Page 14 of False Start

Dakota’s pussy spasmed hard, gripping me so tight I practically saw stars. I felt the second she shattered, and it detonated my own explosion.

For a split second, it occurred to me that maybe I should pull out, but it was already past the point of no return and come jetted from my dick in thick, hot spurts. I continued to pump my hips as we spiraled, and I filled her with so much jizz that it leaked out between us. Beyond our grunts and groans, the sound of our slick skin smacking together only made me come even harder.

I nearly passed out from the intense pleasure, and when it finally began to ebb, I collapsed onto the bed, completely devoid of energy.

Dakota remained wrapped around me, and I worried about squishing her, but when I tried to roll off her, she hugged me even tighter. “No, don’t. I love this. Your weight on top of me makes me feel…dainty. And safe. And cared for.”

My head had been buried in her neck, but at her words, I raised it and gave her a tender smile. “You are all of those things to me, baby.”

“Don’t say stuff like that unless you want me to cry right after we have sex,” she warned with a teasing smile…but I didn’t miss the momentary glistening of her eyes.

I kissed her softly and rolled onto my back, keeping her body cuddled in my arms and my dick buried deep inside her. “Rest, baby. I know I should leave you alone the rest of the night, but I’d be lying if I said I was going to.”

She slept for about an hour until my cock couldn’t handle being inside her hot pussy without moving for another second. I rocked up into her, and she moaned, opening her eyes to stare at me with hooded eyes, blazing with passion.

“Were you dreaming about me fucking you, baby?” I purred with a grin.

A whimper fell from her kiss-swollen lips as she nodded.

I pushed her up into a sitting position and cupped her tits, rubbing my thumbs over her sensitive peaks. “Take what you want, baby. Ride me.”

She moved a little awkwardly at first since she’d never done this before. Her innocence was as much of a turn-on as the wildcat that emerged when she figured out what she liked.

Afterward, we both passed out, completely exhausted. But that didn’t stop my greedy body from taking her twice more during the night.

As I fell asleep with her plastered to my front, and one of her legs thrown over mine, I felt her leaking come onto my thigh. To my surprise, I didn’t feel guilt or worry that I’d fucked her bare. I felt bone-deep male satisfaction instead.

7

DAKOTA

Waking up with Ames wrapped around me was almost as good as the orgasms he’d given me last night. Not wanting the feeling to end, I held still as my eyes drifted open. My lips curved into a grin as I blinked up at the wall of windows with an incredible view of the city. I’d asked Ames to open the blinds as we’d cuddled after our last round of sex because I wanted to stare out at the city we both loved while I fell asleep again.

Luckily, the windows were privacy tinted, so nobody could see inside when Ames realized I was awake and rolled me on top of him, the sheet dropping to my waist. The lids of his hazel eyes were low, but there was no missing the heat in them as he focused on my bare breasts. “Morning, baby.”

My nipples pebbled at the combination of his hooded stare and raspy voice.

His thumbs brushed the underside of the rounded globes, sending a spark of need straight to my core. “You have no idea how much I want to thrust into your sweet pussy right now.”

“I have a pretty good idea.” I wiggled on top of his hard-on. “You definitely feel up to it.”

His hands slid to my waist, digging into my sides as a groan rumbled up his chest. “You need to stop, baby.”

Knowing I had such an effect on him, a thrill of feminine satisfaction raced up my spine. “Are you sure you want me to stop?”

“Not even a little bit.” He rolled until my back was on the mattress, and he hovered above me. “But what I want comes second to what you need. And right now, you need to take a hot bath so you won’t be too sore later on.”

I had aches in places I didn’t know could feel pain, but that didn’t stop my lips from puffing out in a pout. “A bath with you?”

“Only if you can tell me that you’re not in pain because there’s no chance in hell that I’ll be able to keep my dick out of you if I climb into the tub with you.” One of his palms drifted between my legs to cup my pussy. “And after the workout I gave you last night, you’ve got to be feeling it now.”

With his hand on me, I wanted to be able to deny what he said, but then I’d be lying. “I suppose you’re right. A bath does sound good, even if it’s by myself.”

“There’s a container of Epsom salt in the bottom drawer closest to the tub.” He lowered his head to brush his lips over mine before rolling off me to stand next to the bed. Holding his hand out, he helped me off the mattress. “They’ll help ease your sore muscles.”

I paused in the doorway to glance over my shoulder. “I’ve never been one for exercise, but feel free to sign me up for as many workouts like that as you think I can handle.”

“Fuck me,” he groaned, burying his face in a pillow.

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