My clit swelled with excitement at his words. He ripped open a condom and rolled it on. I pressed back against him, excited when he offered me the tip of his cock. He pushed into my pussy. Each inch felt like it would be the last, but it wasn’t.
“Fuck, Dakota,” I breathed, digging my nails into the table as I tightened around his shaft.
“You’re mine for the night, right?”
His hands ran across my hips, up my back and then, back down to my ass where he squeezed me hard enough to leave a mark. I moaned, in love with his rough touch.
“Yes,” I confirmed. “I’m yours.”
For as long as you want, I wanted to add.As long as you need.Hell, as long as I was breathing because being with him felt better than anything I’d ever experienced.
“You sure you’re ready for that?” he teased and gave me one firm thrust.
“Dakota,” I begged.
“Okay,” he chuckled and gave me what I wanted and so much more.
Dakota Wells fucked like the athlete he was. He didn’t like slow, sensual strokes. His cock pounded in and out of me with force and purpose. I felt myself stretching to accommodate his wide girth. With every thrust, it felt like he somehow went deeper. My pussy drenched him. I could feel the wetness dripping down my legs as he claimed what was his.
“I knew you’d feel good, but I didn’t expect it to feel like this,” Dakota said. His hands squeezed my hips as he quickened his already lightning speed pace. “Damn, Emmy—”
He cut off when his orgasm hit. I could feel the warm cum fill up the condom. My pussy clenched around him, making the climax linger. He moaned, digging his fingers into my ass as he tried to get a hold of himself.
Dakota stayed inside of me for a second before letting himself slip out. My knees went weak when he knelt down behind me. I didn’t think he had any energy left after fucking me so hard. I moved, but he pressed a hand against my back.
“I promised I’d clean you up,” he reminded me before moving in to lick my pussy.
I nearly lost my mind. My knee pressed hard into the table, trying to steady my body. I stayed bent over as Dakota ate me out. Yes, he cleaned most of the wetness, but the warmth of his tongue encouraged an even bigger mess. He moaned against my clit, and I arched my back at the feeling. His fingers gripped my thighs, trying to part me so he had more room to suck and please. When I came, I almost slipped off the table. He held me steady, determined I experience every second of pleasure.
When he finally pulled away, he trailed kisses up my back and across my shoulders. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of his mouth on my skin. He pulled me close against him, and I felt a semi-hard dick pressed against my ass.
“I wasn’t expecting it’d feel that good,” he confessed in a hoarse voice between kisses on my neck.
“Neither was I,” I said, leaning into him and loving all the attention he was still giving me. “Only flirting sucked.”
He laughed. “It did. Shit, it did.”
Chapter 20
Heofferedtodriveme home in the golf cart. The rain had come to a stop. As we made our way across campus, the street lights reflecting on the wet concrete gave off a fuzzy feeling. It felt like everything was a dream. I tried my best to keep from smiling too much. It was difficult to look normal when the guy beside me fucked me senseless minutes ago. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t on cloud nine.
We didn’t say anything until we got on my street. I stayed silent because I felt content and assumed the same for Dakota. He stopped the cart at the edge of my driveway. I looked over to realize he seemed more confused than satisfied. My stomach twisted with worry.
“Are we…?” I started and winced a bit at the obvious fear in my voice. “Okay?”
“Yeah, of course.” Dakota’s weird look faded a bit when he met my gaze.
“You sure? Because you look like you’re thinking hard.” I glanced over at my house to see if there was anyone on the porch. Thankfully, it was empty and it looked like only my brother’s car was in the driveway. Knowing Kai, he was probably already asleep for the night.
“I am.” He turned off the engine and stayed quiet for a moment before adding, “What just happened? I have to ask. You don’t have to answer.”
“We had sex,” I teased with a nervous laugh. “Good sex, I think.”
“You think?” He raised an amused eyebrow.
I shook my head. “I know. It was indisputably good.”
“Indisputably,” he repeated. “I’m glad to hear. But you know that’s not what I’m talking about.”
