Chapter 21 – Dakota #2
The obscene squelching sound the lube made on every upward pass only turned me on even more. He rubbed my rim with a finger, circling around it while he jerked me off, and then his eyes flashed up to mine as he slipped that finger inside.
My legs trembled and fell open as it slid deeper. I arched my back and tugged on the tie around my wrists.
“Fuck,” I gasped. “You’ve done this before, haven’t you?”
He paused all movement, a look of confusion on his face. “What? No, I haven’t.”
“How is that possible?”
His brows drew tightly together. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
“A sexy little thing like you? Anyone would want that pretty face with that gorgeous butterfly, those big pouty lips. You—”
His face got redder and redder as he glared at me. “Hey, Dakota?”
I licked my lips, my heart racing. “Yeah?”
“Be quiet.” He slid his finger deep inside me and curled it—
An explosion of the most intense pleasure ran through my body like I’d been electrified. I shuddered as my muscles all tensed up, ecstasy flooding my brain.
Reese dragged his finger out, and, before I could even take a breath, he pushed it back in and rubbed over the same spot.
A strangled moan burst from my chest as he leaned down and licked a hard line up my cock, a small groan slipping past his lips and vibrating against my dick.
I jolted beneath him, and when he wrapped those long, pretty fingers around the base of my shaft, positioning it straight up, those green-gold eyes flashed up to mine with a sinful gleam.
He stuck his tongue out, held my gaze, and sucked the tip of my cock into his mouth, brushing his finger over the same spot inside me.
I lost it.
My eyes rolled back while my legs jerked, a desperate sound bursting from my chest.
Then Reese’s mouth was gone, and I sucked in a breath, looking down at him.
“Look at me,” he panted, digging his fingers into my thigh. The command and irritation in his voice was only making it harder to focus. “Don’t let your eyes roll back. I want you to come while looking into my eyes.”
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I watched as he wrapped his lips around my cock again, his eyes fastened to mine, and that was it.
My vision whited out as my legs shook and my toes curled.
I moaned out a string of nonsensical words as I came in Reese’s mouth; I had no idea what I was saying as he sucked me through it, sliding one hand across my abdomen, then up to my nipple and pinching.
He licked over my sensitive crown one last time, then trailed his soft lips up my stomach, prolonging this torturous climax, sending me even higher until I was just staring up at the ceiling, not processing anything.
“Well that didn’t last long,” he said, and I could hear the smile in his voice.
I was floating on a hazy cloud of euphoria, my mind reeling at all the amazing sensations still pinging through my body, and all I could do was grunt.
“Dakota?”
“Ungh.”
“Did I break you?”
“Mmhmm.”
Fingers cupped my cheek, and I rolled my eyes open—when had they closed?—to find Reese’s face right in front of mine. His brows were drawn together in concern, hazel eyes searching mine.
I leaned forward and captured his lips, swallowing the startled noise he made. He opened eagerly, sliding his tongue along mine, sucking it into his mouth, nipping and biting at my lips. He tasted like me, and fuck that made me want to come in his mouth all over again.
I wanted him to come in my mouth.
I wanted to taste him.
He was panting when he pulled back, lips red and swollen, glistening in the light, face flushed and eyes glassy.
He looked so devastatingly perfect that my heart felt like it was being squeezed in a clamp.
“Blanket permission granted to break me whenever you want,” I murmured, staring at all that perfection.
“Yeah,” he whispered, and then I realized he was slowly grinding his cock against my stomach.
I reached down to touch him, but my hands got caught.
“Untie me,” I said hoarsely, yanking at the ties. “Reese, I need to touch you, please untie me.”
Reese looked completely gone on top of me, his eyes glazed over, pupils blown wide, and when his tongue darted out to wet his lips, I started to get hard again.
He was fucking killing me.
He slid his hands up my chest, still rocking against me, then leaned down until we were chest to chest. He slid his tongue over my nipple, then closed his lips around it and started sucking, scraping his teeth against the sensitive bud until I was tilting my hips up to meet every one of his thrusts.
“Reese,” I panted.
He moaned and reached down between us, unzipped his pants, reached inside, and pulled out his long, thick length. His fingers looked so fucking gorgeous wrapped around his cock, stroking up and down. The hair at the base was much darker than the hair on his head, practically black.
I wanted to bury my face in his groin, wanted to smell him there, and fuck me, I was such a pervert.
“Untie me,” I said again, thrusting my pelvis up a few times to make him bounce on top of me. That seemed to pull him out of his daze, and he quickly untied my hands, then went back to stroking himself.
I grabbed onto his waist, the skin so soft, and I slid my hands down until I could brush my thumbs underneath the waistband of his pants.
“Are you gonna come on me?” My cock twitched as an intense wave of need crashed through me. “Fuck yes, come on my stomach, baby.”
Reese moaned and grabbed my hand, pulling it down toward his cock and pressing it on top of his.
He wanted me to help him, like that other time. Jesus fuck, he’d liked it so much he wanted me to do it again.
I tightened my fingers around his and moved up and down with him. He was staring into my eyes, breathing hard, and when he glanced down at my mouth, I leaned forward and took his lips in mine.
The sound he made as he came was so fucking sexy, and I used my grip on his hip to help rock him through it. I was holding him so hard I’d probably leave bruises, and his knees were squeezing my sides hard enough to hurt.
And fuck it hurt so good.
Reese thrust into my hand and moved from my mouth to my neck, biting down on the side he’d ravaged earlier, and the delicious pain of it made me cry out as he moaned into my skin, sucking and biting like a rabid animal.
He stopped moving and let go of my throat as he panted hard, then let his head fall to my shoulder while the rest of him slumped on top of me.
I moved my hands from his hips to his ass, sliding them beneath his pants and cupping his cheeks, squeezing them. So fucking soft. He hummed into my skin as I drew them up his bare back, feeling every vertebra of his spine, the wings of his shoulders, his skin as soft as lamb’s ear.
“That was fucking incredible,” I murmured into his hair. He grunted in response, dead weight on top of me. “I wanna do it again.”
He finally lifted his head and blinked at me with tired eyes. “Right now?”
“I dunno. You coming on top of me got me halfway there. I think all you’d have to do is smile at me and I’d get all the way.”
“Jesus. You’re so weird.”
“You like it.”
He huffed a laugh into my neck. “Yeah. I do.”
My stomach flipped at his admission, and I squeezed my arms around him.
“So that’s…what, the fifth time I’ve saved your life now?”
“How the fuck did you save it this time?”
“I stopped you from getting arrested, and a pretty little thing like you wouldn’t survive a day in jail. Or prison. Whatever. What’s the difference?”
He punched my chest weakly and mumbled, “Shut up.”
I grabbed his fist and brought it to my lips, kissing the bruised knuckles. “Please don’t do that again,” I pleaded softly.
Seeing him go up against three guys who were way bigger than him had terrified me. What would’ve happened if I hadn’t been there to drag him away?
Reese lifted his head, those hazel eyes finding mine. “Why not?”
“Because you’re the most precious thing in the world.”
His pupils dilated, his lips falling open as he just stared at me for a long moment. Like he didn’t know how to react to what I’d just said. Like I’d broken his brain.
Then his face scrunched up like he was tasting something foul. “Precious? What the hell, I’m not—”
I pressed my finger to his lips. “Shh, don’t argue. You’re a precious little tiger, darling.”
He pinned me with a flat look, then opened his mouth and bit down on my finger with his sharp little teeth. Feeling his soft tongue against the pad of my finger sent a flare of heat through my groin. “Fuck,” I rasped.
He let go of my finger. “You say the dumbest shit.” And then his lips were on mine, pressing hard and driving my head back into the pillow. And when he drew away, eyes locked on my mouth, he smiled and said, “I guess I’m into that, though.”
“Lucky me.”
I really was lucky. I’d been given something I didn’t even know to dream of, and now that I had him…I wanted to do everything I could to keep him. I’d do anything for him, do anything to keep him safe and make him happy.
Fucking anything.
“Promise me you won’t try to fight random people anymore.”
He scowled, then dropped his head onto my shoulder, letting his body sink down onto mine. I wrapped my arms around him and put my legs on top of his, trapping him.
He mumbled something into my skin.
“What was that?”
His teeth sank into me, and then he lifted his head and said, “Fine. I promise.”