“I don’t want to go either… I just want to stay with you.” The words come out choked, but it’s all I can manage. Heat rises in my cheeks, a quiet hunger burning somewhere deep inside me.
“Firefly,” he murmurs.
“Yes?”
Dallas doesn’t answer. Instead, he places a hand on my cheek, cupping my jawjuuusttighter than necessary, his eyes burning into me.There’s a shitload of burning happening right now; I feel like a soldering iron is about to strike my…
My lips part, a sharp gasp escaping them as he growls, “You’re sofuckingperfect, Annabeth Harrington.” And he lunges for me.
Our lips meet with an unstoppable force, our souls colliding. He deepens the kiss, opening my mouth wider for him to trap my tongue between his lips. He sucks hard, and the pressure combined with him rolling his own tongue against mine sends a rush of arousal through my centre.
I groan against him, my body acting purely on instinct as we connect. His free hand roams my curves, the other still firmly planted on my jaw. Dallas grips my hip, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pulls me even closer, our bodies barely separated.
“I can’t stop thinking about you. I can’t fucking get enough of you,” he breathes through individual kisses. “You’re driving me crazy, Annabeth.”
He lifts me by my ass, wrapping my legs around his waist. I’m carried in his arms until my back presses up against the door of his ute. His hips grind into me, the friction of denim against denim making my pussy throb with anticipation. Iknowhow thick he is. The thought of him taking me right here is enough to make my mouth water.
“Please,” I beg. “Please, don’t stop.”
“Wasn’t planning on it,” he replies.
He trails kisses down my jaw towards my throat, his beard brushing against the sensitive flesh making the hairs on my body stand at attention. Goosebumps line every inch of me, heat rising inside me withevery touch.
His hand rolls around the front of my hip, sliding between us and unbuttoning my shorts. My zip opens in one fluid motion. His skilled fingers toy with the fabric of my panties. I buck my hips against him, every inch of me is begging for more, desperate for his touch. Ineedto feel him inside me.
“Dallas,” I pant, my voice catching in my throat as he plunges a finger into my tight heat, giving me a taste of the fullness I’m craving.
“Fuuuck, Firefly, you’re so ready for me,” he grunts, another finger stretching me as it slides in to meet the other.
Each kiss grows more furious than the last, his thumb circling my clit as the two fingers deep inside me coax me to the brink of euphoria. My body shakes against the ute, the pressure of my orgasm building so fast I feel like a ticking time bomb about to go off.
“I’m so close,” I whimper against his mouth.
“I need you,” comes his reply.
“I’m yours.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
His fingers pull out of me, the sudden emptiness making me feel needy as I’m dropped to my feet. He rips my shorts and panties down over my ass till they hit my boots. I step out of them as gracefully as I can manage. At this point, I don’t even care. I’m a ravenous little whore who’s desperate for this man.Myman.
Dallas lifts me again, this time carrying me around the vehicle. He props me onto the tailgate, kissing me hard before his hands grip my hair, and I’m turned around and pressed against the cool, metal tray. I’m aching for his cock to stretch me, fill me. So, you can imagine mysurprise when I hear what I can only assume is his hat hit the dirt, and feel his tongue draw a long lick from my clit to my ass.
My knees shake, his mouth suctions to my pussy as he devours every drop of me. He wraps his arm around my hips until his finger meets my swollen clit, and the tiny circles it draws threaten to unravel me. Dallas grips my thigh with his other hand, holding me steady while he eats his way to my fucking heart.
I’m buckling against him, my entire body on the brink of collapsing as I chase my orgasm closer to the edge with every swirl of his fingers. Every swipe of his tongue against my heat drives me further to my nirvana. He presses my clit, pinching the sensitive bundle of nerves between his fingers, and the overwhelming sensation of pain mixed with the pleasure of his mouth brings me to my climax. I’m shaking, sweating, and panting his name as I come.
My body goes limp, my chest completely flush against the tray of his ute. Dallas’s hands curve around my hips, snaking their way under my shirt until they meet my breasts. He leans in over me and whispers in my ear, “Such a good fucking girl for me.”
And fuck me do those seven words become my undoing. I flip in his arms, my back now half-raised off the metal. I slide my legs up his, bucking myself against him, beckoning him to continue. He raises a brow, his hands roaming my thighs, squeezing just hard enough that Iknowit’ll leave a bruise.
“Firefly, if I start, I won’t stop,” he threatens.
“Don’t,” I breathe in reply.
“You don’t know what you’re asking.”
