Page 6 of Dillon's Heart


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I pull into the garage and hit the button, closing the door. Darkness descends around us as the only light is coming from the vehicle’s headlights. After hopping out, I rush to her door and pull it open. I stop her hand from reaching for the seatbelt. “Let me.” My inner caveman refuses to stay under my skin. Taking her soft, delicate hand in mine, I lead her to the door. Fuck. I’m acting like a teenager.

If she hates the house, I’ll just buy another one. I’ll do whatever it takes to make my curvy little firecracker happy. She walks through the door and turns to gasp. “It’s so beautiful.”

I breathe a sigh of relief when her expressive eyes light up as she glances at my large, open kitchen. I’m suddenly glad I splurged on the professional stainless-steel appliances and marble countertop. “I can’t believe how clean your house is.”

“My grandfather’s housekeeper comes by once a week to do the deep cleaning,” I admit, “but I’m house-trained.” I wink, giving her the hard sell. “I even put the toilet seat down.”

“Oh.” She bites that bottom lip, and I lose my ability to hold back. I pull her curvy body into my arms and groan when she melts against me. A shiver runs through her much shorter frame as my iron-hard cock presses into her softness.

“Yes,” I tell her. “Oh.” I attempt to pull back before I scare her, but she shocks the hell out of me by wrapping her silky arms around my waist. I nearly fall to my knees when she leans up to place her juicy lips against mine. I open my lips and draw her tongue into my mouth, causing us both to moan. Her soft tits press into my chest, and all the blood in my body heads below my waist.

My cock, the only part of my body with the ability to think, reminds me how hard and fast this is moving. I pull back and lay my forehead against hers. “I don’t have any fucking control around you.” As I stare into her lust-filled eyes, I manage to mutter, “I have to stop now before I lose my mind.”

“Now you decide to slow things down?” She throws up her hands, exasperated. Jules twists my light blue polo shirt in her little fists, pulling me closer. “Shut up and kiss me.” Her brave words obliterate the last of my resistance.

“You run the show.” I lift her into my arms and rush for my bedroom before my conscience wakes the fuck up. “I’ll stop if you tell me to.” The last coherent thought I have.

Somehow, we strip and leave a trail of clothes all the way up my curved staircase. By the time I lay her luscious little ass across my navy blue comforter, she’s down to her lacy white bra and matching bikini panties.

I turn on the bathroom light and open the door all the way to let the light spill into the bedroom, needing to see her.

Standing back, I wrap my hand around my cock and give it a hard squeeze while staring at her luscious curves. Wetness coats the inside of my palm, and I use it to lubricate my strokes. Jules blinks as her eyes move over me. “Uh.” She swallows and drags her eyes up to mine. “Is now a good time to tell you that I’m a virgin?”

The room goes dark around me, and I lock my knees, attempting to stay on my feet. She’s fucking perfect. A dream come true. This girl is mine and mine alone. Hopefully, my swimmers do their job and knock her up on the first try.

“Spread your legs, sweetheart,” I growl, using the one remaining brain cell she hasn’t blown, “and show me my pussy. I promise to take good care of it.”

My firecracker’s eyes widen before she slides her silky legs open. My mouth waters as I stare at her pink, intimate lips glistening in the barely lit room. Dropping to my knees beside the bed, I pull her curvy ass to the edge. Leaning down, I run my tongue straight up her juicy slit and catch the drop of wetness slipping from her pussy.

“You’re very good at this.” She places one of her tiny feet on my shoulder. “Just thought you should know.”

I mumble my thanks against her tight opening, “I aim to please.” Sliding my tongue deep, I devour her while my thumb plays with her hard little nub. My cock steadily leaks onto the hardwood floor, impatiently waiting its turn.

Jules grips the back of my head and tugs me closer. “If you please me anymore, I might explode.” It’s a goal. I double-down on my effort, needing to get my girl off at least once before I hurt her. Her tight inner muscles resist the intrusion when I replace my tongue with my finger. She makes the cutest squeaking noise as her silky walls relax, letting my finger slide deeper.

Jules chants my name as her pussy begins to flutter around my digit. Her knees clasp my head tightly, and I almost black out from the lack of oxygen. What a way to fucking go.

“Wow,” she gasps when I drag her relaxed ass to the top of the bed.

“I’m not finished with you,” I warn her before covering her lips with mine.

Jules digs her fingernails into my shoulders and holds on tight when I press my hard cock against her wet center. “The main event.” She swallows and winces, pulling back slightly from the sting.

The thought of hurting her kills me, but I know it will be better if we get it over with quickly. I thrust forward, catching her startled cry in my mouth. “Sorry.” I kiss my way along her silky neck and leave my mark high enough for all other men to see. I rotate my hips in small circles, giving her time to adjust to my size. When she wraps her curvy legs around my hips and pulls me closer, I increase my pace. Each thrust takes my cock a little deeper until I bottom out. Pleasure tingles up my spine as her silky walls clasp my erection tightly. I lift her leg higher on my waist, and the change in position allows my cock to slide forward an inch or two more.

We both gasp when I pull back to thrust again. I pick up my pace, hoping I can fight off my orgasm long enough to finish her, too.

“Come for me, little firecracker.” Tingling roars up my spine, telling me I’m running out of time. Jules follows my order, screaming my name while her silky walls flutter around my cock. I thrust hard, then shiver as my cum spills into her waiting pussy. Fear of scaring her away causes the words of love to stick to the roof of my mouth.

I roll over and pull her satiated body against mine, promising myself we’ll have time to discuss everything in the morning.

CHAPTERFIVE

JULES

"Oh, no," I whisper, my stomach sinking when I see the blue lights flashing in my rearview mirror. For a split moment, I think about going on the lam, but quickly decide against it. I'd be a terrible fugitive from justice. My brothers would probably sell me out anyway. They’ve been snitching on me for exactly my entire life.

I reluctantly pull to the shoulder of the road, praying the officer in the SUV behind me is anyone other than Dillon. I already know it's going to be him though. I snuck out of his bed this morning. It was, quite possibly, the biggest mistake I've ever made in my life. But I woke up with him wrapped around me, completely happy for the first time in my life, and I just… panicked.

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