Chapter 20
What Dina needed more than anything was to have Scott inside her. All around her. It surpassed want. She needed him, his body…his everything.
From the moment she’d seen him in the woods, the moonlight casting shadows on the muscular ridges of his back, the tattoos that snaked up his arms, the geometrical patterns and lines that curved around his chest and back, she’d been done for.
When he’d turned to look at her and noticed that she was naked, his eyes were suddenly all darkness and desire. Wetness had immediately slicked her inner thighs. Her pussy had throbbed for him. Ached for him to touch her. And then he had, and she was moaning against him and it was like they fit together.
Now, here they were. He kicked the cottage door closed and turned to look at her. His expression lit up greedily as he drank her in, his erection pushing hard against the cotton of his jogging bottoms.
Dina had no control. She wriggled herself into Scott’s embrace, their mouths pressed roughly together. They sank onto the sofa, all twisting limbs and moans.
Scott’s mouth traveled down her body, his mouth sucking roughly at her breasts. His hands gripped her hips and pushed her further into the sofa, prying open her legs. His mouth moved hungrily up her inner thigh, pressing rough, short kisses into her skin that didn’t quite reach her center. He was teasing her, making her wait. Making her beg. She needed more.
“Touch me, please.” She’d never begged for anything in her life. Not for touch, not for sex. And definitely never for oral. But if Scott didn’t attach his sexy fucking mouth to her clit right this second she was going to expire.
“I’m not just going to touch you, sweetheart,” Scott said, looking up at her, his voice growing even deeper. “You’re going to come all over my mouth until I tell you to stop. You say ‘red’ and I’ll stop, understood?”
She nodded. He was possessive. She hadn’t known she wanted that, but fuck, she did now.
The roughness of his beard as he settled his face between her legs was excruciatingly delicious.
Scott’s tongue flicked her clit, sending a shudder through her. Before Dina could catch her breath, his tongue parted the wet folds of her pussy, pushing inside. His lips were everywhere, sucking against her wetness as if he wanted to taste all of her. Dina hooked her legs around his shoulders.
“You taste so good,” he groaned. Damn, this man knew exactly what he was doing. She opened for him, and Scott slid a finger into her smooth heat.
She moaned, bucking her hips into him. He only fucked her harder with his fingers, curving his hand so that she could rock against him.
“Good girl, just like that,” he whispered, the heat of his breath on her cunt.
Between the pressure of his tongue and his lips and the slight scratch of his beard, and now his fingers, Dina felt the edges of an orgasm beginning to curl through her.
“Can I touch you here?” he asked, meeting her gaze across the rise of her stomach. She felt the barest touch, further back, skimming the edge of her ass. How did he know? Dina had never told anyone that—what she wanted, where she wanted to be touched. How did he know?
“ Please, ” she begged. Scott didn’t need to ask twice. This time, three fingers plunged into her, two at the front and one teasing her at the back. His tongue lapped her up, circling her clit. Building, building.
“You’re so perfect…fuck, Scott, there, right there, right—” The orgasm shattered through Dina, an ecstatic ripple from deep inside that rove all over her body. Just as she came, Scott thrust his tongue deep into her and drank her allin.
Her body was jelly, her limbs heavy and sensitive and deliciously warm all at the same time. She knew he would make her come again tonight. Scott’s beard was all wet— with her. It shouldn’t have turned her on so much to see herself all over him, but it did.
Scott groaned, palming his own cock, as if he couldn’t stand another second. That wouldn’tdo.
“Dina,” he moaned as she crawled off the sofa, pushing him back and slotting herself between his legs so she could see his full erection up close. There was just…so much of it. Veined thick ridges, and dark hair at the base. She felt slick again just looking at it. It had been a while since Dina had taken a cock in her mouth, but she was desperate for it now.
She had never really wanted to before and had done it more out of a sense of duty to reciprocate. But now Dina wanted to. No, she needed to—to please Scott. She wanted to be on her knees for him. To make him feel good, like he’d made her feel good.
“Dina, fuck, ” Scott moaned as she took him into her mouth. She looked up at him as she teased the tip of his cock, salty and hot and throbbing. She liked knowing he was watching her. Dina pressed her tongue against the flatness of his shaft and pumped up and down at the base with her hand. She alternated, moving down and sucking on his sac, which had Scott growling and reaching out to hold her hair back.
“I want to see you. Can you take all of me?” he said, his voice low and rough.
Dina didn’t answer, just took his hard flesh into her mouth, sucking it deeper and deeper, feeling him pulse and thicken each time.
“Good girl, take it all,” he hissed, driving his hips forward.
Scott gripped all of her hair in one fist as she tugged at him, her tongue stroking the tip.
“Where do you want me to come, baby?” Scott gritted out. “Tell me.”
Dina looked up at him, desire flaming through her.
“Let me taste you.”
She wrapped both of her hands around Scott’s cock as her lips pressed down, the veins of his cock bulging beneath his skin.
“Dina, Dina, fuck—” With a hard thrust that sent sparks to Dina’s eyes, Scott came. His warmth spread through her mouth. But she didn’t stop. She gripped and tugged at him, suckling with her tongue and drinking him in, until there was nothing left.
Scott pulled her up onto his lap, and although he had come he was still hard for her.
Scott wet a finger in his own mouth and cleaned up the corners of Dina’s with a softness she hadn’t expected. Something deep in her chest swelled.
“I messed up your hair,” he said, in a way that wasn’t quite an apology.
“I messed up your beard,” she replied, delighting at his smirk.
How was she ever going to get enough of this man?
Scott trailed the rough pads of his palms down her shoulders, raising goosebumps over her skin. She was acutely aware that she was naked, her thighs splayed on either side of Scott’s, her pussy only inches away from his cock. All it would take was for her to lift up her hips and tip forward, and she could feel him deep inside her.
She’d always known she fell into a more submissive role, but she’d never been able to give in to it as much as she had tonight. It was like Scott had seen into every one of her fantasies and brought them to life. She could trust him to take charge and to keep her safe.
And she wanted nothing else than to be pounded into oblivion.
“Oh no, I know that look.” Scott pulled her down for a kiss, nipping her bottom lip with his teeth. “You want me to slam inside your pretty pussy, don’t you.”
“I do.”
“Well, I’m not going to tonight. I’m going to take my time with you, Dina Whitlock. I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t know how to say anything but my name.”
Anticipation pulsed through her.
“But…I want—”
He caressed her hardened nipples with his thumbs, making her hiss.
“I know. Me too. But not tonight. We have a wedding to go to tomorrow, remember?” Scott smiled cheekily as he lifted her into his arms and stood up, his hands kneading at her ass as he carried her. She felt her limbs go loose. Now she thought about it, it had been a long day, and she was exhausted.
His chest was so warm, and she felt like she could tuck her chin into the crook of his neck and smell Scott’s scent forever. He carried her across the cottage and toward his room.
“My bed is over there,” Dina whispered sleepily as Scott kicked open the door to his room and tossed back the duvet.
“Not anymore. You’re sleeping with me, okay?”
“Yes, okay.”
Scott placed her down into his bed, and she shivered against the chilled sheets. But only for a moment, because then Scott was behind her, his warmth against her back. His chest hair brushed up against her skin. She felt safe, she was home. A single kiss was pressed to her neck. Dina snuggled back into Scott and let sleep claim her.