“Even though I fucked it up?”
“Hey, you made me laugh, so that’s gotta count for something.” Off goes my shirt and tank. I can’t believe how casually I can undress in front of him now. Used to be, I’d wear a cover-up around him, or at the very least a modest one-piece bathing suit. But he’s made me feel so beautiful lately, it’s easy.
“Wasn’t really what I was going for.”
My underwear and bra are last to go until I’m standing there naked. Dallas takes his fill and doesn’t pretend otherwise. “Well, if you were trying to cheer me up, you did the trick.”
He makes a noncommittal noise, and I’m not sure if it’s in answer to my comment, or if his penis has taken over all brain function at this point.
I wade in up to my knees and pause, letting my body get used to the crisp water temperature. “Can I ask you a question?”
“Shoot.” He’s still staring, but at least he’s recovered his ability to speak.
“Why do you have an ovulation test kit in your glovebox?”
His brows spike. “You snoopin’ through my things, Sweetness?”
“I needed a protein bar.”
He nods and pauses. “Can I askyousomething?”
“Shoot.”
“Why doyouthink I have an ovulation test kit in my glovebox?”
I’m up to my waist now and can’t help smiling at him. I want to jump into his arms and stay floating in this water with him forever. “Because you’re sweet, and you want to help me have a baby.”
“Correct on both counts.” He winks, snaking out an arm and snatching me. I yelp, and he pulls me into his chest.
A drop of water falls from the tip of my nose. “Well, I have unequivocal proof I’m not pregnant at the moment since I’m on my period.”
“Ah.” He nods sagely. “Shark week.”
I break free and splash water at him. He throws his arms up to block it while laughing his ass off.
“You’re an idiot,” I inform him.
“You’re not the first one to tell me that.” He pulls me in again, and I let him.
Without much thought, I reach down and circle his length with my hand. He’s already hard, even in the cool water.
“And what do you think you’re doing, Ms. Sweet?”
“Whatever I damn well please,” I tell him in a voice that sounds like a purr even to my own ears.
I pump a few times, adoring the feel of his hard, velvety cock in my hand. “We’ll need to wade into shallower water for what I’ve got in mind, cowboy.”
There’s no need to tell him twice. He bends to capture my lips with his as he marches me backward until the water hits just to my thighs. I break the kiss and drop to my knees, ignoring the river rocks digging into one kneecap.
The cool water laps at my hardened nipples while Dallas’s cock juts out proudly from a neat patch of hair. I can’t help butmarvel at his defined abs and that delicious V that points right to his thick cock. His thumb caresses my cheek, but this isn’t the time for tenderness. I take him in my mouth in one long pull until the head of his cock hits the back of my throat. I fight my gag reflex with everything I have, applying suction with my mouth as my fingers play with his balls.
His responding groan is loud and long, and it makes me moan over his length. He’s hot, smooth, and so damn hard as I draw him in and out of my mouth, working my tongue over his crown and making no effort to be quiet while I maneuver him with my hands and lips.
Dallas spears his fingers into my hair, and I have the urge to tell him to pull it, but my mouth is too busy. I’ve never been all that aggressive when it comes to sex, but something about Dallas makes me want to find the very bad girl inside of me.
“Fuck. Oh. Shelby. Fuuuuck.” He’s calling out random words while thrusting his hips and fucking my mouth now, and I couldn’t be happier that I’m the one making this man lose control. It’s a powerful feeling, and I’m becoming addicted to it, I’m afraid.
My own desire is a fire in my core, and it burns hotter with every sound Dallas makes until I’m ready to lose my fucking mind. I can feel him harden even more, and I know he’s about to come. He doesn’t pull away, and I wouldn’t let him if he tried. My lips tighten, and I work him faster, meeting each thrust and taking all of him.
