Reaching behind me, I fist my shirt, pulling it up and over my head. She sits up on the bed, our fingers fighting each other for control of the button on my jeans.
Somehow we get them unbuttoned and pulled down my thighs, where they get stuck because we’re trying for the same real estate. Wrenching myself away from her, I push them away, and step out of them, hitting the bed on my knees, in between her thighs.
“Take the edge off, D.” She grabs my hand, pulling it to my favorite spot to be buried in.
“You think I’m gonna take the edge off with my hand?” I lift an eyebrow.
“I was hoping.” She smirks.
“Not a fuckin’ chance.” I smirk back at her. A thought pushes its way to the front of my brain. “I don’t have condoms, babe.”
“It’s okay.” She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling my mouth down to hers.
She owns me, sucking my tongue like she does my dick. While I still have some control left, I put my thumb on her chin, moving it up until I’ve got it over her lips, and I’ve separated us. “Are you sure?”
Her teeth nip at my thumb. “I’m sure. This time instead of trying or not trying, let’s let nature take its course. Whatever is meant to happen, will happen. My mom and dad are proof of that.”
Honestly, I can’t argue the sentiment. So I take what she says at face value. Trust is going to be a big part of our relationship, and I’m putting all of mine into her right now.
Holding my cock steady, I line it up with her pussy and slowly thrust home.
“Fuck…” comes out on a groan. “You feel so good.” I drop my head, bringing my mouth back to hers.
She makes a noise of affirmation in the back of her throat, entangling my fingers with hers. Stretching out, I lift our hands over her head. Turning her head to the side to break our kiss, she inhales, breathing heavily.
My knees are digging into the sheet, steadying both of us as I roll my body into hers and then back out.
Her nails dig into my fingers when I go slightly deeper.
“Dalton, shit, that’s good.”
I mouth her neck, blowing hot breath across her ear before I nip at the tendon on her throat and then move slightly down her body. Using our entwined fingers and my strength, I pull her up just a smidge so that I can get her nipples in my mouth as I thrust home.
“Oh God.” She presses against my forearms. “Don’t stop.”
“The only thing that would make me stop would be God himself standing at the foot of this bed.”
She giggles, moaning again when I roll my stomach against her, flexing my hips. Using my teeth, I nibble on the taut peak at her chest, punishing and then praising as I bite, then soothe.
“You’re not playing fair,” she whines.
Lifting my mouth off her flesh, I blow on the heated nub. “Who said anything about playing fair?”
Finally, I let go of her hands, giving her the option of not only touching me, but herself too. Immediately one of her hands goes to my hair, pulling me harder against her tit. The other hand goes to her core, making a vee with her fingers around my cock.
Moaning deep in my throat, I let my body react to the feeling of her stroking me each time I push in, then pull out. Letting her nipple go, I glance up into her passion-darkened eyes.
“You’re gonna make me come,” I warn her.
She winks. “God I hope so.”
This is the woman I’ve missed in my bed every night, the one I had fun with, who always made me feel like the greatest man in the world.
With a mission to complete, I pick up the pace, settling back on my haunches so I have room to rub her clit while I thrust in and out.
Her hands run up and down her body, cupping the underside of her tits.
“Play with them for me, babe. Show me what you like.”
Reaching down, she plucks her nipples with the tips of her fingers, going harder and faster as I do the same.
From somewhere deep inside, a shot of adrenaline takes over my body and I grind against her even faster, causing the springs on the mattress to protest. They’re loud in the room, something that would be almost funny if we weren’t so close to reaching our goal.
Mandy opens her mouth on a silent scream, arching heavily, her pussy gripping me tightly. I grit my teeth, grinding my back molars to let her enjoy hers.
But when I hear her voice, I’m ready to go.
“Please, Dalton, please come for me,” she whispers, an urgency in her voice. “Let me feel it.”
And it’s those words that send me over the edge. My body shakes as I press home one last time, emptying everything I have into the only woman I’ve ever loved.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Mandy
Walking up to my parents’ house, I let the early morning smell wash over me, the sun just starting to rise up over the horizon. The walk is good for me, and I’m glad I decided to take it.
My thighs are still sore from the night before last, but I grin to myself because it was totally worth it. Knocking before letting myself in, I see Walker sitting on the couch.
“Hey, kiddo.”
He gets up, coming around to hug me tightly.
“Did you have fun last night?” I ask, ruffling his hair.
“Yeah, Harley and I made Justice scream. We found a frog.”
I shiver, I hate nature in the form of amphibians. “That was mean.”
“But the look on her face?” He grins. “Was worth it. What are you doing here so early?”
I shrug. “Was kinda hoping you’d go have breakfast with me. Word has it, Harper is saving some sausage biscuits for us, and Tyler’ll be there.”
He’s already getting up to put his shoes
