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I gripped her t-shirt, jerking her inside my room. We stood face to face in front of the door, neither of us talking as my breathing picked up. I captured her lips with my teeth, biting harshly, before I tasted her, getting my fill. Her lips were completely responsive to mine as she took back with a greedy tongue before I pulled away.

“This isn’t a game, Dallas,” I mumbled, holding her lip between my teeth before I let it go.

“Seems like fun to me,” she said in a whisper, her eyes beckoning me. She was avoiding our connection purposefully and was refusing to let me in. She had turned the tables, and I didn’t know how to handle it.

“Okay, Dallas, you want to do the fuck between friends thing, I’ll treat you like every other girl. Which means this,” I said, leaning over as I lifted her skirt up and ran my fingers along the top of her panties, “is mine and you will do exactly what I tell you to for as long as I tell you to, got it?” She nodded yes, her eyes filling with heat.

I turned her away from me, pressing her forehead against the door. I heard her moan as I licked the nape of her neck and my fingers found her ready and willing. After fumbling with a condom, I was buried inside her, thrusting hard.

“This is what you want, Dally?” I questioned, pounding into her as her nails clawed the door, grappling for something to hold on to.

“God, yes, Dean. Don’t stop!”

“This is all you want from me!” I lashed out, angry at how incredible she felt.

“Please…please don’t stop,” she begged.

“So you like being fucked?” I bit out, slamming into her, harder, deeper as I pistoned my hips.

“I like you fucking me, Dean. Don’t…stop!”

I made it a slow, torturous punishment as I repeatedly stopped her from letting go every time she was on the brink.

“Let me come, Dean.”

“No!”

“Let me come!”

“NO!”

She bent over further, making my reach deeper, meeting my thrust. I cursed as she tightened around me, coming hard and screaming my name. A heartbeat later, my orgasm spilled into her as I grabbed her. We slumped onto the ground, gasping for air. We both lay there half-dressed, thoroughly fucked, and panting. We didn’t speak as we caught our breath, our eyes locked. I sat up after a few moments, shaking my head as I mumbled, “I never wanted to just fuck you, Dallas.”

“Let it go, Dean. I am not the girl you think I am,” she fired back.

“You are exactly who I think you are…You are the girl who cleaned my house when I had an out of control party and passed out and was too sick to clean it for myself.”

“That’s what friends are for.”

“You are the girl who literally talked my best friend off a ledge when he caught his girl cheating.”

“Nolan was one of my best friends, too, Dean.”

“You are the girl who picked me up every single day for school when I broke my leg on the senior trip.”

“Yeah, I’m that girl. If you want to show me you care for me be there for me always and don’t hold this against me. I did a lot of that stuff because I had a horrible crush on you, it seems silly now, don’t you think? You’ve screwed half the girls on campus. It’s just not realistic for you and me to be a couple, but I want you, Dean. I can’t help it and I know you want me, too.”

“Not this way,” I snapped then pulled my pants up. Her words crushed me. I had no idea how to come back from

that.

“Dean? Come on! This isn’t fair. I waited for you for a year in high school. You never made a move. I got over it, now you are going to hold it against me for feelings you refused to show me you had?”

“You were barely sixteen and that sick fuck Reiner obviously didn’t have a problem with it, but I did. I couldn’t be physical with you and live with myself. I wanted you so badly, but if I had touched you, I knew it would have been the end of me. You weren’t ready, Dallas.” I sat against the door, my knees drawn up and forearms sitting on top of them. “You were way too young for anything serious, and I couldn’t handle the age difference, period.”

She looked completely stunned, as if I could knock her over with a feather.

“I spent three years crying over you, Dean Martin, wondering what in the hell I had done that was so bad to lose you. I thought it was Reiner and you are telling me you cared for me so much you had to stay away?”

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