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I repeated the slow exit and hard thrust back in.
“Dallas!” she cried out, arching her back and bucking her hips up to meet mine.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” I groaned. I lost all control and began pounding in and out, fast and a little wild. The headboard was destroying the paint job on the wall, and I didn’t have one fuck to give. “Oh, yeah, Brynn. Fuck! Fuck! Oh, fuck!”
Brynn was writhing in need, yelling my name and begging for more. Her pussy was fighting to let go of my cock, and my spine began to tingle again. I bent my head and sucked on her nipples as I slipped a hand between us to rub her clit.
“Come, beautiful,” I commanded. “I want to feel this hot little pussy milking my cock.”
She pressed her head back into the pillow beneath it and let out an ear-piercing scream as her climax rolled over her.
“This mouthwatering, lush body was made to carry our babies,” I growled in her ear. “I want you to take every fucking drop inside you.” Then the feel of her pussy walls massaging my cock pushed me over the edge with her, and I roared, “Brynn! Fuuuuuuck!”
7
BRYNN
Tonight hadn’t gone at all how I’d expected. Instead of spending hours cleaning an office building, I was cuddled against my boss, naked in his bed after giving him my virginity. I wasn’t quite sure how the night had taken such a sharp turn—besides the whole stumbling across them cleaning up a murder scene thing—but I didn’t regret what had happened between us.
Not when it brought me so much pleasure. Physical and emotional.
Our chemistry was strong, and my heart had melted when Dash had said there was only me from now on. Maybe some people would judge me for falling into bed with him so quickly—especially without a condom—but they could go jump off a cliff for all I cared. Life was too short for that kind of negativity. And tough.
Dash was offering me a chance at happiness, and I was going to grab hold with both hands. It had been so long since I’d had someone who truly cared about me in my life. Dash had already shown more concern for my well-being than my sister had since I’d arrived in town. She was too busy walking on eggshells with her creepy boyfriend to worry about me. She probably wouldn’t even notice if I didn’t come back when I’d told her I’d be home after work. But with how closely he paid attention to me, I had a feeling Dash wouldn’t miss if I was even a minute late if he was expecting me to be somewhere.
Rubbing my cheek against his chest, I pressed a kiss to his pec. Then I tilted my head back to smile up at him. “My legs feel like jelly. I’m not sure when I’ll be able to walk again.”
The grin he flashed me sent butterflies swirling in my belly. “No worries, beautiful. I can just carry you everywhere.”
“I wouldn’t put it past you.” I laughed softly, shaking my head.
“Damn straight. Whatever you need, I’m your man.” He patted my butt with a grin. “It’s only fair since I’m the one who fucked you until you couldn’t walk.”
I shifted my legs a little, surprised that I wasn’t more sore than I was, considering the size of his dick. But he’d been right—it fit…and gave me more pleasure than I ever thought possible. “Having you carry me around sounds awesome, but I’m sure my legs will be back to being able to hold me up soon.”
“If not, just let me know.” My stomach let out a loud rumble, making him chuckle. Cheeks heating, I buried my face in his chest, but he tilted my head back again. “No hiding from me, beautiful. And you better not be on a diet or some stupid shit like that. Love your curves just the way they are.”
His compliment wasn’t the prettiest I’d ever heard, but it was real. The sincerity shining from his gorgeous hazel orbs made it clear that he meant every word. “I’m not on a diet. I just wasn’t hungry this morning, so I skipped most of my breakfast, and my appetite wasn’t back by lunch. Then I was in a rush to catch the bus and just grabbed a little snack for dinner.”
“You won’t have to worry about taking buses anymore. If I can’t take you somewhere, one of the prospects will be more than happy to step in. But no bikes. Only man you’ll ever ride behind is me.” He stroked his hand down my spine to cup my butt cheek. “Were you nervous about your interview this morning?”
Even after what Mrs. Acker had said about Dash being able to help, I was in no rush to tell him about my troubles with my sister’s boyfriend. I didn’t want him to think there was even the slightest chance that I’d given him my virginity because I was hoping he’d help me out with Thad. Dropping my gaze, I nuzzled against his chest. “Not really.”
His hold on my butt tightened, and I braced myself for him to push me to explain why I hadn’t been hungry earlier today. Then my stomach growled again, and I felt no embarrassment this time. There was only relief when he slapped my butt before helping me off the bed. “Better get you fed so you have energy for later.”
A delicious shiver went down my spine at the thought of what he had planned for later, and I quickly tossed my clothes back on. Dash tossed me his vest, and I caught it but stared at him in confusion. “You want me to wear this? But aren’t your vests, like…a really big deal?”
Dash laughed as he walked over and helped me put it on.
“Yeah, beautiful. And until I can get one for you, I need you to wear my cut so the other assholes ’round here will know hitting on you means a broken jaw—if they're lucky.”
My mouth must have fallen open because Dash used a finger to shut it, then gave me a quick kiss before walking to the door. I was a little dazed as I followed Dash through the clubhouse and down to the kitchen. After getting me settled at the table in the chair closest to the stove, he asked, “In the mood for anything in particular?”
I was hungry enough to eat just about anything, but nothing specific came to mind. “What can you make?”
“Just about anything if we have the ingredients.” He strode over to the fridge and looked inside. “How about a quick version of beef stroganoff or some chicken quesadillas?”
After hearing his nieces beg him to come over to their house to make pot roast and cookies, I’d known he could cook, but I wasn’t expecting him to make me anything fancy this late at night. I figured he’d offer me a grilled cheese sandwich or scrambled eggs. “Beef stroganoff is one of my favorites.”
