Chapter 14 She rubbed against me, her pussy sliding right over the hard length straining inside my shorts. The friction made my whole body tense. It was almost too much. She could stop this at any second, and I'd let her. I wasn't going to push her, not now, not ever. But the way she kissed me, the way she clung to my shoulders, moaning softly against my mouth...it didn't seem like stopping was what she wanted. Her moans were low, breathy, and addictive. I wanted to hear them again and again. Wanted to see how much louder I could make her get if I touched her just a little more. But that wasn't the point tonight. This was about her. About showing her she was safe with me, with us. That there was no pressure. When her body started to tighten up, I pulled back from the kiss. She looked like she'd forgotten how to breathe, her chest rising with a deep inhale, like the kiss had pulled everything out of her. I gave her a second to settle. She met my gaze, her cheeks bright pink against that pale, freckled skin of hers. "That was nice," she said shyly. I smirked. "Just nice?" She laughed under her breath and looked away, giving a little shrug. "Okay, better than nice. You're a great kisser. All of you are." "And so are you," I said, my hands running slowly down her arms, then settling on her thighs. I watched her for a moment, thinking about something I'd been holding back on asking. I knew it might make her uncomfortable, but it felt important. "Bliss?" She looked up at me, her eyes curious. "Hm?" "Have you ever been with anyone else before?" I paused, then added, "Before us, I mean." Her eyes widened a little. She glanced at Dash, hesitating. "Yes..." I raised a brow. "Sexually?" She shook her head, then nodded, then cleared her throat. "Not really. I mean...kind of. But no, I've never had sex." There it was. I didn't even have to ask outright. I nodded, studying her face as I tried to read her. "Why?" I asked, even though I already had a feeling. She shrugged, looking away again. "Because I never loved any of them. And I don't want to have sex with someone I don't love." I sat back a little, letting that sink in. It didn't surprise me. It actually made sense. "Smart girl." She gave me a small smile, one that said she wasn't sure if I was teasing or being serious. "I mean it," I added. "You've got every right to wait for the right person." She went quiet, clearly thinking something over. When her eyes met mine again, she said, "I think I found the right person. Or, well...four of them, actually." I smiled and cupped her face in both hands, gently brushing my thumbs along her cheeks. "Glad you see us that way, Bliss." "Me too. Because I know you won't hurt me. Ever." "You're right about that." I leaned in and kissed her lips, just briefly. Then I pulled back and looked at her. "But I think you should get off me now. You might not realize it, but you're teasing me here." We both looked down, and she bit her lower lip, a mischievous smile tugging at her mouth. "How are you this controlled?" she asked. "Isn't this...hard for you?" "'Hard' isn't a strong enough word," I said with a dry chuckle, glancing at Dash. "You know the feeling, right?" He nodded and rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah. Definitely." Bliss looked between the two of us, and this time she knew exactly what she was doing with her body. Her hips shifted against mine, grinding her pussy against the bulge in my shorts. "Bliss," I said, firmer now, my hands gripping her waist, "you're not ready for more." "Says who?" "I do. And I know I'm right. You're not ready, and I don't want you to do something you'll end up regretting. Stuff like this takes time. I want you to feel good about the choices you make." "Listen to him, Lissy," Dash said, backing me up. She looked at me and let out a quiet sigh, but there was no frustration in her face. She was thinking about it seriously, and I appreciated that. It meant she trusted us. "Okay," she said. "But...can I at least..." She trailed off, glancing down at my crotch again. "What?" She pressed her lips together and gave a casual shrug. "If we're not having sex...can I at least do something else? Something I've already done?" "Like what?" "Give you a blowjob?" she asked, pointing down at my cock. "That can't be comfortable." That caught me off guard. I let out a laugh. I did take her seriously, but because of how casually she said it, it was amusing. I looked over at Dash, who just shrugged like it was no big deal. He'd already been there with her, and I didn't blame him. I also didn't love the idea of sitting here all night with a damn hard-on. "And afterward," Bliss added, her eyes getting a little wider, "you could maybe return the favor? Ashby said I taste like heaven." That one made me choke a little. Jesus. How the fuck could she say something like that and still sound so sweet? I cleared my throat and tightened my grip on her waist, trying to put a little space between us, even though she was still sitting right on top of me. The heat coming off her pussy was enough to mess with my head. "You sure about that?" I asked, keeping my voice steady. "I'm sure." I looked over at Dash. "And you? You okay with this?" Dash glanced between us and smiled at Bliss. "As long as she's happy, I'm good." I took a breath and patted Bliss's thighs, giving her the go-ahead. "Alright then. Show me what that sweet mouth can do." She moved off my lap and knelt down between my legs, settling on her knees right in front of me. I leaned back slightly and pushed my shorts down, taking them off, and letting them fall next to me on the couch. My cock was there in front of here, resting against my abdomen, hard and aching, and I saw her eyes immediately lock onto it. She didn't look away. In fact, she stared curiously, almost like she was studying it. There was something in the way she looked at it that wasn't just lust. It was admiration, plain and simple. Like she was impressed, even a little in awe. Her expression was soft, thoughtful, and completely focused, and it made my chest tighten in the best way. The longer she looked, the more it affected me. My cock twitched under her gaze, responding to her attention alone. She hadn't even touched me yet, but somehow, her fascination was enough to send heat straight through me. "Fuck me," Dash muttered beside me, his voice tight and breathless. "I swear, I would've come right then if she looked at my cock like that." I let out a low laugh, though there wasn't much humor behind it. It was mostly frustration. "I'm barely holding it together over here, man." Then Bliss looked up at me, completely serious. "Can I touch it?" I didn't take my eyes off her. My voice came out rough. "If you're planning to give me a blowjob, baby...you're gonna have to." She pressed her lips together in a small smile, clearly amused by the obviousness of my response. Then she shifted forward, rising up a little on her knees to get closer to me. Her hands moved slowly, almost cautiously at first, until one of them wrapped around the base of my cock. The moment her fingers made contact, I sucked in a sharp breath, my entire body tensing under her touch. "Fuck..." I hissed, unable to stop the curse from slipping out. Her hand was warm and soft, her skin smooth as she slid it up along my length. Just that light, experimental stroke was enough to make me twitch in her hand. She watched what she was doing with focus, her lips curved in a small, satisfied smile like she was proud of herself. She liked what she was doing, and that was all that mattered. And, shit, just seeing that look on her face, that quiet confidence? It hit me harder than anything else had tonight. I wanted to keep that look on her face forever. Every damn day. "How do you like it?" she asked, glancing up at me for a second, her voice so casual it caught me off guard. Motherfucker. Was she seriously asking me how I liked my blowjobs right now? I let out a shaky laugh and brought my hand to the side of her head, gently cupping it. "Honestly? I'm gonna like it no matter how you do it. Just go with what feels good for you." She nodded like she was taking mental notes, already committed to making this something to remember. I could tell. Bliss wasn't just doing this for the hell of it. She wanted to do it right. And, yeah, I'd been with girls who were skilled. Some of them even were porn-level pros. But I wasn't putting Bliss up against any of that. I wouldn't compare her to others. It was Bliss kneeling in front of me, and that made it different. Special. Then she looked up again and said, totally straight-faced, "I don't have a good gag reflex, just so you know." Like it was a job interview and she was giving me the fine print. I laughed again, but it came out more like a breathless choke. "That's fine, baby," I said, barely able to get the words out as she kept slowly stroking me. "You don't have to push anything." Beside me, Dash hadn't said a word. He was still staring at her hand like he was hypnotized, and honestly, I didn't blame him. But it was only a matter of time before he couldn't just sit there pretending to be chill. His hand moved to his own crotch, rubbing himself over his shorts. I noticed. Of course I did. And it didn't bother me. If anything, I caught myself glancing his way a few times, just out of curiosity. Bliss leaned in closer, her breath brushing over the head of my cock. She hesitated for half a second, eyes flicking up to mine one more time. She wasn't asking for permission because she already had that. But she was asking for reassurance. I gave her a small nod, keeping my hand on her head, fingers sliding into her hair. "Take your time," I said quietly. She lowered her mouth, letting the tip of my cock press against her lips. Her tongue came out first, giving it one slow, careful lick. I groaned under my breath, tightening my grip just a little. I needed something to hold on to. Her lips parted, and she took the head in, and holy shit, the heat of her mouth alone made my thighs tense. "That's it, baby," I said, trying to stay calm, keep my voice steady, even though every nerve in my body was going wild. "Just like that." Her hand was still wrapped around the base, slowly working in rhythm with her mouth. She bobbed her head gently, not going deep, just enough to make it feel amazing. Her eyes stayed half-lidded, focused on what she was doing, as if she was studying the reaction she got with every movement of her tongue, every inch she took. "Fuck," Dash muttered next to me, shifting again. I glanced over and saw him palming himself more firmly now, the outline of his dick visible through his shorts. His eyes met mine for a second, and he gave me a look that told me he was truly okay with this. Dash had always been the closest to Bliss. I knew there were things she only ever told him. Secrets they shared that nobody else knew, despite our family being extremely open and honest. It was different between them, and the fact that Dash was now letting me-and the others-do these things with Bliss meant a whole damn lot. I stopped thinking about Dash and dropped my gaze back to Bliss when she sucked harder. Her mouth dragged up and down slowly, and the way her lips stretched around me, the slick, wet heat that was threatening to make me come way too fucking fast. "Bliss..." I warned, breathing hard now. "You keep doing that, I'm not gonna last long." She pulled off just long enough to smile up at me, her lips glossed with her spit and my pre-cum. Fuck me. "That's kind of the goal, isn't it?" "Shit." I dropped my head back for a second, trying to get a grip. "You're fucking trouble." "Thanks." She licked the tip again, slowly, and I groaned loud this time, not even trying to hide it. "No..." I laughed. "Fuck, not thanks, baby. You don't get to suck my damn dick like that and say thanks so fucking sweetly." I was losing my damn mind, and it bothered me that I couldn't hold it together. I always had my shit together. Always. But with Bliss sucking my dick. Shit... "I know exactly how you feel, cuz," Dash murmured next to me. I ignored him. His commentary wasn't helping, and him watching didn't exactly make this better, either. She kept going, a little deeper now, like she was testing herself and see how far she could take me, how much she could handle. Her hand worked what her mouth couldn't reach, and the combination was almost too much. She wasn't fast, she wasn't rough, but she was determined and focused. Every move she made was about giving. That made it hotter. Dash was fully hard beside me now, breathing heavier than before, clearly fighting the urge to pull it out and join. But he stayed back, watching, respecting the moment. Maybe waiting his turn. Me? I was barely holding on. My hand tangled in her hair. My hips stayed still. I didn't want to force anything. But if she kept this up, I wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. "I'm close," I managed, my voice low and rough. She didn't stop. Didn't even pause. She just looked up at me with those wide eyes and my dick in her mouth and kept going. The tension inside me built fast, pushing me right to the edge. Everything I was feeling hit me at once, and it was too much. It wasn't just the physical part. There were new emotions, ones I hadn't really dealt with before, and I didn't know where to put all of it. So, without thinking too hard about it, I reached over to Dash with my left hand and grabbed him through his shorts. I gave his cock a firm squeeze. He let out a moan, low and breathy, and said something under his breath, but I didn't catch it. I just needed an outlet, and he was sitting right there. Fuck. If I had any self-control left, Bliss had just wiped it out completely. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!