Rich Player (The Dirty Thirty Pledge 3)

That rule was put in place after First Shot became a success, when some women started thinking that because I slept with them a couple of times they had some kind of claim on me. Ever since then it’s been one and done, though not every day like the Dirty Thirty is supposed to be. I turn, and look at Diamond’s sleeping face. We’re far from Green Hills, and she doesn’t know who I am. Venturing back in one more time won’t hurt. Besides, that was the best sex I’ve had in years. I’d be an idiot to walk away after just once.

But I do have to walk away. Those are the rules.

I watch Diamond’s back slowly rise and fall in sleep, and let it guide me to my own.

I feel before I’m fully awake. Heat and slickness and movement. God, it’s been a long time since I’ve had a dream like this, and I don’t want it to end. There’s a flash of coolness as the tongue leaves my cock, and suddenly there’s a warm mouth cradling my balls, sucking one and the other and back again.

It’s not until the sound of pleasure leaves my throat that I realize this is not a dream. Diamond’s body is between my legs, lips wrapped around my balls and she’s sucking them like they’re the best damn lollipop she’s ever had in her life. Suction so perfect that I can’t see straight.

I was already hard, because naturally my body is going to sit up and smile when a beautiful woman puts her mouth on me. But every last drop of blood I’ve got floods to my cock when I look down and see movement under the blanket as she sucks.

I’ve never had a woman suck my balls without my asking—or telling—her too. Diamond is sucking on them like she craves the taste. Like it’s the only thing she wants to do in the world, and she could spend eternity happy, mouth stuffed.

Her tongue teases me, flicking back and forth over my skin as she hums. I think she knows that I’m awake now. Fingers close around my shaft, stroking me while her mouth works, and I curse under my breath. The vibration of her laugh feels fucking good. Fucking miraculous.

Grabbing the blanket, I rip it off both of us, and the sight of her mouth stretched around my balls and her slim fingers working my shaft is enough to make me come right now. The tip of my cock is already wet and anticipating what she’ll do next.

It’s the longest I’ve ever had a woman go down on my balls, and I think I might love her a little for that. Every pull of her mouth reaches deep into my gut and draws out pleasure. Even my shaft jerks every time she sucks me deeper.

Releasing me, she meets my eyes, black hair messy and flying everywhere. Her eyes are sparkling with amusement and arousal. “Good morning.”

“Morning,” I say, voice hoarse.

“I thought I could repay the favor,” she says lightly.

I swallow. “You’re doing a hell of a job.”

Diamond’s smile is as bright as the sun shining through the window. “Wondered if you were a ball man. Decided to find out for myself.” And she doesn’t give me a chance to speak as she sinks down again, enveloping them between her lips.

The feeling is fucking indescribable. Her hand is moving on my shaft again, in time with the suction of her mouth, and my balls start to tighten. I’m going to come, and soon.

“I—” I can’t even finish the sentence. My brain is flatlined with overwhelming pleasure.

I reach down, gripping her hair with my hand, and as good as her mouth feels on my balls, I want to see her swallow me. I want to see my come leaking from her lips. She looks up at me as I grip her hair, and my voice is rough with sleep and pleasure. “Suck me, and don’t stop until my cum is in your throat.”

Diamond moves her mouth back to my cock, and I pull her down onto it, loving the way her lips stretch around my shaft. I’m too big for her, but she’s going to swallow all of me anyway.

I hit the back of her throat, and she holds me deep. I’m so aroused that it’s all I can take. Pleasure barrels through me like a train, and my climax explodes. It fills her mouth, overflowing from her lips even as she swallows me. I don’t think it’s ever going to end. This may be one of the best orgasms of my life.

She grins when I’m finished, releasing me from her mouth, and licking her goddamn lips to catch what she missed. “Holy fuck, Diamond.”

“Happy Birthday.”

“The best present a man could ask for,” I say, reaching for her and yanking her to me. She squeaks as I lift her, pulling her upwards and higher, until I can grab her hips and haul her over my face where I can reach her pussy. “And good girls deserve presents too,” I say before licking her, swallowing that sweet taste that I find so fucking addictive.