“I want to be just us. If our families and friends can’t accept that, then we’ll deal with it. I love you, Dax.”
He grins down at me. “Ditto.”
Then he seals his mouth over mine. Every thought flees my mind as my need for Dax takes over. It’s been too long since I’ve been with him.
And all I want is him.
I sink my fingers into his back, urging him on as our tongues fight for control of this kiss. He hefts me into his arms, carrying me across the room before setting me down on the counter.
I can’t contain my need for this man. Grabbing the hem of his sweatshirt, I pull it up and over his head. He wastes no time yanking my tank up and off.
My hard nipples brush against the muscles in his chest and I gasp. It’s been too long without his touch. Warmth spreads through me as his fingers undo the buttons on my jeans.
“Please, Dax. I need you now.”
“You’ve got me, Sunshine. I’m almost there. Lift up.”
I do as he says, Dax shimmying my jeans over my hips and butt. Pulling my underwear to the side, he sinks his finger inside my dripping pussy.
“Gah!” My shout echoes around the empty space. “So good, Dax.”
“I love how wet I can make you.”
“Only you,” I purr.
Dax curls his finger inside me as his mouth trails warm kisses down my neck, nibbling on the tight buds of my nipples through the cotton fabric.
I comb my fingers through his hair, holding on tight as he lavishes me with attention. It’s everything I need.
“Are you going to come on my fingers?” Dax asks, pushing two fingers inside me. “Or do you want to come on my cock?”
“Cock. Now,” I demand.
“Whatever you want, Chloe, you’ll get. Always.”
Stepping back, Dax pulls his wallet from his back pocket and tosses it on the counter next to me before pulling his dick out.
He gives it a long, slow stroke that has my mouth watering. I grab his wallet and fish out the condom and toss it at him. His eyes lock on mine as he tears it open and slides it down his hard length.
Dax prowls to me and drags himself through my wet pussy. It’s a tease, meant to torment. I can’t wait. Taking him in hand, I line him up and push him inside.
“Fuck,” he bites out. “Why do you always feel so damn perfect, Sunshine?”
“Not nearly as good as you make me feel.”
Swiveling his hips, he starts to move. Resting on my elbows, I relish each thrust of his hips. The feeling of him spreading me wide open.
Each pump of his hips pushes me that much closer toexploding. Every nerve ending is on fire. My toes curl as my eyelids flutter closed. Dax licks and sucks a path up and down my neck.
“Yessss,” Dax hisses. “God, I’ve missed you.”
“I know.” It’s all I can say as he drives me closer and closer to release. He reaches between us, strumming my clit. “Dax!”
I don’t care how loud I am as I come. Stars burst behind my eyes as my orgasm washes over me. It only takes a few more thrusts before I feel Dax emptying into the condom.
“So fucking good, Sunshine. So good.”
“Perfect.”
