My thighs felt slick as I moved restlessly under him as he continued to suck and tease my nipple. I widened my legs and rubbed myself against him. At this point, it wouldn’t take much more to make me come.
And I think Dylan knew that.
He ground his hips into mine and moaned softly.
I arched into him. He pulled back and blew against my moist nipple. Then his fingers plucked at my aching tip, pinching harshly, and I lost it.
“Dylan!” I moaned as I went over. It was too much. All of him doing that to my sensitive nipples. My fingers dug into his back, and I rolled my hips against his before jerking to a stop. Then I just held on as bliss thundered through my body.
When I finally opened my eyes, I found Dylan grinning down at me.
“Fuck me. You’re good for a man’s ego, sweetheart. You ready to do that again?”
I smiled shyly back at him before nodding. “Yes, please. And three times a day.”
“Oh, we will definitely be doing that.” He rolled away from me, and judging by the rustling sounds I heard, was quickly disrobing.
I shifted to take my dress off, but I couldn’t reach the zipper on the back. With how tight the dress was on my torso, there was no way I was getting it off on my own. But then apparently that wasn’t the plan.
“Nuh-uh.” Dylan shook his head when he saw me pulling at my dress. “I want to fuck you in that dress. So when I see you in it later being all respectable, all I’ll be able to think of is how I’m the only one who knows what’s under it. Who’s seen and felt you come apart in my arms wearing it.”
“Dylan,” I gasped.
Then he pushed his shirt off and all I could think wasfinally.
Finally I’d be able to trace his tattoos.
Finally I’d be able to lick all those delicious muscles.
Finally he was mine.
He chuckled darkly when he saw my fascination. “I don’t think I have it in me to let you play this round. I need to take the edge off, and then I’m all yours, sweetheart.”
Before I could wrap my mind around that, he stood up and shucked his pants off, and all of him was out there for me to see.
And there was a lot to see.
A lot he was going to try to put inside me in a minute.
My eyes widened.
“Fuck,” he groaned as he palmed his erection in one hand, slowly running it up and down the length. “So good for the ego.” He laughed huskily, and his eyes twinkled as he stood there just staring at me.
I moved restlessly on the bed. I knew,I knew, he liked what he saw, but I felt so much better when he was there next to me—or my favorite on top of me—so I didn’t have time to think.
To doubt.
He reached down and pulled his wallet out of his pants. Then he tossed something onto the bed next to me. A silver square landed on the bed. A condom.
Right. That was important. I was glad one of us was thinking clearly. That had never even occurred to me.
He tipped his head, that hand still on his cock. “I only have one with me here, so we have to make this count.”
“I’m pretty sure they sell those in lots of stores all around the city.” I raised my eyebrows at him.
He rolled his eyes. “I have a whole box at home, but that doesn’t do us a lot of good right now.”
I darted a quick glance at the nearby nightstand.
