Page 41 of Dare You to Run
“No. I was just about to get in the shower. I had one foot in when you rang, so I jumped out really quick, not thinking to turn it off. Sorry.”
My gut tightens, feeling like I was just kicked in the balls. I picture her gorgeous body wet and slick and all reason flies out the window.
“Get in that shower and don’t get out until I’m there,” I growl, already slamming my laptop shut and digging into my pocket for my car keys.
“Wh-why?”
“Just stay there. Okay? Please?” My voice is desperate as I am.
“Okay. I’ll stay.”
I breathe out a quick goodbye and rush out from my office, slamming the door behind me and hauling ass through the break room. I stomp out into the lobby and Miss Shirley’s eyes pop with surprise.
“Be back. Something came up.” I practically run past her and straight to my car.
My tires screech as I peel out of the parking lot and fishtail when I spin out on the road. I watch my rearview for cops because I’m doing seventy in a thirty-five and I don’t plan on slowing down until I have her in my arms.
My engine rumbles as I fly past vehicle after vehicle, weaving in and out of lanes. I speed closer to home and blow through the last light when I notice there isn’t any oncoming traffic. When I finally reach my street and up my driveway, I stop just short of plowing through my garage door.
My seatbelt gets thrown off and I jump out of the car like it’s a ticking time bomb about to strike zero. The front door slamsagainst the wall and I don’t worry about closing or locking it, and hurdle over furniture like I’m in the Olympics. Taking the stairs two at a time and burst through the loft door after racing down the hallway.
The shower is still running and I fling open the door to see Dagen standing under the spray. She yelps in that squeaky voice when the bang pulls her from the comfort of the warm water. I walk towards her, stumbling as I try to kick off my sneakers and pull my shirt off at the same time.
“Did you really just leave work to come here?” She shouts over the splashing of the water on the tiles.
“Yes, so you better fucking be ready for me, because it was hell driving with a hard-on.” I yank my feet free from my jeans and step into the shower, nearly shattering the glass with the force I jerk the door closed with.
Words and greetings are tossed to the side when I scoop her up in my arms and press her to the cold wall. Her back arches and her legs wrap around me, bringing her glorious pussy right where I need it.
I attack her mouth and grip her tightly as the remaining soap washes away. Her fingers claw at my scalp and she moans into my mouth, gyrating her hips and begging for purchase.
“I don’t have a condom but I’ll pull out. I promise,” I mumble against her wet lips.
She pulls away and looks into my eyes. “I only worry that you’re—you know. Are you?”
“I am. I wouldn’t lie about that.” Her greens search my blues and I wait for her to tell me yes or no.
She runs a hand over my jaw and whispers, “Okay. I trust you.”
Without waiting another moment, I grip the base of my dick and slide into her, so wet and so warm. Her cries set me off and I begin to plunge into her deeper and deeper. The feeling thatcomes over me is like heat on your bones when you’ve spent a lifetime in the cold.
Her head smacks the tile when her head falls back and a moan floats off her tongue.
“Are you okay,” I grunt out between thrusts.
“Yes. Don’t stop.” She scratches my back, trying to hold on and I fuck her harder.
Our bodies suction together, the water sluicing between us and causing us to slide. I need more. I must have more.
I pull out of her –probably a bit too harshly– and drop her to her feet. Her hands flatten to the wall but I spin her around, gripping those luscious hips and dragging them towards me.
When she starts to step her entire body to me, I lay my hand on her head and tell her, “No baby. Bend over and put your hands on the wall. Stick that beautiful ass out and let me watch the way it shakes as I tear you up.”
I push on her head while pulling her hips, and she braces her arms and bends over. Her spine curves when she sticks her ass out more. I can’t resist smacking it hard and stare at the spot that reddens with my handprint. I spread her full globes wide with my thumbs and see the way she opens up for me.
My mouth salivates for her taste and I hunch over to sample her. I let my tongue run from her sweet pussy to her puckered hole that I tease, circling a forbidden place. A breathy sigh of pleasure can barely be heard when it leaves her lips. I promise myself to return to eating my treat later tonight, but right now I need to be back inside of her.
Standing again, I slam into her, pulling a sexy mewl from that beautiful mouth. I pump in and out, loving the way my dick looks shoved in and out of her tight hole. She sucks me in and I feed her every last inch.
