need them anymore.”
The admiration in his gaze surprised me. Something passed between us, deeper than sex; an understanding that allowed me to breathe a little easier. I had no idea what was happening so I quickly re-focused, getting our game back on track.
“Truth or dare?”
His grin was lopsided and charming. “Truth.”
“Tell me one terrible thing you did. Something you never told the truth about.”
His erection went from full staff to limp, but I’d expected it. Max stared at me with suspicion.
“The game stays between us, Max. Whatever we say to each other in this room is between us. I swear it on my life.”
He kept still, obviously struggling to decide if he was going to walk or put an end our interaction. I held my breath and waited. His response was key to everything. I don’t think I’d continue if Max didn’t take the leap. The truth was integral to our relationship moving forward.
In that moment, I realized how badly I wanted him to trust me.
“I cheated on Landon. The video was real and not fake. And it wasn’t the first time I cheated.”
Giddiness exploded in my veins. His truth was a precious gift, and brought us closer to our finale.
I didn’t let him linger on his admission.
Pulling his head toward me, I kissed him wildly, my hands stroking his cock, rewarding him for the unpleasantness of confession and showing him the rewards that would come.
His physical body won the war with his thoughts, and soon he was kissing me back, pushing into my fingers, begging for release. I tore my mouth from his. “Ask me.”
“Truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
Triumph carved out his features. “I dare you to get on your knees and suck my cock.”
I did. In one swift motion, I dropped to the floor, opened my mouth, and took him deep.
His groan was like a song, and immediately he grew to full staff under the steady suction of my lips.
I swirled my tongue around the weeping tip, scraping my teeth ever so gently over his length, using all my skill to bring him excruciating pleasure.
My fingers caressed his heavy balls, lightly squeezing, and his cock bumped the back of my throat as he thrust forward.
I took it all. Hummed my pleasure through every suck and lick and bite.
“Gabby!”
I stopped. His cock popped out of my mouth, red and throbbing. “Truth or dare?”
“Ah, fuck.”
“Truth or dare?”
“Dare, okay!”
“Turn around and bend over. I’m going to punish you for cheating on Landon.”
He blinked. “Are you fucking serious?”
I held his gaze and smiled real slow. “Yeah.”
Shock flickered over his carved features. He didn’t move. Neither did I.
And then he turned around and bent over.
I closed my eyes at the rush of arousal. If he brushed my clit I’d come right now. It was too much—his sweetness of surrender, his willingness to play all out, his secrets being spilled only to me.
I rubbed his ass first, scraping my nails over the tight muscles.
Reached around to play with his cock, making sure he was still hard and ready to go.
I gave him as much pleasure as he could stand, until he was bucking back and practically begging, and then I raised my palm and slapped his ass hard.
He jerked. Stayed still. Waited.
I did it again. And again. My palm stung and his ass got red and I caught the moan he tried so hard to muffle. When I was done, I praised him and stroked him, pushing his shirt up to stroke his spine and place kisses over his back.
He began to shake and I knew he was at the edge.
I urged him to standing position, but dropped to my knees again, rubbing my cheek against his dick, telling him he was perfect and hot and everything I ever needed.
“Gabby, I?—”
“Last one, Max. Just one more time and I’m going to reward you so good.”
He shuddered. “Truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
“Same question you asked me. Tell me something terrible you did that no one else knows.”
Instead of answering, I attacked him with my mouth, sucking hard, working him all the way to orgasm and holding him there for a few precious seconds. Then I spoke.
“I was the one who leaked the video, Max. The one where you cheated.”
And then I took him to the back of his throat and with a loud roar, he came in my mouth.