Chapter 18
Chapter Eighteen
AUDREY
Dallas curled his arm around my hip, pulling me close to him.
My belly fluttered, and my pulse lunged as a wave of need rocked me.
I could feel the slick heat between my thighs.
I’d been wet ever since he flashed his crooked grin in the kitchen a few minutes ago.
The effect he had on me was beyond ridiculous.
I didn't care to really think about it anymore.
Everything was raw, my emotions simmering right under the surface.
I couldn't tamp them down, and they were all tangled up in my need for him. Intellectually, I knew I needed to get a handle on this, but right now I didn’t care.
I stared into his deep blue eyes. All I knew was the need driving me.
“Audrey,” he said gruffly, the sound of his voice alone sending a hot shiver over my skin.
Next thing I knew, I was straddling him.
I could feel his hard cock rubbing against me.
The friction of his denim jeans against my thin cotton leggings was sublime.
I ran a hand through his hair, dragging my fingertips down along his jaw, savoring the rough scrape of his stubble.
His eyes were dark, his breath coming in sharp bursts.
My heart was pounding so hard, it almost hurt.
“Audrey,” he repeated in a murmur, threading a hand into my hair and pulling me down to his mouth.
Kissing him was like a drug I couldn’t get enough of.
He took control, devouring my mouth with deep sweeps of his tongue, tugging on my bottom lip, his teeth sinking in.
He was rough and wild, notching the need inside of me higher and higher.
His hand tangled in my hair so tightly, I felt the sting of it in my scalp and savored the bite of pain.
He tore his mouth free, muttering my name, murmuring hot, dirty words as he kissed his way down my neck.
The scrape of his teeth, the friction of his stubble on my neck sent hot shivers through me.
He tore at my shirt, swearing when it caught on my hair.
He flung it aside and nearly ripped my bra off, cupping both of my breasts in his hands with a rough growl.
My nipples were so tight they ached. He laved one with his tongue, drawing it into his mouth, sinking his teeth down to score it lightly.
I lost all sense of time as he set to drive me mad, teasing and toying with my nipples. I was rocking against him, spikes of pleasure scoring through me where his cock rubbed against my clit.
“Fuck, Audrey. You make me crazy,” he muttered.
He lifted me swiftly off of his lap. I cried out. I didn't want any distance between us, but he was efficient. Within seconds, he had my leggings off. He slid his finger between my thighs, dragging it across the wet silk.
“You’re wet for me, aren't you?” he asked in a gruff whisper.
Wordlessly, I nodded, crying out when he pressed against my clit with his thumb.
I reached between us, tearing his jeans open and shoving them down.
His cock sprang free and then I was straddling him, forgetting I still had my panties on.
He pushed them out of the way roughly. I sank onto him at once, crying out at the feel of him filling me to the hilt.
I was restless and reckless, frantic to race toward my release.
He gripped my hips and held me still, murmuring my name.
I dragged my eyes open to find his gaze waiting. The heated look in his eyes alone almost made me come.
“Slow down,” he said.
I shook my head and rocked my hips against him.
His mouth hitched at the corner. “We can't go slow?”
I answered with another restless roll of my hips.
I loved that he let go and let me take over.
He released his grip on my hips, one palm sliding down my back while he toyed with my nipples with the other.
He let me set the rhythm as I rode him. I rose up and sank down again and again and again.
I couldn't get enough of the delicious stretch of him inside.
I was on the edge for too long, pressure coiling tighter and tighter inside.
I swore, and he reached between us. With a swirl of his thumb across my clit, I flew apart, pleasure raying through me.
My channel clamped around him. He gripped my hips tightly, only now taking control, and held me down.
I felt the heat of his release inside of me as he went taut, my name a rough cry.
My head fell into the dip of his shoulder as I tried to catch my breath. I felt wild and out-of-control, the only thing anchoring me the feel of his pulse pounding as hard and fast as mine.