“Beau, baby, Carter admires your determination to be a self-sufficient man, and he deeply loves his family, which includes you,” Dash explained, oblivious to all the sexy time pheromones I was throwing down.
“I wish you’d use my income to help pay our bills. I liked it better when we combined our paychecks,” I said, bringing up a topic sure to divert Dash from any more talk of Carter.
“I keep forgetting to tell you that the Dallas house is ours. We won,” Dash said in his own diversionary countermove, finally making it to the top step with me. We were now eye to eye, Dash’s smile spreading.
“Congratulations,” I said, falling in step with him as we moved toward the bedroom.
“Joy reached out to me. My father had a meltdown with the news and fired his lead council.”
“I bet,” I said. Whether Dash showed it or not, he was joyful about beating his father. I was too. “And you haven’t heard from your mom or any other family?”
“No. Thankfully.” We were in a lifestyle reminiscent of an old married couple. Instead of tugging off each other’s clothing to throw down in bed, I headed for the closet, and he followed. The overhead lights flipped on as we entered. “I saw Scott’s YouTube channel. I was surprised he posted both his and your shared videos. Has he noticed that you beat him every time? It’s funny. The comments bust on Scott.”
“He’s got baby brain,” I said, letting that be enough to explain where Scott’s head was anymore. I toed off my shoes and worked the buttons from the front of my dress shirt.
“With three children in four years, I bet he’s always going to have baby brain,” Dash said. We shared a look that meant no truer words had ever been spoken, then continued to undress.
“We’re godparents to four energetic young girls. I’m not gonna lie, they’re pretty special,” I said. By mentioning my tinybaby sister Kailey, one of the four young girls in our lives, caused me to worry. I wasn’t sure almost five years was enough time to truly vet Carter as a stable guy. What if there was a hidden alcohol problem, or something more devastating that put my mom and baby sister in a bad way?
I headed off to brush my teeth, and Dash trailed behind me. “I’ve been thinking about the Dallas property. What’re your feelings about putting it up for sale and having Amelia relocate here with us?”
“Oh joy. A light, witty conversation,” I said. The next few minutes were quiet, I didn’t like talking while brushing my teeth. When I was done, I reached for a hand towel and continued, “Has something happened? You playing hero again?”
“Let’s not go overboard with the praise. I’m not in a virtuous mood,” Dash said, turning me to where my ass hit the bathroom counter.
He slid his palms down my back then over the swells of my ass. He squeezed both cheeks as he pressed a kiss on my lips. Where I was ready to tongue and teeth the kiss, he backed off.
“I apologize for all the challenges I’m creating for you. I didn’t fully grasp the time and effort involved in this career choice. Stick with me. You’re perfect the way you are. Every part of you still stuns me.” Dash pushed his hands inside the waistband of my underwear and caressed his way to the front. “Why wear underwear?” He curled a hand around my shaft. His other had shoved my underwear down until it pooled at my feet.
I arched into his touch. My hips pitched forward, driving into Dash’s fist. Extreme desire drove all the feels inside my body, but my head wrapped around Dash’s words. “What’ve I done really wrong? Why am I good the way I am?”
“Nothing,” Dash murmured, lowering to his knees. He darted his tongue forward, swiping at my already beading tip. My vision zeroed in on my guy swallowing me directly into his mouth. Jeez,he knew how to blow me, doing everything to drive me crazy. Dash sucked me straight into his mouth, deep diving down my cock until my tip hit the back of his throat.
From the go, I whimpered unintelligible words while I gripped the edge of the countertop, digging in before my desire spun me out of control. Dash bobbed and licked his way around the entirety of my cock. It had been too long, maybe three weeks, since we were together in this way. I loved Dash on me. My orgasm already brimming, ready to release at any given swipe. At the same time, I gripped the base of my shaft with my rough palm, pushing my cock farther down his throat. Dash took it with ease, trailing his fingertips lovingly up the inside of my thigh.
The caress tickled until my balls landed in his palm. He gave a solid tug. Man, I liked that move. His talented hand and sinful mouth worked in unison. What a heady mix of love and pleasure. My guy knew me so well.
The thrust of my hips couldn’t be helped. My free hand went to Dash’s jaw and chin, holding him in place while I fucked his mouth. I liked it rough, but he craved domination, wanting me to cut off air. He gagged around my cock. His eyes were screwed closed as his hand stroked his own dick. The sight had my balls drawing up tight into my body.
“Bed,” I panted, not a hundred percent sure that I said that word aloud. I recovered quickly, though. I was good for a couple of back-to-back orgasms.
Dash was reluctant to let me go, only pausing due to the shove I gave against his jaw. That sexy mouth released me with an audible pop. Instinct, more than any real plan I had developed, moved me away from Dash where he remained on his knees, tracking me as I went into our bedroom. He followed in that stealthy, tracking of prey kind of way. Oh man, his desire turned me the fuck on.
I carelessly tossed the comforter off the mattress to the floor and slid onto the freshly changed sheets. Splayed across the bed, I bent my muscular legs at the knees, butterflying my thighs open. Heat rushed through my body at the sight of my beautiful guy crawling between my legs. My cock jutted in Dash’s direction like a heat-seeking missile, knowing exactly where it wanted to be.
“You’re gorgeous,” Dash whispered, pressing his lips to the inside of my thigh. “It turns me on to see you this way.”
Need churned within me, my slit leaking as he crawled all the way up my body to press those full lips against mine. He didn’t deepen the kiss or linger. Instead, he rose inches above me, his hard as steel cock settling in next to mine.
“Never doubt your significance in my life. Our bond’s strong and forever. Tell me you agree.” The solemn tone didn’t match the sweet longing in his eyes.
Even with the complexities of his world, my mate was still devoted to me. I lifted a palm to his cheek, my thumb sweeping light caresses anywhere it could reach. The other hand sought his ass, kneading the flesh there. “Absolutely. I get what’s happening, why you’re working so hard. It won’t last forever. I’m proud of you.”
His lips again descended, his tongue swiping directly into my mouth. I tasted my essence as he lavished me, leaving me breathless and eager for more. His skilled lips sucked and nipped their way down my chest, certain to leave small marks down the path he took. My fingers tangled into his silky strands as he took his time delving into the ridges between my stomach muscles.
At my obliques, he licked a wet path over to my needy cock, twitching for his touch. But he denied me. His nose tickled and nuzzled the hair there until his mouth reached my sac. Oh fuck, he was wicked, drawing each ball into his mouth, melding andmolding them until my world centered right there between my legs.
I gripped the sheets, fisting the fabric as my ass pitched forward, wanting Dash’s undivided attention there. Jeez, I’d been with Dash so many times, but somehow, he played my body like his own personal instrument, taking me to the brink over and over again. I was still head over heels in love with my guy.
