Page 39 of Dare You to Run
“Give me your hand,” he demands and I lift one, weakly.
He takes it and with his, helps me wrap it around his steel-like shaft and moves it back and forth. I watch completely enraptured as he comes, spilling the milky white liquid all over my belly. Spurt after spurt turns into long ropes that seem endless. His head is thrown back and his Adam’s apple works up and down in his strong throat. When he’s done, his chest heaves as he looks into my eyes then down to where his hot cum puddles.
With a swipe of his fingers, he lifts it to my mouth and tells me, “Open up and swallow it down, little mouse. This is what a man tastes like.”
Holy shit. His dirty mouth and sexy body are enough to make me beg for more.
He lays his cum on my tongue and the taste already has me signing up for seconds.
And thirds.
And fourths.
SIXTEEN
I layon my back with Dagen’s head on my chest, her chestnut brown hair tangled from my fingers twisting and pulling at it when I fucked her from behind the second time. Her short fingernails tickle me and she runs them up and down my taut abs. I’m not big and bulky like many gym-heads, but my muscles are defined and I know they make many women drop to their knees in praise.
She’s been inspecting my tattoos for the last several minutes and suddenly stops short of diving beneath the sheet to grab my dick, and I so badly wish she would.
“Is that…” she pauses and pushes up on her elbow, lowering her head closer to my growing erection. “Is that a womanspittingon your–”
“Dick? Yes. Not the wisest decision I’ve ever made.” She laughs and relaxes back into my arms. “If you think that’s bad you should see the ones Malik and Danté chose. Mine looks tame.”
“Um, no thanks. I’ll take your word for it.”
Silence falls over us and I stare up at the ceiling fan that whirs. I replay the look in her eyes when she orgasmed thefirst time I fucked her. I saw the way her pupils enlarged when she watched my cum pour out all over her stomach. It was a beautiful sight to see and I want to witness it over and over again until I’ve had my fill. Or until she has to leave, which may come first.
She sighs and runs her hand along the snake that coils around my torso. “I guess I better get back to my room. It’s getting really late and you probably want to get some sleep.”
My arms clamp around her tightly when she tries to roll off of me. “What makes you think you’re getting out of this bed? No no, little mouse. I’m far from done with you.”
“I didn’t think you were the kind of guy who let women sleep over.’
“What kind of guy do you think I am?” I ask her, my curiosity piqued.
“I assumed you were the fuck ‘em and chuck ‘em type.”
I swiftly roll us over and flatten her to the mattress as I hover above her. “Fuck ‘em and chuck‘em? Give me some credit. I at least feed them a snack before sending them on their way.”
Her mouth falls agape and a little squeak rolls out. “You jerk,” she gasps.
I laugh and silence her with a kiss, stealing the breath from her lungs. She becomes pliant in my hands almost immediately and my body yearns to have her again. I run my fingers all along her rib cage, smoothing over her curves and feeling goosebumps roll across her body.
I release her and nuzzle into her neck. “Daddy Vaughan sure isn’t going to like how I violated his baby girl.”
She scrapes her fingernails across my scalp and down my neck and back. “What daddy doesn’t know won’t hurt him. Are you about to tell him you fucked his daughter against your windows?”
“Nope. Because I fucked you on my bed. I ate your pussy against the windows.” I tap the tip of her pert nose and she smiles back.
I bet if I could see her face more clearly her cheeks would be tinged with red.
“Po-tay-to, po-tah-to. Same difference.”
“Stay here, with me, tonight,” I tell her.
The thin ring of green around her black pupil is electric and it hypnotizes me. So quickly this woman has me under her spell and I know I’m in trouble.
“Okay.” Her whispered words are music to my ears and I want to show her the ways we ‘dance’ so perfectly together.
