Chapter 27
Dylan
I shoved the chopsticks in the chow mein container and set it on Indy’s coffee table before sitting back on her couch with a sigh. “I’m stuffed.”
“Me too.” Indy sat next to me, but she’d given up the battle before me. She canted her legs so she faced me. “Tonight was pretty awesome.”
I sighed. “Thanks for talking me into calling everyone. I guess I never really thought about how much it would mean to my family to see my art.”
“Or maybe it’s like you said: it’s easier to be vulnerable with strangers than with family. You don’t really care what strangers think, but your family’s opinion might just break you.”
“Christ, when did you get so damn smart?” I reached out and pulled her over until she was almost laying on top of me. I just wanted to feel her close to me.
Indy rolled her eyes with a laugh but cuddled into my side. “You realize I’m only repeating what you said earlier tonight?”
“Yeah, but you said it so much better than I did. Clearer or whatever.” I pressed a kiss on the top of her head. “Smart. Must be all that schooling you’ve done.”
“Like that’s a real marker for intelligence. Come on. All it means is that I know how to take tests.”
“Disagree. It means you have perseverance, dedication, and intelligence.”
“Thanks for that, by the way. I tried to say it earlier, but I really appreciate everything you’ve done to help me get my life back on track.
” She pushed against my side so she could sit up more and see my face.
“And my dad’s too even though he’s being an ass right now.
I see all the effort you’ve put in, and I get it now.
I really do. You did it all for me. For us. And that means the world to me.”
“Indy,” I groaned as I pushed a strand of hair out of her face. “I…I had to. I just love you so much. I couldn’t stand to see you so stressed and worried. I’d take all your pain away if I could.”
“Dylan.” She dove forward onto me and was kissing me before I even realized what was going on. Her hands fisted in my shirt as she took the kiss deeper.
I was passive in the kiss at first because she caught me off guard, but it didn’t take me long to wake up. Then we were grinding on the couch like horny teenagers.
Indy broke our kiss to sit up so she could pull the bottom of my shirt up. “I’ve wanted to kiss these tattoos for forever. Ever since that first time you walked down your hallway without a shirt on.”
And I just sat back and let her.
Her lips moved over my torso, kissing and licking anything she wanted.
Soon her hands joined in the party, caressing and playing with my ab ridges like guitar strings.
It was hot as hell. I loved watching the naked hunger and desire in her eyes.
But after a few minutes it became torture.
I wanted her so much. It felt like forever since I’d been inside her. I was going fucking insane.
“Okay. That’s enough of that.” I sat up with a groan as my tight jeans tried to strangle my erection.
“But—” Her protest ended in a squeal as I stood up with her in my arms and hoisted her over my shoulder. “Dylan!”
I slapped her cute as fuck ass and took off for her bedroom. “You’re too goddamn hot. You were driving me crazy. Maybe you can play around for round two, but right now I’m going to die if I don’t get inside you.”
She squealed again when I tossed her down on her bed. As she sat up and tossed her hair out of her face, I’d already toed off my boots and shucked my jeans. My shirt and boxers came off with equal urgency. I took one step toward the bed when I froze. “Shit. Condoms.”
Indy shook her head. “I don’t have any stocked up. I kinda sorta had doubts that this would happen again.”
I absorbed her statement like a blow. “I’m so sorry, sweetheart. I never meant—”
“I know, I know.” She cut me off. “Clean slate, remember?”
I nodded.
“Don’t you carry one in your wallet like any responsible adult?”
I sucked in a breath. “I haven’t gotten around to replacing it since I used that last one with you.”
“I mean, I can get on birth control, but that’s not going to do us a lot of good right now.”
I cocked my head. “There’s plenty of other things we can do instead.”
“Whoa.” She waved her hands and shook her head. “Butt stuff is off the table. I don’t know when or if I’m going to be okay with that.”
I cracked up laughing and had to grab my stomach to stay upright. “Fuck me, you’re cute. For the record, I wasn’t talking about that. Although if and when you want to revisit your stance on ‘butt stuff,’ just let me know.”
The thought of taking her tight ass had my dick twitching.
Her face screwed up in annoyance at my laughter.
Crossing the room, I sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to run a hand down her arm.
“Sorry. That was a shitty way to put it. You just surprised me with the whole butt stuff.” I cracked a smile I tried to smother.
“It honestly never even occurred to me. I was thinking how much I wanted to taste you. Have you ride my face and just grind against me. Fuck, that’s a hot mental picture. ”
The tension went out of her shoulders, and she cocked her head. “Only if you get to do the same.”
“At the same time?” I raised my eyebrows.
“Oh, hell yeah.” She sat up and wiggled until her dress came sailing off her body and across the room, leaving her in just her panties since she hadn’t been wearing a bra.
I groaned.
Then we tumbled onto the bed in a tangle of limbs and kisses. Our hands moved over each other, learning what made each other groan and arch into our touch. With very little urging, I got onto my back and pulled her on top of me.
“I’m not a scientist or a Keebler elf,” she laughed down at me, “but I’m pretty sure we’re the wrong way around.”
“Yeah, no way am I getting on top. I’d smother you.”
“Agree to disagree. And if it matters that much to you, I’m flexible.” She waggled her eyebrows. “But I meant more lip to lip instead of lip to…dick.” Her cheeks turned red with a cute as fuck blush.
“So impatient,” I teased. But after some more wrangling and wiggling, we managed to get into the correct position. And just like that her delicious pussy was right there in front of me. “Like this?”
“Mmmm,” she hummed happily right before she took me in her hand and I felt a delicious wet lick of her tongue.
“Christ.” I grunted, losing focus. Shit. I had to hold up my end on this sixty-nine—literally and figuratively.
I craned my neck forward to make up for our height difference and returned fire, running the flat of my tongue from her little clit and down the length of her labia.
The keening moan she gave had me grinning smugly. Then I got to work, licking, sucking, teasing. I used my fingers to rub against her clit, making her wiggle restlessly above me.
In just moments, she was so slick with her arousal that I was able to press a finger inside her. She groan and sucked me into her mouth. My hips jumped. Christ, it was so hard to think when she did that.
But I persevered.
One finger became two, and I licked and sucked at her little clit. Indy’s motions on her end lessened, but she griped my dick tightly in her hand. I just sucked harder. Her thighs tightened around my face, and I knew she was close.
Just a few more. Once. Twice. Three times. Her grip on me tightened until it felt like she was strangling my dick.
“Dylan!” she called out as she went over. Her sex clenched around my fingers and tremored with her keening wail. And after a moment, she went lax above me.
I grinned into her folds. She didn’t exactly smother me, but you wouldn’t be hearing me complaining about it if it’d happened.
Gently, I pulled my fingers free and collapsed back on her pillow with a sigh. I might have a crick in my neck tomorrow, but I didn’t give a shit. I was so fucking happy. I hadn’t even come yet, but the satisfaction I felt at sending her over the edge was almost as good as.
Eh, that was an exaggeration. There was nothing like sliding inside, feeling that tight wet heat… I groaned as my dick flexed on its own.
“Your turn,” Indy murmured, swinging off of my body to burrow between my thighs.
“We can rest if you need to,” I protested weakly as she took me deep in her mouth again.
Christ, this vision might just be my favorite—Indy holding my dick as she swallowed me deep, her eyes focused on mine with that satiated glow about her.
At this rate, it wouldn’t take long to finish me off.
I reached down and threaded my fingers in her hair just behind her ear. I didn’t want to control the depth or pace she took—I just wanted more contact.
She swallowed me down, her lips skimming down my length until I felt the head tap the back of her throat. She gulped and pulled me free. Over and over again. Her pace picked up and I felt a tightening in my balls as I got close.
“Indy,” I groaned. “I’m gonna…” My ability to talk failed me. I wanted to warn her, to let her know she didn’t have to swallow, but I couldn’t form the words.
One more gulp, and I lost it.
My hand fisted in her hair and my body convulsed as I went over.
And Indy kept her lips around me the whole time.
After a moment, she pulled away, her breath coming in huge panting gulps.
“Holy shit. Did you swallow?”
She blinked up at me and nodded timidly.
“Fuck me. Just when I think you can’t get any hotter. Get up here.” I reached down and pulled her up until she lay next to me with her head resting on my chest.
I sighed happily and kissed the top of her head.
She hummed, and I could hear the smile in her hum. I grinned too.
Life was pretty damned good.
“Can we do that again?” she asked, still burrowed into my side.
I laughed. “Sure, sweetheart. But you gotta give me a minute or two for refractory time.”
“I don’t think I need one of those.”
“Your wish is my command.”
And she squealed as I pinned her to the bed under me.
Round two coming right up.