Page 44 of Slapdash


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Bloody hell, I’ve missed her passion. Inside, against the wall, I slide my hungry hands inside her chemise. While my tongue plunges her sweetness, I unclasp my belt, and unzip the fly. When I release my painfully hard willy, she tugs my top over my head. Hers comes off next, and I toss it to the floor.

Our bare chests rub together and create a sexual electricity. Breathing hard, I reach behind her back, unclasp her bra, and flick my thumbs over her nipples. In response, she moans. Out of my mind with want, I back her up to the mattress and as I drop her head to the pillow, her nails dig my back. Using a foot, she tugs on my pants, but they get stuck at my boots, so I kick everything off.

Fully naked, I take a beat. Earlier, I promised myself to take my time, but this urgency cannot be denied. I kiss her chin, her neck, and lick the hollow of her breastbone. My lips move down her body until I find her taut nipples.

My beautiful lover arches up, and I react by sucking, nipping, and pinching until the perfect red tips point at the ceiling.

“Dash.” Her legs spread wide but she’s still in her jeans.

Jumping up, I slip off her shoes and socks, and throw them aside. As I pause to kiss her polished toes, she lifts her butt, and I jerk her pants down.

On my knees, I grab her ankles, drag her core to my mouth, and lap up her sweetness. Her nub quivers, I press my flattened tongue to her need, and screaming, she rockets off.

Mad with desire, I piston inside her and ride her wild orgasm while she mews little noises of pleasure.

“Babe, look at me.” My inner fire re-ignites, and as I accelerate, her second high approaches.

My beautiful stubborn babe opens her brown eyes with such love, my spine stiffens, my balls fill, and hot volcanic magma spurts over my sensitive tip.

“Blimey. That was one smashing rumpy-pumpy.” At my ridiculous announcement, she giggles into my chest.

“God, I’ve missed you.”

Chapter 30

Landy

Exhausted from countless orgasms, I conk out. When I wake, Dash’s heavy body rests on top of me, his breath warming my ear. Still connected below, I run my fingertips up and down his spine until he stirs. We both moan when he pulls out.

Resting on his elbow, he grins, lifts his lids, and gazes so lovingly, I swallow hard. We should talk, but later. Right now, I choose to stare into the fathomless depths of his brown and gold eyes.

His palms to my cheeks, he brushes his lips across mine. “Was I too rough, Ms. Magnet?”

“You were perfect, Lord Adrenaline.” Without warning, the timer in my brain dings, I check my phone and hiss, “Oh, shit. My mother is expecting me for dinner.”

I duck under the pillow, and he peeks underneath. “I should come, yes?”

“As I recall you already did.” I start laughing and when he catches my joke, he does, too.

“Smart aleck. What I meant to say, is do you want my company this evening?” At his warm smile, a million melodramatic scenarios run through my brain.

I pull the cotton blanket back over my face. “The evening won’t be pleasant.”

“It can’t be all bad, right?” The innocent lamb hasn’t a clue what havoc my mother’s sharp tongue can wreak.

“Fine, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Later, I call my mom to inform her of my plus one, then sigh heavily.

“We’ll need to make a pit stop at the grocery store. I’ll call us an Uber.”

“No need. I have my rental.” He steps behind me, slips his arms around my waist, and as I lean back against his strong chest, he massages my tight shoulder muscles.

“Relax, babe.”

“Tell you what. Let’s skip dinner. I can think of a far more pleasant way to spend the next few hours.”

“You really don’t want me to meet your family, eh?” When his hands stop kneading, I turn my head, and feel bad I made him frown.

“Oh, don’t take this personally. My mom abhors surprises.” I leave out how she doesn’t care much for me, either.”