Page 75 of The Stallion
I tapped my hard cock on her ass, before pressing the head up against her, dipping it inside until the piercings just barely disappeared, taunting her. She jerked her hips back on me, forcing me in further, and I smirked.
“Quit laughing and fuck me already, Ponyboy. You’re such a fucking tease!” She growled through a moan, rocking her hips as I stood still and allowed her to fuck herself with my dick.
I smacked the side of her ass cheek hard enough to leave a blush pink mark and she moaned again, fisting the sheets and pressing the side of her face into them.
“Please. Harder. Dallas, please.”
I fucking loved it when she begged. Her pussy was greedy for me, always so soaked and ready for me. I’ll never get tired of fucking my sweet girl. She felt far too good to refuse.
I spanked her on the other side once more to even the marks before digging my fingers into her hips and slamming myself into her. Her body tensed and jerked forward in shock, before relaxing slightly as I fucked her hard and rough, setting a demanding pace.
Bria pushed out her pussy, allowing me to go deep with every thrust and I moaned as I felt her walls clench around my dick, ready to milk me of every drop of cum I had.
Letting go of her lip, I dragged my nails down her spine before bending forward to sink my teeth into her shoulder, claiming what was mine as I felt my balls tighten. I reached one hand around to play with her clit while the other teased her nipples, pinching and twisting them in tandem.
There were no dirty words left in me as I reached my edge, locking my jaw as I fought to hold back until she came first.
I felt Bria’s pussy spasm with her climax, her face buried in the sheets as she screamed, curling her back against me, I let myself go. Slamming into her one last time before releasing my cum, filling her until I could feel the excess against my pelvis.
When I pulled out, I admired the mess I had made of my sweet girl. Our cum leaked out of her perfect pink pussy and down her inner thighs before she collapsed onto the bed groaning in exhausted satisfaction.
I leaned over her beautiful body, pressing my fists into the mattress on either side, before bending down to pepper soft, gentlekisses along the back of her neck. She was still working to catch her breath, her ribs expanding and contracting with every inhale.
“I fucking love you, sweet girl,” I murmured against her soft flawless skin.
Bria rolled underneath me, cupping my face with her hands and giving me a smile that caused my heart to swell.
“I love you, Dallas, don’t ever let me go.”
“Never.”
I gently kissed her forehead before moving lower to capture her mouth, and we fell into a profound, heartfelt moment.
I wouldn’t dare leave her. Bria was my everything—heart and soul. She would have to be pried from my cold, dead fucking hands and even then I would hang on for dear life.
Chapter 30
Bria
So.Much.Sex.
Look at me; I’ve gone from one extreme to the other, and honestly, I’m not mad about it.
Dallas was like coming up for fresh air—a relationship worth being a part of and contributing to. I had become so wrapped up in my husband and his playfulness that I almost forgot I had a life back in Phoenix—the one I felt I had no choice but to escape.
Asher had recently texted me, asking if I was planning on returning this weekend, considering that Regionals were only a week away.
My stomach sank as I snapped back to reality and remembered how much I missed my best friend and how badly I wanted to tell her everything I had withheld from the start.
I knew it was shitty of me to hold on to the lie for so long, but I wasn’t ready to admit the truth—everything I had done that forced my hand to leave in the first place.
At least this time, I wasn’t leaving to run away from the man who stole me away from my easy life in the first place. But to bridge the gap that had been created between the two and bring them together as one.
Dallas had neglected his duties at Isla, spending every waking hour with me instead. I had anticipated him requesting to join me on my trip to Phoenix this weekend. But when he insisted that I go alone so that he could catch up on all the hours he had missed, I couldn’t refuse, even though a small part of me ached to be away from him, even if it were only for a few short days.
While I would have loved for him to come with me, I knew that breaking the news and talking everything through with Asher would be best done on my own—without him there as a distraction—not that she would disapprove. After all, she was the one who told me to go for it.
I had a gut feeling about Dallas from the first time we crossed paths, and her push only reinforced that I should take the full leap.
