“None taken,” Cherry says with a mouth full of food.
“Yeah, you weren’t any kind of prize for us, but we’re hoping things are different for our girl.”
“This is just a lot to take in,” Brooklyn says, but when I take her hand in mine she doesn’t pull away.
“I came here to bring you breakfast and give you a lift to work. Come with me and we can talk some more. Trust me, Buttercup.”
She looks up at me when I call her the nickname and I see the edge of her lips curl like she’s fighting a smile. She nods and for the first time since last night, relief fills me.
“Ladies, enjoy breakfast on me.” I nod to them as I grab Brooklyn’s bag and get her out of there before she can change her mind. The women shout goodbye to her as the door closes and I hurry her out of the building and outside as fast as I can.
Chapter Eleven
Dash
“Stop by the bakery again on the way. If we catch traffic right we’ll have time,” I call to the driver as we get in the back.
I raise the window between us and close the door as he pulls away from the curb.
“I’m sorry about last night and all that—”
I shake my head and hold up a hand to stop her. “No, I should never have given you a reason to doubt me or what I want. Obviously, I didn’t do a good enough job letting you know what I feel for you, and that’s going to change starting now.”
Before she can say another word, I’m pulling her to me and kissing her like it might be the last time. She doesn’t hesitate as her arms wrap around me and I slide my hands to her ass. I lift her onto my lap and run my hands up her body and to her breasts as I feel the weight of them in my hands and squeeze them through her shirt.
“You’re mine,” I tell her between kisses. “And I’m yours.”
“Yes.” She nods as my mouth goes to her neck.
She grinds on my lap and my cock aches for relief that’s not my hand. She spent last night thinking I was with someone else while all I did was hump my mattress and pretend it was her. Fuck, I’m desperate for her, but I won’t push her too far too fast. I can’t chance losing her, even though I need to get her pregnant.
“Let me show you just how much I want you.”
I turn so she can lie down on the seat while I move between her legs. Lucky for me she’s wearing a dress today so I’ve got easy access. I push the lavender dress up her thighs to reveal white panties. I play with the edge of them for just a second as I memorize what her creamy skin looks like. I want to take my time and brand all of this into my memory forever, but we don’t have that kind of time. Not yet anyway.
“Dash?” she breathes, and I kiss her knee.
“I’ll take care of you, Buttercup.”
Gently I slide down her panties and tuck them into my pocket. When I spread her knees I see a dark patch of soft curls covering her pretty pink lips. She’s so innocent and perfect, my mouth waters to taste her sweetness. I can already smell her desire and I’m hungry for it.
“You’re so damn wet for me,” I say just before I kiss the inside of her thigh and slide two fingers through her folds.
She moans as I push into her and I feel just how fucking tight she is. “Goddamn, as if you weren’t already perfect enough you had to go and have this sweet little pussy.”
She cries out as my tongue traces between her lips and around her clit. The tangy-sweet taste of her cunt makes me moan and I dive in to feast. She’s slippery and warm, and although I want to get her off quickly, I find myself taking my time and savoring as much of this as I can.
“So fucking perfect,” I say against her warm honey, and her legs squeeze tight like she’s fighting it. “Let me have it,” I demand as I push her knees open.
“Dash!” she cries out, her fingers tugging on my hair.
I smile against her clit as she climaxes and cums before she knows what hit her. It’s sweet and I lick up every drop as it goes on and on. One orgasm turns into another, and as I work my fingers on her sweet spot inside her pussy, my tongue wiggles over her clit. She’s calling out my name and crying out as more little ones roll over her body. It’s so fucking intense and I feel like a goddamn king on my knees in front of her.
“So beautiful,” I say as I look up at her and see her cheeks flushed with pleasure. “So fucking beautiful.”
“What was that?” She wipes at her forehead and looks down at me like she’s seeing me for the first time. “I feel like I passed out but then I just kept cumming.”
I kiss her pussy one last time as I slide my fingers from her warmth and lick them clean. “I think that was the first of many times we’re going to be doing that.”
She swallows hard and nods as I move back on the seat with her and pull her into my lap. “I saw stars.” She smiles and her eyes are heavy.
“I saw perfection,” I say, leaning down and kissing her softly.
The taste of her desire on my tongue while I kiss her makes
