“Don’t worry, suga,” she said, smiling against my lips. “There are plenty more where those came from. I just want you inside me now. Darlin’, make me yours.”
I groaned at her words and moved between her legs. I fisted my hard cock, moving it back and forth at her wet entrance. And when I thrust inside of her, it felt like heaven. God, her pussy is tight. I held back from coming. “Baby, you feel so freaking good. I don’t know if I’m going to last.” She wiggled her hips and wrapped her long limbs around mine as I thrust deeper into her wet folds. Damn, I never felt like this before. She was snug and warm around my length. My body burned with desire for her. I moved my hips faster, going as deep as I could. I reached underneath to grab her juicy butt, bringing her closer to me.
“Oh my Lord, Yankee,” she screamed, moving her hips up to meet mine. I pulled out my cock and pushed it back in, slipping and sliding back and forth into her juicy wetness. Beads of sweat spread across my forehead as I pumped hard into her.
“Come for me, baby,” I whispered in her ears, sucking greedily on her earlobe as lust took over. Her nails were digging into my skin and she pulled me closer, pressing her luscious breasts against my chest. I felt her tensing up and she gripped me tightly. I knew she was close, and I wanted her to come because I was on the verge of exploding inside her sweet pussy. “Come on, baby. Come for me.”
“Oh, Yankee,” she moaned, her muscles clenching around my cock. “I’m coming. I’m coming.”
I yelled out as my cock thumped uncontrollably and then I shot my load inside her hot, clenching pussy. My cock pulsated as she milked me, and I keep thrusting inside of her as both our bodies shuddered in ecstasy. We held on to each other, savoring our connection. And when I slipped out of her, my semen spilled out of her wet pussy. I was breathing hard as I lifted my weight off her body. I didn’t want to crush her. I was in a daze and looked over at her flushed face in awe. “Baby, that was incredible.” I smiled and wrapped my arms around her. “I love you so much. You make me so happy.”
“I love you too, Yankee,” she said as tears sprang into her eyes. “I never felt like this before. I think that I had an out-of-body experience.”
I laughed, pulling her on top of me. “You’re the best, baby,” I said, feeling content. “I haven’t felt like this either, Dallas Cowboy. You have no idea what you do to me.” I could feel my cock growing hard again because her sexy body was lying on top of mine. Her nipples pebbled against my chest. I reached down to squeeze her juicy booty. “I want you again, baby. Am I being too greedy?”
“No, Yankee,” she said, reaching down to touch her forehead against mine. “I want you too.” She reached down to capture my lips, and for the rest of the morning, let’s just say that we didn’t come up for air. Making love to Dallas was well worth the wait. I was in love more than ever. Yup, I’m in deep.
Chapter Sixteen
Dallas, a few days later
I woke up early to watch Franco sleep. His arms were wrapped around my waist, and I snuggled closer to him under the warm, fluffy comforter. I threw my leg over his hard, powerful thigh and wrapped my arms around his waist. Damn, I’m hot for this man. I tingled on the insides thinking about our hot lovemaking sessions. He completed me like no other. Making love to him was out of this world. Words could not express the way that I felt when we were connected. I never knew that multiple orgasms existed until Franco.
It never happened when I was with Hank. Heck, I barely got an orgasm. I used my toy to finish the job most of the time. My other two boyfriends that I had sex with before him didn’t do a good job either. Franco is exceptional; the best lover ever. It was such a shame that we were leaving to go back home today. Call me spoiled, but I wanted him to myself just a bit longer. He would be on double duty at the fire station when we got back; I probably would not see him until his shift ended. Then my family would be coming up from Texas for Christmas.
We left the cabin only once to go skiing and spent the rest of the time making love. It felt like we were on a honeymoon and the rest of the world did not exist. Franco put my needs first and treated me like a princess. My daddy was the only man who ever did that and now him. I sure did not feel that way with Hank. That should have been a red flag, but my mama kept forcing us together.
I came out of my thoughts when I heard his voice. “Baby, you’re awake,” he said, staring over at me with those gorgeous green eyes. “Come here, sweetheart.” He pulled me on top of him. Damn, I want him again. I stayed horny around Franco. He was turning me into a little sex fiend. “You look so scrumptious.” He pulled my head down and kissed me deeply. I groaned and opened my mouth as his delicious tongue slipped inside. I was already sopping wet and wanted him inside me again. He reached down to touch my booty and I moved against his hardness.
“Make love to me, Yankee,” I moaned, moving against his erection. A sound emitted from him, and then he pushed my thong aside, slipping his fingers into my wetness. “Umm, that feels good.” His thumb stroked my clit while his fingers thrust in and out of me. I writhed against his hand. The sensation is unbelievable.
“You like that, baby?” he muttered against my lips. “I can’t get enough of you.” My body was on fire as he thrust his fingers inside me. I was close to an orgasm. He pulled them out and reached around to grab my booty and whispered, “Ride me, baby.”
My body shivered at his words, and I slid down on his hard shaft. “God, baby, you feel so good,” he groaned as I moved up and down his length. He reached up to squeeze my breasts and my nipples hardened instantly. My body was like a furnace as I swerved my hips back and forth. I wanted him with a fierceness and felt like I was about to explode. I could feel my insides spasm around his hardness and knew that I was about to climax.
“Yankee,” I gasped as my body quivered with need. “I’m comin’.” My orgasm was so strong that I did not realize that I sank my nails into him. He jerked under me and grabbed my booty, pumping fast inside me.
“Fuck me,” he groaned, releasing inside me. I was breathing hard, and he folded his arms around me, holding me close. He kissed my lips softly and whispered, “Baby, I fucking love you.”
“I love you too, Yankee,” I whispered against his firm lips. I was still floating from that amazing orgasm. Hot damn. This man brought out my naughty side. I smiled as I lay my head on his muscular chest and felt his strong arms tighten around me. I curled into him and fell back to sleep.
∞∞∞
A few days later, Beth and I were meeting up with Natalia to pick out Franco’s birthday present. He was on duty until tomorrow, and that sneak did not tell me his birthday was on Sunday. I found out from Natalia by accident when I asked her to go with me to pick out his Christmas gift. I planned a big surprise for him and needed the girls’ help. Engrossed with my work, I jumped when my phone buzzed. It was Beth, and I picked up the receiver quickly.
“What’s up?” I asked, glancing at my computer screen.
“Are you ready?” she said. “It’s almost three o’clock.”
“Thanks, suga,” I said, glancing at my watch. “I got caught up. I’ll be right on out.” I hung up the phone and saved the document. I had lost track of time, and we had to be there by four o’clock. I grabbed my handbag and slipped on my Burberry suede trench coat. I walked out my office and Beth was already waiting on me.
“Let’s go,” I said, smiling at her. “Natalia is meeting us there. I can’t wait to pick out this present.”
“I wish I were your boyfriend.” Beth poked me in my side. “Franco is so lucky. The boys are going to be so jealous.”
“You don’t think it’s too much?” My brows creased. “I hope he doesn’t think I’m trying to buy him with expensive gifts.”
“Dallas, if I had your money, I would buy something like that for Patrick,” Beth said, glancing at me. “You love him and want to get something fabulous.”
Her words calmed me. I had been worried about getting him such a lavish gift. I knew how he
felt about money and didn’t want to push my wealth on him. He would often be exposed to my lifestyle now that we were together. I hope that being wealthy did not interfere with the love that we had for each other.
“Dallas, are you okay?” Beth asked, shaking me out of my deep thoughts. Her brows creased as she looked at me.
“Yes, I’m fine.” I smiled at her. “Let’s get on out of here.” We rushed out of the office to make the appointment.
∞∞∞
A few days later, Mama Mabel and my folks flew in on the private jet from Texas and the boys would drive down from Cornell University. Tyree was in town too. It was the first Christmas the entire family would be spending together.
“Dallas,” María said, pulling me out of my reverie. “Do you want me to start lunch now? Is it too early?” She helped me to spruce up the place for my family.
I glanced at the clock on the mantle; it was eleven o’clock in the morning. “Yes. My folks and grandma should be landing soon. I’m sure they’ll be starving when they get here,” I said, inspecting the living room. It was spotless. I was happy the renovations were done. Knowing Mama, she would be checking everything in sight.
“Okay, I’ll get right on it,” she said, walking towards the kitchen.
“Thanks, María.” I glanced at my phone as a text came in from Franco.
Franco: Hey, baby, is your family here?
Me: Not yet. I miss you.
Franco: I miss you more. ☺ I can’t wait to get you alone.
Me: Tomorrow. I can’t wait to see you either, darlin’. I still can’t believe that you didn’t mention your birthday to me.
Franco: Sorry, my love. I was busy trying to get you alone. I wasn’t thinking about myself. It’s all good.
Me: I didn’t have much time to prepare. But I planned something special.
Franco: Really? What?
Me: Don’t worry about it. ☺ Dinner is on the agenda at The Grill in Midtown. Gillian got us a reservation at the last minute. Do you know how hard it is to get a reservation at that restaurant?
Franco: Wow, baby. That’s fancy. Do I have to wear a suit?
Me: A nice jacket and a pair of slacks. You don’t have to wear a tie if you don’t want to.
Franco: Okay, that will work. Baby, I’m going to play basketball now with the fellas. I’ll call you later. I love you.
Me: I love you too, Yankee. TTYL☺.
I smiled as I ended the text. I was nervous about the gift I bought for him. The girls thought he was going to love it. Heck, I loved it and might buy something like it for the winter months. I walked through the living area towards my master suite and stopped short when I heard the intercom buzzing. I glanced at my cell phone, and it was eleven fifteen. Are they here already? My heart sped up as I raced over to the intercom and picked up the receiver.
“Howdy, Harry,” I said, beaming. “Are they here?”
“Yes, miss, I’ll send them up now,” he said.
I ended the call and raced towards the foyer to greet them. I missed Daddy and Mama Mabel and could not wait to see them. My mama was another story. I would tolerate her and did not forgive her yet for the stunt that she tried to pull with Hank. The elevator door opened and two of the door attendants, Marcus and James, carried their bags off. Daddy was behind them but held the door for the ladies. I squealed and dashed into Mama Mabel’s arms.
“Baby,” she said, hugging me tight to her bosom. “It’s good to see you. I missed you so much.”
“Me too, Mama Mabel,” I said, choking up with emotions. It was so great to be in her arms again. “I’m so glad that you’re here.”
“What are we, chopped liver?” Daddy said, chuckling behind us. “Come on over here pudding and give your daddy a hug. I miss my baby girl too.”
Color spread over my cheeks as I glanced over at him. He was a catch. A black Stetson covered his head. His blond curls had turned gray, giving him a distinguished look. He was wearing a chocolate shearling jacket, black denim jeans, and brown cowboy boots.
“What are you waiting on, girl?” he said, and swooped me up, twirling me around. “Look at you as pretty as can be.”
My cheeks were red from his comments. “Thanks, Daddy,” I said, smiling as he put me down. “You always know the right thing to say. I missed you too. I’m so happy that y’all are here.”
“Hello, Dallas,” Mama said, reaching over and planted a kiss on my cheeks. I wanted to turn away, but I promised Mama Mabel that I would let my anger go over the holidays. “I missed you too, honey.”
“Mama,” I said, forcing a smile and looking into her worried eyes. Good, she should worry. “You look well.” She was wearing a short white mink jacket, black designer jeans, and Jimmy Choo ankle boots. “Come on, Mama Mabel, let me show you around the place.” I turned towards the door attendants with the bags. “Boys, you can bring those into the living room.” They nodded and walked through the foyer into the penthouse. I turned back to my folks. “Daddy, can you give Mama a tour?”
“Sure thing, princess,” he said, smiling, and looked at Mama. “You’re going to love this place, Dee.”
I strolled inside with my folks and my beloved Mama Mabel. I was overjoyed they were here in New York.
Chapter Seventeen
Franco, Sunday
I was sleeping soundly and heard my cell phone buzzing beside me. I groaned and reached over to answer it.
“Hello,” I mumbled.
“Happy Birthday, honey,” my mom said. “I can’t believe that my baby is twenty-seven years old.”
“Thanks, Mom,” I said, feeling groggy. I glanced at the time and it was only freaking seven o’clock. I could not believe she called me this early on a Sunday. I hung out with my boys last night and did not get home until four o’clock. Damn, I need to go back to sleep. I wanted to be alert when I met Dallas later.
“Are you coming for Sunday dinner?” she inquired. “I’m making you something special. Dallas is welcome to come too. I’m sure she wants to be with you on your birthday.”
Shit. Dallas was taking me to some fancy-ass restaurant in the city. I hung out with my boys last night because I wanted to spend the day with her. I did not know what to say to Mom; her feelings might be hurt. I wanted to be with Dallas yesterday, but her family was in town. I wasn’t ready to meet them yet.
“Honey, are you still there?” my mom said, bringing me back to the present.
“Yeah,” I said, trying to figure out what to tell her. “Dallas is taking me out to dinner. She made reservations for five o’clock. I’ll stop by afterwards.”
“Okay,” she said, sounding disappointed. Damn. “Don’t worry, honey. I knew that she probably had something special planned for you. Just stop by later to blow out the candles on the cake I made.”
“Thanks, Mom,” I said, feeling torn. “You’re the best. I promise to stop by for cake. You know how much I love your cakes.”
“All right, I’ll see you later, honey,” she said. “Have fun with Dallas. Bring her back with you. I would love to finally meet her. She has to be special if you’re in love with her. I love you.”
“I love you too, Mom.” I ended the call and rolled back over and was knocked out a few minutes later.
∞∞∞
A few hours later, I stood in front of my building all dressed up in a suit, waiting for her to show up. Shivering from the icy wind, I pulled up the collar on my beige trench coat. Where is she? I thought she was getting off the highway. I was eager to see what she had planned. My Jeep was in the shop again, or else I would have picked her up. It felt funny having her pick me up. I looked at my watch, wondering if something had happened to her. I had been waiting here for almost ten minutes. It did not take that long to get off the highway. I was only a few minutes away. Then I noticed a brand-new red truck pulling up in front of me with Dallas in the driver’s seat.
My mouth hung open. Fuck me. She bought a new ride. I was expecting to see her in that flashy BMW, not a big,
sparkling, brand-new F-450 truck with the works. Damn, I did not know she could drive one, but she was from Texas and lived on a ranch. I moved to open the door, but she hopped out and ran over to me.
“Happy Birthday, Yankee,” she squealed, jumping into my arms. I squeezed her sexy body close to mine, inhaling her delicious scent. I held on to her tightly and reached down to kiss her luscious lips. My mouth moved across them. She tasted so good. God, my cock is hard. I wished we didn’t have dinner reservations, or else I would’ve taken her upstairs to ravish this beautiful body. I hadn’t tasted her since Wednesday morning and was aching for her. I lifted my head and glanced over at the sparkling ride.
“Baby, this truck is awesome.” I grinned at a beaming Dallas. She looked radiant in a long suede trench coat and tan high-heeled boots. “When did you get this monstrosity?”
“On Thursday,” she responded, smiling. “Natalia and Beth came with me to pick it out. Do you like it, Yankee?”
“I love it, baby!” I admired the shiny new vehicle. I wanted one but it was way out of my price range. I could not believe that Dallas was driving the truck of my dreams.
“Well then, Yankee, here are the keys.” She smiled, dangling them in front of me.
My mouth fell open again. I was in shock. I could have sworn she was giving me the key fob to the truck. “You want me to drive?”
“Of course, darlin’,” she drawled in that sexy-ass twang of hers. “Since it’s yours, suga. I bought it for you. Happy Birthday.”
“What?” I said, dumbstruck. She is so freaking incredible. She bought me a truck for my birthday. “Baby, are you serious? How did you know that I wanted one of these?”
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