Page 74 of Somewhere You Belong

“Come for me, Willow. Fall apart for me, sweetheart.”

And those words are all it takes as with one final stroke, my orgasm detonates, sending me catapulting off a cliff. I moan and suck in air as I convulse, my animalistic sounds echoing off the walls of the small closet until the final wave subsides and I collapse back onto the pillow, out of breath.

“Oh my God,” I breathe out, eyes still closed, legs open, still exposed but too spent to care.

Dallas kisses the inside of my thigh, sucks my arousal from his fingers, and then grabs a blanket, pulling it over me. I vaguely recall the sound of a zipper and then peek to see him taking off his pants, throwing them in the same pile as my leggings.

When he catches me staring, he says, “Don’t worry. We’re not going there tonight, but I can’t sleep in wet jeans.”

“Dallas, that was…”

He crawls over to me, propping himself up on his elbow, peering down at me as I take in his entire physique.

The man looks like he’s photoshopped.

And then I see the bulge in his briefs.

Yeah, there’s no way that’s gonna fit inside me.

But he’s so hard that it looks painful.

I reach out to touch him, wanting to return the favor, desperately wanting to make him feel as good as he made me feel just now, but he stops my hand before I make contact.

“Not tonight.” He shakes his head slowly.

“But…”

“Tonight was about you.” He taps his finger to my nose.

My brows draw together. “That doesn’t seem fair.”

“Trust me, I’m excellent. I have your scent in my beard and your taste on my tongue. I’m plenty satisfied for right now. They’ll be time for you to repay me later.” I roll my eyes but he leans forward and kisses me, my taste lingering on his lips too. “Now, let’s try to get some sleep.”

“I’m not sure I’ll be able to,” I retort as a yawn escapes my lips. It seems like that orgasm did its job of helping me relax, but the sound of the wind whipping outside and the imminent threat of destruction to my house is sure to keep me up all night.

“I think you’ll be just fine.” He reaches out to brush my hair from my face as I close my eyes, and that’s the last thing I remember until we wake up hours later, the aftermath of our hook-up more evident in the light of day.

Chapter fifteen

Dallas

A soft snore escapes her lips as I fight back my laughter. Willow passed out shortly after I ate her pussy like she was my last fucking meal, and barely stirred all night. But my sleep was scarce as the storm passed over us, even though it was mostly my brain keeping me up. I managed to doze off for a few hours, but honestly, knowing the woman sleeping next to me was Willow made it hard for me to fall asleep and afraid of what dreams might come alive if I did.

Last night was…affirming. That attraction and electricity that I’ve been feeling for the past month combusted the second our lips touched.

And even though I know this will make our circumstances more complicated, right now, I really just don’t give a fuck.

Willow stirs beside me, slowly opening her eyes to find me watching her. “It’s not polite to stare,” she murmurs, her voice groggy.

“Well, you were snoring and woke me up.”

Her eyes widen. “I was not!”

“Sorry to break it to you, Willow.” I tap her on the nose. “You snore.”

She pulls the covers over her head. “Ugh, that’s embarrassing.”

I whip them right back off. “I don’t know, I found it kind of sexy, Goose.” I lean down to kiss her lips, and she pushes me away.

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