Landy
“What’re you doing?” I yawn, stretch, and blink twice as Dash places a bag of groceries next to the bathroom sink.
“Nothing.” Looking a bit guilty, he kicks a hardware store bag behind the door.
Starving, I shelve all questions about his suspicious behavior and focus on the aromatic Italian food, wrapped in white paper,
Once I finish the amazing eggplant and meat sandwich, I slurp on my coke, my eyes glued to my lover’s heated gaze.
“Bloody fucking hell, I’ve waited long enough. I need to be inside you.”
Heart thumping, I tug off my t-shirt, and spread my legs while my bounty man, shrugs out of his clothes and climbs up my body. Knees pressing my inner thighs open, he latches onto a breast, let’s go, and he blows on the hardened tip.
The temperature notched up, my nails dig his scalp, and as I pull him toward my lips, spikes of desire shoot between my legs
“Dash…” Words fail me as his mouth crashes to mine.
With his tongue plunging in and out, his palms slide all over my body. “Love you so much, I ache when you’re not here.”
“Same for me.” My abs snuggle against his hard length.
Resting on his left side, my clever Brit locates my wet core, growls softly, and swirls his index finger in my juices. To keep things equal, my digits wrap around his cock, but he pulls my hand away.
“Oh no. I insist. Ladies first, luv.” As Dashiell’s brown eyes deepen to midnight, I kneel.
“No more foreplay. Let me ride you.”
Groaning, he flips to his back and holds my waist. His thick length in my hand, I place it at my opening, and slam down.
He arches up, and we both shout.Our connection sizzles at his wicked pace. Matching his thrusts, my boobs bounce, and we move to a beat only our bodies can hear.
Release eludes me and as sweat rolls off my body, he touches my nub. “Light up for me, firefly.”
“Holy shit. Faster. Oh God, I, ahh…” On the verge of the biggest orgasm ever, I close my eyes, but nirvana refuses to come. “Dammit.”
Brows furrowed, he rolls me to my back, and pistons so deep, his tip hits my inner wall. Burrowed inside me, balanced on one forearm, he reaches between us, and launches my nuclear button.
Holy fucking fuck, I blast off while rainbows and unicorns cascade behind my eyelids.Absorbing my multiple aftershocks, he swells and in one last push, ejaculates with such a masculine grunt, I come again.
As the two of us float to earth, a heavy wet blanket of male musk collapses on top of me, and we drift toward slumber-land.
Sometime later, he stirs and jumps up. “Be right back.”
The shower runs, and I follow him to the bathroom where we make love more slowly, working through our emotions via sex.
After he towels me off, Dash reaches in the bag behind the door, and cuffs me to a chain he wraps around the toilet base.
At first, I think it’s a sex game until he places the groceries nearby. “I’ll only be gone for a couple days.”
“Excuse me?”
“Slate will have a bodyguard outside.” The adamant man kicks a bag of clothes closer. “I’m sorry but I can’t do my job if I’m worried about you.”
“Really dude, you intend to leave me here?” My voice screeches an octave or two higher than normal.
“Can you promise me you’ll stay put?” The bounty hunter extracts the truth using his super-power stare, forcing me to look away.
“Maybe you’re forgetting I’m a goddamned, ass-kicking Marine.”
