Plays Well With Others (How to Date #2) Read Online Lauren Blakely

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Sports Tags Authors: Series: How to Date Series by Lauren Blakely
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Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 100523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
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Most girls don’t want to suck the chrome off your bumper. And hey, no shade on the ladies. I’d be afraid my jaw would detach too.

So, I don’t get my hopes up when I go to her home the next night. I’m more than happy however things go.

Rachel swings open the door, seductively licking a pink lollipop. And all my hopes rise along with my instant erection. Plus, she’s wearing a white cami with no bra.

“Come in,” she says after a long, sensual lick.

“Yeah, I think I just did.” I step inside. An unfamiliar tune is playing from her mini speaker on the living room table. Sounds sexy, in an eighties kind of way. “What’s that?”

“Mood music. ‘Head’ by Prince,” she says.

Someone doesn’t plan to back down. Bless her. Just fucking bless her. “Nice pick,” I say, and this is all new.

The whole setup.

I’m used to doing the seducing. I’ve always taken the lead with sex. That’s what I like, and that’s what a lot of women I’ve been with have liked. But I’ve never walked into a woman’s home with her ready to seduce me.

With her mouth.

The lights are low in the living room but not off. Fantastic. I want to watch her. There’s a bottle of cherry-flavored lube on the coffee table and a hand towel. Right next to a large pink dildo.

I have questions, but I’ve got an answer to the most important one. It’s yes. As in, yes, so far, I like being seduced by her.

She takes my hand and guides me to the couch. “Sit,” she says. Immediately, she shakes her head, embarrassed. “Wait. Sorry. I should, um, get you ready with some foreplay.”

Laughing, I close the distance between us and grab the back of her head. “Sweetheart, I was ready yesterday when you invited me over. I was more ready when I walked up the steps to your home. And I was the readiest when you opened the door sucking a lollipop.” I take the candy from her hand and press a hello kiss to her lips, murmuring over the sugary sweetness of the sucker—she tastes like strawberry.

I break the kiss, setting the candy on a coaster on the table. “There. One hundred percent ready and then some.”

“I had it all planned. I practiced on Little Carter,” she says, then gestures to the sex toy.

My brain is a fried egg on a hot sidewalk on a summer day. “You named a sex toy after me?”

She nods, eagerly. “Yes. Do I get an A plus?”

“You’re a star student,” I say, but I’m a star teacher too. I’ve learned a thing or two about what Rachel needs—some bossing around. “Now, listen, your teacher has a whole lesson for you. And it starts like this. Take off my shirt. Unzip my jeans. And get out my dick.”

Five minutes later, I’m naked on her couch, legs spread like a king, and the sexiest woman I’ve ever known is kneeling between my thighs, running her hands up and down my legs.

I’m shivering.

Fucking shivering.

She drags her nails along my skin, making me hiss. Then she dips her face near my dick and presses a kiss right next to my cock.

Tease. Fucking tease. “Did you tease Little Carter too?”

She looks up and flashes me a sexy grin. “Maybe I did. Maybe he liked it.”

“I bet he did,” I murmur.

“Do you?”

I grip the base of my cock, pointing it toward her mouth, squeezing out a drop of arousal. “Yes. Now, treat me like a piece of candy.”

She flicks her tongue across the drop and then hums. But my tease of a student is so defiant. She still doesn’t take me between those pretty pink lips. She lets her lush chestnut locks fall like a silky curtain over my throbbing cock, then rubs her face against it.

Jesus. She’s like a sex cat, rubbing her soft cheek on my dick, and I’m vibrating with lust. Finally, she flicks the tip of her tongue over the head. It’s so good it’s unholy. “Yessss,” I moan.

She draws the crown past her lips, and my brain pops with excitement. Rachel learning how to suck me off is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I can hardly teach her when she’s written her own lesson plan, and it involves licking the tip with abandon.

When she swirls her tongue under the head, my thighs shake. It’s not just the motion of her tongue. It’s the expression on her face. Delight. The way she sucks me like she loves it.

She’s murmuring against my shaft as she draws me a little deeper. My internal temperature kicks up to thermonuclear.

“Fuck,” I mutter.

I can feel her smile against my dick.

I’m honestly not sure she needs any instruction. She’s clearly been practicing on Little Carter. She’s done her homework. But there’s one thing she could do. “Use your hands too, baby,” I urge.


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