Leandra
I was probably making the biggest mistake of my life, but I just couldn’t make myself turn away from him.
He was looking at me like I’d always hoped, and his voice sounded sincere and serious.
He was also touching me, and I wasn’t ashamed to admit that he was making it hard to think with the way that his thumb kept running up and down the front of my throat.
I was probably also giving in too easily. I mean, the guy’s been treating me like crap for years, yet here I was, ready to give in after only a few sweet words from his lips. Christ, how starved for real love was I that I’d fall at Dalton Summit’s feet so easily and readily?
“Then why do I feel like you’re going to break my heart, Dalton Summit?” I asked, the warmth of his palm making it so hard to concentrate.
“Oh, I’m going to piss you off a lot over the years,” he smirked. “But I’ll never break your heart, Leandra. Why in the fuck would I ever do that to myself?”
“Yourself?”
“Baby, you’ve been avoiding me for weeks,” he said. “So, now that I know what it’s like to go days without seeing that fucking stunning face of yours, you really think that I’m going to do anything to fuck this up? You are straight out of your mind if you think that I’d ever hurt you.”
“Our history proves otherwise,” I pointed out, and while I hadn’t done it to be a bitch, Dalton needed to understand the magnitude of trust that I was placing in him right now.
I felt his other hand slide underneath my shirt as he said, “Well, I’m not that asshole anymore.”
That got a laugh out of me. “Liar.”
“I’m not an asshole to you anymore,” he clarified, a sexy grin on his face.
Now, even though I knew that my feelings for Dalton were real, the fact that he was stalling was beginning to make me worry. “Why haven’t you kissed me yet?”
“Because I’m afraid that I won’t be able to stop once I do,” he admitted. “And I really, really, really don’t want to fuck this up, baby.”
“Who said that you’d have to stop?” I asked, my lungs tight in my chest.
Dalton’s dark gaze flashed, and I could feel my heart begin beating rapidly in my chest, this moment one that I had fantasized about for years.
I wanted Dalton’s hands on me, and when he was finished exploring, I wanted to feel the weight of his body covering mine, taking me somewhere that I hadn’t ever thought possible.
“Be certain, Leandra,” he said, his voice low and rough. “There’ll be no changing your mind in the morning if we do this.”
“Why would I change my mind?” I asked, my voice sounding needy. “I’ve wanted you for years, Dalton.”
He let out a deep groan. “Christ, I really am a fucking idiot.”
“So, make up for it now,” I told him, giving him all the permission that he needed.
“Don’t say that I didn’t warn you, baby,” he said right before he pulled his hands from my body, confusing me for a second.
However, my heart started really beating hard as Dalton reached for the waistband of my shorts, then began pulling them down over my hips. My chest started heaving with anticipation as the man who I never thought I’d ever have lowered onto his knees, taking my shorts and underwear with him.
As soon as he helped me step out of my clothes, his chocolate-colored gaze looked up at me as he said, “I’m about to kiss the fuck out of you, baby.”
I immediately pressed my back up against the front door for support as Dalton anchored my left leg over his shoulder, and my eyes closed on their own as my head dropped back, the feeling of Dalton’s tongue running slowly through my slit making me lightheaded.
My hands sunk into Dalton’s soft hair as he began making out with my pussy lips, and it was everything that I had always imagined that it’d be.
His tongue was both insistent and slick, and both of his hands were gripping my ass, helping to hold me steady.
Now, while this wasn’t an ideal position for this, Dalton was doing a great job of licking as much as he could with that long tongue of his.
He was dipping into my hole as well as manipulating my clit, and an orgasm right now would definitely drop me on my ass.
“Oh, Christ...” I moaned, my hips moving forward to help him out. “That feels so good...I...God, don’t stop...please don’t stop...”
It wasn’t until his tongue started putting real pressure on my clit that I started to struggle with remaining upright.
I could feel the sensation begin to build, and there really was no substitute for the real thing.
Toys were great and all, but the feeling of a man taking control of your body was unlike anything else out there.
“Don’t stop...” I choked out. “Dalton...please...”
I felt Dalton’s hands grip my ass harder, and when he lapped me up with the flat of his tongue, I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I came with enough force to knock my head back, and I pulled at his hair as my body trembled wonderfully around his face, and it felt like I’d been waiting for this all my life.
Desire was really the only genuine aphrodisiac out there, and I couldn’t remember a time when I hadn’t desired Dalton Summit, even when I’d been busy cursing him to hell.
Letting the door support my weight, my entire body trembled quietly, my heavy breathing loud in my ears, and it was taking everything in me not to just slump to the floor in satisfaction. I felt satiated and ready for this man to pick me up, then take me to the bedroom for more.
However, before I could just fall into Dalton’s arms, he had one hand gripping my hip to help keep me upright, and his other hand was wrapped around my neck, and when his lips slammed down on mine, I could taste myself in what had to be the hottest kiss of my life.
He was holding onto me like he’d die if he ever had to let me go, and his lips and tongue were devouring me in a way that proved how I wasn’t the only one taking a huge risk here.
Needing something steady, my hands reached for his shirt, and then I held on as Dalton accepted my challenge to prove that this was more than just physical.
He was doing his best to let me know that this was going to be way more than just a one-night stand, and I couldn’t believe how much I wanted that.
For the first time in my life, I wanted to be in over my head with a guy, and I’d always wanted that guy to be Dalton Summit.
When he finally pulled away, he said, “I’m warning you now, what just happened is going to happen every time that you demand a kiss from me, so watch what you say to me when we’re in public, baby.”
My thighs clenched as I let out a low moan because I believed him.
Dalton Summit wasn’t a play-it-safe kind of guy, and I had no doubt that he’d be more than willing to push the envelope if I asked it of him.
For however this thing between us lasted, I was never going to have to worry about being sexually satisfied or not.
“I guess I better start wearing more dresses,” I panted semi-seriously.
“Well, instead of flowers or candy, now I know what to get you whenever I’m thinking of you,” he replied wolfishly.
Before I could say anything to that, Dalton was reaching for the hem of my shirt, and with his eyes locked on mine, he slowly lifted it up over my head to leave me standing completely naked in front of him, and I’d never felt so vulnerable before in my life.
Despite all the compliments that I’d gotten over the years, Dalton’s eyes were the only ones that mattered right now, and in true female form, I wanted him to like what he saw.
More than that, I wanted him to appreciate everything that I had to offer, not just my body.
When his dark gaze finally raked down my body, I heard him let out a low hiss, and it had me feeling sexier than I could ever remember feeling before.
Because I wanted this so badly, I was convincing myself that Dalton wasn’t like all the others, and that he was really appreciating what he was seeing because I was finally his and not because I was giving him a good story to take back to his buddies.
When his eyes met mine again, he said, “You are an exquisite piece of art, Leandra Rollins. I have no idea how I’m going to be able to keep my hands off you.”
“I don’t want you to be able to keep your hands off me,” I told him, practically begging.
“Baby, you have no idea what you’re saying,” he said, his eyes raking over my body again. “If you’re not careful, we’ll end up broke and homeless because you’re all I’m going to be living for.”
“Dalton, please...I can’t wait anymore,” I said as I pulled him closer by his shirt.
However, instead of picking me up, then taking me to the bedroom like I wanted, he looked back into my eyes as he asked, “Are you on birth control?”
I could feel my lungs tighten in my chest. “Yes, but...but I’ve...I don’t have sex without condoms.”
“Neither do I,” he said, but it was clear what he was asking.
Christ, what was I getting myself into?