Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 92688 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92688 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
“Dallas Kent just gave me a hickey,” I murmured. I reached up to stroke his face. “Do you have any idea how many times I wished for that to happen when we were kids?”
I’d expected him to smile, but he didn’t. There was an odd sadness to him as he studied me, and I regretted saying anything at all. I pulled him back down for another searing kiss. He let me control it, which was something I wouldn’t have expected from a guy like him. We kissed for several long minutes before Dallas began making his way down my body. His big hands pushed my jacket off my shoulders, but he seemed too impatient to work it or my shirt off my body. Instead, he shoved the shirt up and then his mouth latched onto one of my nipples. I let out a hoarse shout and grabbed his head to keep him there, but he easily broke free and sought out the other nipple. His mouth blazed a trail down my chest and over my belly. At some point I’d closed my eyes, but when his hand closed over my cock through my pants, I couldn’t not look at him.
His eyes met mine as he rubbed my dick teasingly over and over, then he was reaching for the button of my jeans. I bit my lip to keep from telling him to hurry up as he carefully opened my pants. I waited with bated breath for him to pull my dick out of my underwear, but all he did was palm me through the fabric.
“Dallas, please,” I begged, even as I arched my back and bucked my hips up to try to get more of his touch. His heavy hand settled on my belly as he held me down, then he dropped his head and began nuzzling me through the fabric. I was writhing with need by the time he finally pulled my underwear aside enough to release my bouncing, leaking cock.
And he gave me absolutely no warning before sucking it into his mouth and to the back of his throat.
“Fuck, yes!” I cried out as I clutched his head in my hands and shoved my hips up. I felt instantly bad when he gagged, but when I tried to pull back, his hands grabbed my ass to urge me on. It was all the permission I needed.
I could have fucked his mouth all night, but within a matter of minutes, he was releasing my still-pulsing dick with a pop and then his mouth was on mine. I could taste my pre-cum on his tongue, and I suddenly found myself eager to return the favor so I could see how different he tasted from me.
But Dallas had other ideas because he reared up onto his knees, then flipped me over. He yanked me to my hands and knees and then shoved my pants and underwear down. I sat up long enough to work my coat all the way off, but when I went for my shirt, Dallas merely shoved me back down onto my hands and knees, then took it a step further and pressed my shoulders down against the seat. The show of dominance had my lust ratcheting up to a whole new level, and when Dallas began bumping his still-clothed crotch against my bare ass, I moaned and reached for my dick. But Dallas’s hand quickly covered mine and he pulled my arm behind my back and held it there so I couldn’t touch myself.
“God, Dallas, hurry,” I ground out. I managed to look over my shoulder at him while maintaining the position he’d put me in. His face was twisted into a mask of fiery need and he was staring at my ass like a starving man. When his eyes met mine, I felt a zap of energy fire through my body and I wondered if I could come just from that. The pressure in my balls was saying “hell yeah” to that question.
Dallas finally released his hold on my hip and the arm he’d folded behind my back as he shrugged off his coat. The jangle of his belt had me sucking in deep breaths, because I knew I was in for a down and dirty fuck.
And I couldn’t wait.
I dropped my head to the seat and tried to think of anything that would keep me from blowing as Dallas got his zipper undone. I closed my eyes when I felt his bare dick pressing against my ass. His flesh was hot and hard, and if I hadn’t been so desperate to feel it filling me up, I’d have turned around and swallowed him down like he had me.
The sound of foil tearing followed, and then cold lube was being swiped over my hole by a greedy finger. The pad of Dallas’s thumb massaged my opening for several seconds before a thick finger finally began to push into me. I bit my arm to keep from crying out as pain flashed through me, followed by a white-hot burning sensation. I expected Dallas to either finger-fuck me to loosen me, or add another finger, but instead, he held his finger where it was and carefully leaned over me. His mouth searched out mine over my shoulder and he began kissing me slow and deep. I got so lost in his tongue mating with mine, that I barely felt him pushing his digit the rest of the way into me. When he slid it out and then back in, I moaned into his mouth.