by Aubrey Irons
And I’m done worrying about what comes next. I’m done worrying about the outcomes or the consequences, because really, they don’t matter. There’s a quick pang of guilt there in just thinking that, but it’s the truth. And as he kisses me harder and more powerfully than I’ve ever been kissed before, I let the doubts and the what-ifs fall to the side.
Because even if it’s just one time, I’ll have that. And then maybe all this will be out of both our systems.
“Take your panties off.”
I arch a brow at him. “I’ve got news for you, Mister Cole, I’m not one of your-”
“Skanks?” He grins wolfishly at me. “Believe me, I know.”
“So you can’t just tell me what to- Dalton!”
I gasp as he suddenly spins me around and bends me over the work bench, his hands pushing my skirt up to my hips as his fingers hook into the sides of my soaked panties. He slides them down my legs, letting them drop to tangle around my ankles as he slides his hands up the backs of my thighs, making me shiver.
His fingers slide over the slick lips of my pussy as he pulls me up flush against him with the other hand. And I’m clawing at the work-table as I feel his fingers delve between my folds, gliding over my throbbing clit and making me cry out as I shudder against him.
He reaches between us, tearing at his belt, when I suddenly start to turn. “Wait, Dalton-” I turn my head, biting my lip as I feel his fingers rub across my clit again. “Wait, it’s- it’s dirty here.”
The last of my second thoughts - the very last shred of me hanging onto swearing I would never let this happen.
But then his lips brush against my ear. “I can promise you, darlin,” he growls, sinking two of his fingers deep in my pussy and letting his thumb brush lightly across my clit.
“This is going to be dirty wherever we do it.”
Oh, fuck…
His pants drop to the floor, and I gasp as I feel the thick, hot pulse of his cock against my ass.
This has to happen - this needs to happen. Maybe this childish back and forth we keep doing between us is a result of just needing to do this. And after all, we’re young, and free, and in college, and crazy stuff like this is exactly what I’m supposed to be doing, right?”
And God do I want it now, but maybe after this, we can just be normal.
“Do it, please,” I moan, pushing my ass back into him as he strokes his fingers in and out of me. “Just do it!”
He chuckles in my ear, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. “Uh-uh, sweetheart. I’m not going to ‘just do it’.” His teeth graze my ear as he nudges the head of his enormous cock between my legs, letting the head graze across my lips as he withdraws his fingers and lets them dance across my clit.
“I’m going to have you begging for this cock, darlin.”
I moan, shaking my head, “Dream on.”
He chuckles again, rubbing the bare head of his cock maddeningly against my opening. “Like you’re not dying to get this inside of you.”
“Oh my God, quit teasing me and fuck me, please” I whimper out, feeling my breath heaving in my lungs.
God I want him to fuck me. I want him in that moment more than I’ve wanted anything, actually. I can feel his length grazing against my lips, so hot, so throbbing, so ready to plunge inside of me. Ready to have me and soothe the aching burn blazing through my body for him.
“Uh-uh,” he growls into my ear. He pulls at the zipper of my skirt until it falls over my hips to the floor. His hands slide up into my tank top, inching it up my body and over my breasts, and I raise my arms as he pulls it from me entirely. He whips his own shirt off, and then we’re skin to skin, my back molded against his chiseled torso with his thick cock rubbing across my slit.
His hands slide up my body to cup my breasts, his fingers teasing over my nipples before he moves one hand to my face, capturing my jaw in his hands. He pulls my face towards him, and suddenly I’m looking back and up into his fiery eyes.
“If you think I’ve waited this fucking long not to bury my tongue in that pussy first, you are seriously mistaken.”
33
Dalton
Hailey shivers as I push her down across the work table and let my lips trail across her shoulder blades. I’m not normally a teaser, but I’ve been consumed with the thought of tasting her. And I want to have her dripping for me by the time I bring my lips to that pussy. I want her on the verge of coming even before I touch her there. I want her moaning, and begging, and desperate for my tongue even before I taste her.
The plan seems to be working pretty fucking well.
She moans and arches her back as I trail my lips and my tongue down her spine, my hands skimming along her ribcage and down to her hips as my mouth finds the small of her back. Fuck, she tastes like vanilla and the slight sheen of salty sweat as my tongue drags across her smooth skin.
I groan as my hand slides down to her ass, my cock actually getting even fucking harder as I palm those sweet cheeks and knead them in my hands.
I’ve literally dreamed of this sight. I’ve spent far too much time imagining bending Hailey over and feasting my eyes on her perfect, curvy, tight ass - and here it is right in front of me.
I growl and spread her wide for me, my jaw tightening as my eyes lock onto her soft, flushed pink pussy. Jesus she’s fucking soaked, and I can see the sheen of her desire glistening on her lips.
She’s goddamn perfect - a goddess standing there with only her heels on, her panties still tangled around her ankles. I lean in, letting my breath blow across her slit and loving the way she shivers and the way she pushes her ass back - like she’s desperate for me to touch her. She whimpers words that sound an awful lot like “please” as she arches her back.
Yeah - this is exactly how I wanted her.
Hailey cries out when my tongue finally touches her, gasping as I drag my mouth slowly across her slit. Her lips spread like petals for me as I hungrily push my tongue through them, growling at her sweet honey that I’ve waited way too long to taste.
I grab her ass and bury my tongue inside her.
Fuck.
I groan as her honey coats my tongue. She tastes fucking better than I even imagined she would, like fucking candy on my tongue. I push it deep, loving the way she moans for me. I spread her wide and start to rock her back and forth, like I’m fucking her slowly with my tongue. She’s gasping, her knees buckling as her juices drip down my chin, and I’m literally harder than I’ve ever been just at the taste of her.
I lean forward and flick my tongue across her clit, and that’s when she really starts to get vocal - moaning my name and whimpering “please, please please” over and over again.
I’m pretty sure I could listen to the sound of this girl’s moans all damn day and be a very happy man.
I’m still rocking her back and forth against my face as I wrap my lips around her clit and suck gently, tonguing her as I feel her body start to buck harder against me. I slide a finger inside of her and curl it down, stroking it against that little spot just inside as she starts to go absolutely wild for me.
She’s reaching back and clawing at my hair, her fingers pulling on me as she pushes her ass back, like she can’t get enough of my tongue. And I’m hard as a fucking diamond when I hear the words I’ve waited so fucking long to hear.
“Wait, Dalton, I’m- I’m going to-” A cry rips from her lips. “I’m going to come!”
My tongue is merciless on her clit as I stroke my finger faster and faster, my cock throbbing and the blood roaring in my ears.
I want to taste her when she comes, and drink every last fucking drop.
When she comes, her whole body tenses before it shatters beneath me. She’s moaning loudly - far louder than she really should, but I could hardly give a fuck in that moment - as her orgasm tears through her. Her legs shake and her body quivers, and then her sweet cream drips across my tongue as she comes again and again for me. She tastes like Goddamn heaven and honey and everythin
g I’ve wanted.
I stand and groan as I feel my cock slide up to nestle between her legs, pressing against her dripping wet pussy. The idea of fucking Hailey from behind with my hands on that perfect ass is appealing, but I’ve waited too damn long to not see the look on her face when I slide all the way inside.
I turn her around and grab her by the ass, pulling her up as her legs wrap their way around my waist. She kisses me hungrily, heedless or maybe even into the taste of herself on my lips. She’s moaning into my mouth as I carry her across the garage to the old leather easy chair in the corner. I sit back in it, pulling her onto my lap, grunting as my cock head slides against that hot little pussy.
“Holy crap are you big…” She gasps, her hands reaching between us as she wraps her fingers around me.
I growl as I grab her by the hair and bring her down to my mouth again. I kiss her hard as I start to grind my cock against her, sliding my shaft through her hands and against her clit again and again - teasing her without actually sliding inside of her.
She pulls away, her eyes wild and lips red and puffy from my kiss. “Do you-”
“In my pants.”
She bites her lip as she slides off of me, turning and slowly sauntering across the room to where my jeans are crumpled in a heap. I groan watching her ass as she walks across the room, wrapping my hand around my cock and stroking it as I watch her bend over to reach into my pants pocket. She turns back and winks at me in this way that has my cock throbbing in my hand before she turns and stalks back to where I sit.
She slides back onto my lap, her legs on either side of mine, and I tear the foil packet with my teeth and start to roll the condom down.
“Just- just go slow, okay?” She says quickly, her eyes glued to my cock throbbing between us. “You are not small.”
“I take it Paul doesn’t stack up?”
She groans. “Oh my God, can we please shut up about Paul?” She rolls her eyes before she locks them onto mine. “There is no Paul and you damn well know that.”
Knew it.
I pull her back to me, bruising her lips with my mouth as she melts against me. My mouth drops to her chest, and she sighs and coos as I take one of her nipples between my teeth, running my tongue across it.
She reaches between us and wraps her hand around my cock, centering it as she starts to ease down on me.
“Dalton-” she pauses, and I look up to see her biting her lip.
“This- this doesn’t change anything between us, you know.”
I almost want to laugh. “Excuse me?”
“It’s just…”
I raise a brow. “Stress relief?”
“Yeah, that,” she says quickly. Her eyes meet mine. “Look, I’m serious. This doesn’t change anything because it can’t.”
Her being so adamant pisses me off slightly, but of course, not enough to kill my raging hard-on for her.
Not enough that I’m not going to fill her with every single inch of my cock until she comes harder than she’s ever come before.
I start to pull her down, my head resting at her entrance and that look of sweet bliss on her face.
“Darlin, I can promise you.” My hand slips into her hair, and I pull on it just enough for her to gasp, tilting her neck up towards my lips as she moans.
“By the time I’m done with you, nothing is going be the same.”
34
Dalton
“Dalton-”
My hands pull on her hips, and her words catch in her throat as she drops her head back and moans. I ease the head of my cock against her dripping wet opening, and as I start to push inside, her mouth opens in this sexy little “O” shape.
“Oh my, fuck-” Hailey’s eyes roll back in her head with this look of bliss on her face as I start to push inside, slowly sliding every single inch I’ve got to give inside of her.
Fucking hell, this is everything I’ve been waiting for. She’s impossibly tight, her walls gripping me like a velvet glove as my hands on her hips slowly pull her all the way down. She’s gasping, and moaning, and clawing at my arms and shoulders, and when I sink those final two inches inside of her, the sexiest fucking moan in the world just erupts from her lips.
“Holy shit, Dalton…”
Her eyes fly open and meet mine, her breath coming ragged as I feel her insanely tight pussy clench at me. “God you’re big,” she moans, biting her lip as she grinds slowly on my cock.
I grin. “Yeah, I’ve heard.”
She starts to roll her eyes, but I grab her jaw and kiss her hard. “Feel okay?”
“It feels fucking fantastic,” she moans, grinding and rocking her hips on me buried deep inside of her.
“Good,” I growl, grabbing her hair again. “Cause now I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before.”
My hands slide to her hips and I slowly lift her up, feeling her pussy grip at every inch of me. I hold her there with just the head inside of her, teasing her, before I pull her back down, sheathing my cock back inside her.
She cries out and starts to rock on me. I bring my mouth to her neck to leave marks across her skin. Her moans are like honey in my ears as she starts to slowly slide up and down my cock, her body rocking against mine, her hands clawing at my chest.
“Oh my God, Dalton…” she’s gasping, her head rolling as she lets me start to guide her up and down my shaft. Her cheeks are flushed and her sexy fucking perfectly pink nipples are begging for attention as I wrap my lips around one and suck hard.
“God it’s so good…” she moans out, her hips undulating against me and her pussy sucking me deep on every thrust. She starts to whimper louder and louder, her mouth hanging open as I grind my cock deep inside her again and again.
Calm, cool, unflappable Hailey Garrison is going to fucking pieces on my cock, and I love it.
“So this doesn’t change a thing huh?” I growl into her ear, feeling her pussy clench at me as my voice rumbles through her body.
“Nope,” she whimpers quickly, shaking her head and biting her lip.
“Except nothing else will ever compare after I make you come on this big cock,” I growl into her ear, loving the way her breath catches at my words.
“Anyone ever tell you you’re full of yourself?” She moans, rocking her hips a bit faster as she slides wetly up and down my shaft.
“Says the girl very full of me at the moment,” I say, biting her earlobe and making her gasp. “And yeah, they have.”
My hands slide over her ass, grabbing and kneading the flesh there before I bring my palm down again across it, making her moan. “Besides, I’m willing to bet you’ve never been fucked the way I know you need to be,” I growl into her ear. “Not by Paul, or any other guy real or made up.”
“Big words,” she gasps out. “You know, you don’t know who I’ve dated before. You sure you want to make that bet?”
The sudden thought of her with anyone else has me seeing red. I stand suddenly, lifting her with me, and she gasps as I flip us around. I push her back into the chair without ever pulling out of her, spread her legs wide, and start to fuck her hard and deep, like I’m claiming her.
Because she’s mine.
“Oh my Goooodd!” She cries out, gasping as I rock into her with long, deep strokes. Her legs wrap around my waist, and she’s moaning and fucking me right back, her pace matching mine. I lean down and clamp my lips around a nipple, my hands gripping her waist tightly as she starts to go to pieces beneath me.
“Yeah, darlin,” I growl into her ear, my muscles rippling as I roll my hips against her again and again, feeling her juices drip down my balls. “I’m pretty fucking sure I want to make that bet.”
I kiss her fiercely, swallowing her moans and feeling her start to shake and quiver beneath me, her pussy clutching at me like she never wants me to pull it out.
“And I’m pretty fucking sure I’m going to make you come on my cock. Right. Fucking. Now.”
I enunciate every word with a de
ep thrust, and suddenly, Hailey buries her mouth in my shoulder and screams. Her fingers claw at my back and her legs clamp tight around me, and I can feel the orgasm shattering through her. She’s wailing into my skin, pulling at me for dear life.
I stand with a roar, holding her in place as I pound into her, fucking her up and down my cock as she comes again and again. Her hair is wild as she drops her head back and cries out my name, until I can feel the inevitable start to boil inside of me.
The cum explodes out of me, my whole body going numb as I pump into her again and again, filling her as I roar out my release.
Slowly, holding her shaking body against mine, I turn and sit us back in the chair, with her curled on my lap.
We’re panting, and sweating, and her hands are stroking my skin as we try and fail to find words to even begin to substantiate that.
‘This doesn’t change anything.’
Yeah, right.
Everything is about to change all right.
In fact, it may have already.
35
Hailey
There’s a moment of panic when I first wake up the next morning in the strange bed, before I remember where I am.
God do I remember.
I’m in Dalton’s bed, in his apartment upstairs from the garage.
You know, the bed he carried me up to after last night in the chair.
The bed where I pulled him on top of me and asked him to fuck me again once we got there.
I sit up sharply in the bed, clutching the sheets to my naked body.
Oh my God.
I slept with Dalton Cole. Twice.
Panic starts to rise inside, this feeling of impending doom and the fight or flight reaction triggering a need to run away from all this. I’m looking quickly around the room, searching for my clothes when suddenly his hand is on my back.
“Hey, relax.”
I whirl back to see him grinning at me, his smile so easy and so damn cocky, and his hair so infuriatingly perfect even tossed and in bed.