Bonus Chapter Climb My Pole Lindsey #2
Dane’s tongue licks at my lips and I let him in, the taste of him exploding across my taste buds.
He’s normally the one to dominate our kisses, but he lets me take control of this one.
I’m gripping my legs tighter around him, trying to pull him closer into me, when the sound of a horn makes me jump.
Dane chuckles against my lips and pulls away, dropping his forehead to mine.
“Now that’s what I call a reward, ladies and gentlemen. Let’s hear it for our winner for the sixth year in a row, Dane Woods!” the announcer calls over the speakers, more cheers and whistles exploding around us, bringing me fully back to reality.
“Oh my god,” I huff out. “Did I really just do that?”
Dane nods against my forehead before lowering me to the ground.
I expect him to wave to the crowd or something, but instead he takes my hand and tugs me behind him.
I keep my eyes lowered as we walk past volunteers and other climbers, skin burning pink.
I don’t look up until the sounds of the crowd have faded and Dane pulls me into a small tent that hardly fits us both, dropping the flap behind us.
It’s meant for people to change in if they don’t want to use the big tents with other competitors.
It’s dark and hot, but it’s as private as we can get here.
He lifts up my chin with his fingers, my eyes meeting his. The corner of his mouth is lifted into a smirk, and his pupils are dilated, the black taking over the hazel irises.
“Don’t you ever be embarrassed to love me out loud, baby. Do you understand?”
I swallow hard, not expecting his words to bring up such emotion. It’s times like these that solidify that I chose the right man to be in my life after my ex. Dane loves me, all of me, and he wants the world to know he’s mine just as much as I am his.
“I do,” I reply, unable to respond with any other words.
He strokes my chin. “Now”—he leans in to brush his lips over mine—“I would like to claim my reward.”
I clear my throat, cheeks burning again. “More than a very public kiss?”
He nods. “Think you can be quiet while I taste you, baby?”
My pussy clenches, and I nod. I don’t actually know if I can be quiet, but my core is throbbing. The only reason I’m not dry humping him is because he’s holding my chin.
He nips at my lower lip. “Good girl.”
He drops to his knees before me, the low light of the tent making his dark silver hair near black.
His fingers curl under the waistband of my shorts and I’ve never been gladder I chose to wear my ones with the elastic band today.
He easily pulls them down along with my underwear until they’re at my ankles but doesn’t remove them completely.
He shoves my feet as wide as they can go and before I can blink, his hot mouth is on me.
I cry out and grip his short hair, nails digging into his scalp. I feel the hum of Dane’s chuckle against my already swollen clit and know it’s because I just said I’d be quiet, but his mouth feels too good to not make any noise.
He circles his tongue over the bundle of nerves several times before sucking it into his mouth.
I grip his hair tighter, shoving his face further into my pussy.
He doesn’t try to pull back; instead, he suctions my clit harder.
I bite my lower lip hard enough that I think I might break the skin, but I don’t cry out again.
The sensation of pleasure builds in my body as the man I love, the man who willingly gets on his knees for me in the middle of the tiny tent after he just did something incredible, makes my legs shake and my skin burn hot.
His hands grip my ass, dragging me closer yet. I would have fallen forward had I not been holding on to him. He moans into my sex, licking and sucking every inch of me, lapping me up until I feel myself on the brink of an orgasm.
“Dane!” I cry.
He stops his onslaught, pulling back against my hands. My release teeters on the edge, and I curse under my breath. He gently smacks my ass, looking up at me with wet lips and my arousal marking his dark beard.
“Since you can’t be quiet, cover that mouth, baby.”
He doesn’t give me a chance to respond; instead, he dives back in like a starving man.
I keep one hand gripped on his hair while I bring my other up to cover my mouth.
He holds me to him so I remain standing, lips and tongue doing wicked things to my clit.
The orgasm that almost happened before builds back quickly, warmth pooling in my lower stomach and electricity sparking through my veins.
I cry out against my hand, holding him on my clit as he suctions it into his mouth and his blunt fingernails dig into my ass.
He releases it a moment later and growls, “Come for me.”
The tip of one of his fingers presses to my back entrance, and he sucks at my clit, the dual sensations forcing me to fall over the edge.
I scream into my hand like he knew I would, legs shaking as my release floods my body like a tidal wave. Dane holds me to him as I come, my hips riding his mouth as he slowly licks at my pulsing clit, prolonging my orgasm for as long as he can.
Minutes, or maybe it was only seconds later, Dane pulls back. He waits until my legs are steady then tugs up my underwear and shorts before standing. He brushes a lock of damp hair behind my ear and kisses me gently, the smell of me on his beard and his lips plump.
“You’re beautiful,” he says.
“You’re not so bad yourself, six-time Speed Pole Climbing Champion.”
He blushes. My giant, often serious Dom and gorgeous fiancé blushes. I love it.
“Did I tell you congratulations yet?” I ask.
“I think your public kiss said it all.”
Now I’m the one who’s back to blushing. Especially since now, we can add semi-public orgasm to the list of what happened today. “Think anyone heard me?”
“If they did, they’re lucky.”
I flush a deeper pink and shake my head at him, wiping off his beard as best I can. “Come on, let’s go home and get cleaned up.”
“What about Fox, Nathan, and Morgan?”
“We’ll text them and let them know we need to reschedule.”
“Really?” He smirks. “Someone anxious to start our alone time?”
“You bet.” I nip at his lips and smirk back. “I’ve got my own speed pole climbing competition to take part of.”
I pull back and open up the tent flap, the midday sun streaming in. My eyes meet Dane’s, and he’s smiling at me, his eyes warm and full of love. I know that’s what mine look like, too.
“Well.” I hold out my hand. “You coming?”
“Always, baby.” He tugs me back into him. “But just so you know. Nothing about climbing my pole will be fast.”
I cackle with laughter and tug him from the tent, ignoring anyone around us as I pull him toward the parking lot and back to our home.