Chapter 17
DASH
“That’s it. You know you want it.”
She rolled her eyes, her lips quirking into a smile. “Really? That’s the line you’re going with? Oh, you know you want it. You want it so bad. Here, come and take it. It’s so big and meaty.”
With my dick in hand, I paused and couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
“Are you serious right now?”
“Of course I am. Your jeans are past your hips, your is cock is pressing against my stomach, and I can’t believe we are once again doing this.”
I leaned down and bit her jaw. “Because it’s what we do. And you like it.”
“Maybe,” she said, drawing out the word. Then she lifted her chin, and I nibbled up her neck, needing her taste. Damn, I always needed her taste.
“Why is it that every time I’m ready to go out or get ready for the day, you show up, and suddenly your pants are down and all I want is your dick.”
“Irrefutable proof. You want my dick.”
She looked down between us, at the way we were so close, her legs wrapped around my waist, with her back against the wall. Her panties were already shoved to the side, her skirt rocked up to below her tits.
“You’re ridiculous. And I don’t usually wear skirts.”
“I really like this dress.” I fingered the lace over her breasts and swallowed hard. “Easy access.”
“Slut.”
“So? You like me slutty.” Her eyes danced and I leaned down, taking her mouth. She arched against me, my cock sliding against her pussy. We both froze, as the sensation was the best fucking thing I had ever felt in my life. And that meant we were missing a clear thing.
“If you stick that in me without a condom, I will haunt you until the end of your days.”
“On it. Swear to God. There is no way I’m fucking you bare. Not that it wouldn’t be the best damn thing. Because oh my God, just the thought of fucking you without a condom sort of makes me hornier.”
“I did not realize that could actually happen.”
“One second.” I held my dick to my stomach, got the condom from my back pocket, and proceeded to sheath myself. She’d been busy while I’d been taking care of us, and had pulled down the top of her dress so her tits were out, playing with those perfect nipples of hers.
“Okay, now I’m going to come in this condom instead of you, and we’re going to have a problem.”
“Then come on, Montgomery, fuck me.”
With a grin, I took her mouth again, both of us moaning.
I slid the tip of my cock against her entrance.
We both froze, the groan escaping my throat guttural.
Her pussy slid over my cock, greedily taking me in.
I was a monster, we both knew it, but then again, she was the same as me.
We were each other’s monsters and could only have each other in the dark, a secret and a masterpiece all in one. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“You have to move faster.”
“I’m taking my time. Let me take my time.”
“You’re ridiculous. And if you don’t get that cock in me and start moving, I’m going to have to take matters into my own hands.
” She leaned down and gripped the base of my cock.
I closed my eyes, loving the touch of her small hand over my length.
Her fingers could barely wrap around me, and I wanted to be prideful and puff up my chest, but that would force me to move, and I didn’t want to be anywhere else but deep inside her.
“Please. Move.”
“As my lady wishes,” I whispered before shoving home.
She let out a scream, and I latched onto her throat, sucking and nibbling, as I stayed where I was, her pussy fluttering around my cock. I slid my hand between us, my thumb brushing over her clit. And when she came, that sweet cunt of hers squeezing my dick, I nearly joined her.
“You play dirty.”
“Damn straight I do,” I groaned.
“I love what that piercing does.”
“I know you do. You come so prettily around my cock.”
“I don’t know how I could possibly do that being all sweaty, but again, you’re not moving.” She pushed up my shirt and flicked my nipple, tugging at the ring slightly.
I groaned at the flash of pain, leaned down, and bit her lip.
“Ouch,” she said.
“Poor baby. Let me kiss it and make it better.” I licked at the sting before taking her mouth with mine. I ground against her, my cock still deeply embedded as I rotated my hips, using the friction against her clit to nearly send her over the edge again.
“Watch me. Eyes on me.”
“Damn you, Montgomery,” she mumbled, and I smirked, leaning down to take her lips once more.
We moved as one, my lips on her breasts, tugging on her nipples.
Licking over her collarbone, my hand between us.
Hers rested on my shoulders, fingernails digging in.
There were no more words, no more thinking, just breathing.
Just us. And when I pulled out of her, she whimpered, but I couldn’t help it. I needed more.
“Face the wall. I’ve got you.”
“I know you do.”
I ignored the hitch at that, because I knew what she meant. She pressed her hands against the wall, and I took her hips, sliding deep inside from behind. We both stood there for a moment, a groan escaping, as her body softened to accommodate me.
“That’s it. That’s my girl.”
“Not yours,” she whispered, and I nodded against her, kissing her shoulder.
“That’s a good girl.”
“There you go,” she said, laughter in her tone.
Then I moved, one hand tangled with hers against the wall, the other on her hip as I glided in and out of her, a hard and fast rhythm that left no time or moments for words.
She came again, clamping on my cock, so I pushed harder, a bruising force that I knew would make us both ache in the morning.
But I didn’t care. I needed to mark her, to claim her, to fuck her into oblivion.
When I finally came, I gripped both hips and slammed home so hard that she shook against me.
My dick twitched as I filled the condom, and I leaned down, breath coming in pants and chest heaving as I tried to formulate words. But there were no words.
Not when it came to Aly.
“Well then, Dash Montgomery. You seem to have reached a new level.”
I snorted, kissing her shoulder again, before sliding out of her. Her pussy practically dragged against me, and I moved my hand to cover her, gently patting her over her cunt.
“You’re swollen. You’re going to hurt tomorrow.”
She turned in my arms and shifted so she pulled her dress to cover those beautiful tits of hers.
“Maybe. If I have to sit on ice because you fucked me too hard, we’re going to have a problem. I have inventory tomorrow.”
I rolled my eyes, before I took care of the condom.
I twisted it at its top and tossed it in the trash can near us.
We were still in her bathroom, not the sexiest place in the world, but it made for easy cleanup.
I tucked myself back into my boxer briefs, did up my jeans, and tried to straighten my shirt.
We both look wrinkled, rumpled, and like we just fucked.
But it wasn’t the first time. And knowing us, it wouldn’t be the last.
“It’s not my fault that your pussy can take a pounding.”
“You say the sweetest things. I mean, what would you like me to say in response? Oh, Dash, your cock is so big that I can barely even walk.”
I lifted an eyebrow and licked my lips. “Well, you’re going to walk out of here bow-legged.”
“You wish.”
She still hadn’t adjusted her panties, so I slid my hand up her dress and speared her with two fingers.
She gasped, her pussy clamping over my fingers as I ground the base of my palm against her clit.
She came again, her eyes rolling back as she nearly fell.
Her knees gave out, and I caught her with my free arm, keeping her steady.
“Well look at that. Bow-legged after all.” I slid my fingers out of her cunt and rubbed her wetness over her lower lip. Her tongue darted out to taste herself, so I moved my hand to lick my own fingers clean.
Her pupils dilated, and we both stood there, her leaning in my arms, me letting that tartness settle over my tongue. I already was at half-mast again and this woman was a problem.
“Well, I guess you did help me with my headache from earlier.”
I threw my head back and laughed, and finally helped her stand up completely. She adjusted her panties and pulled down her dress. She still looked well fucked, there was no denying it.
“Well, I have another solution to your headache if you need it.”
She rolled her eyes. “I don’t swallow, big boy.”
“Oh, that’s sad, but thank you for the compliment.”
“You’re adorable. Now, we need to leave my bathroom without letting the others know we’ve been in here.”
“They’ve been in the backyard, and nobody’s walked past, I would’ve noticed.”
“Would you?” Aly asked. “No, I’m going to trust you on that.”
“This is why we work.”
“Secret and yet not secret,” she agreed.
“If they find out, they’ll have questions, and you know my family.”
“I’m getting to know them. My family has a different set of questions.” She crossed her arms. “But don’t worry. You’re secret’s safe with me.”
I swallowed hard and nodded. “Good. As long as we don’t catch feelings.” I tapped the tip of her nose, and she glared.
“You’re the one who’s going to catch feelings, Montgomery. I’m just using your dick.”
“You’re welcome to use it any time, Aly. But remember, feelings ruin everything. This is just going to work between us until we find whatever’s next.”
“Stop stressing out. I know what friends with benefits means. We fuck until we don’t. No feelings, just friendship. If we need each other’s help with something, other than sex, we’re there. But as soon as one of us finds the one, we’re done. No feelings, no promises, just friends.”
“That’s how I like it.” I held my hand up, and she looked at it, then rolled her eyes.
“Really?”
“What? Celebratory post orgasm high five sounds like a decent deal.”
A laugh spilling out of her, she returned my high five, before walking out of the bathroom.
I followed her, grateful no one else was in the hallway.
By the time she was in the kitchen working on something, and I was in the backyard, beer in hand, our friends hadn’t even paid attention to us.
They didn’t know that I had just fucked Aly in her bathroom.
Or that I was probably going to do it again today.
Our situation was perfect.
No ties. No complications. No issue at all.
Others might say being a single Montgomery was difficult, because everybody kept dropping like flies, but not me. I was Dash Montgomery. I knew exactly what I was doing.