Page 28 of The Fall

“You look so beautiful. There wasn’t a guy in there that didn’t wish they were me. Thanks for coming.”

Jade eyes beckoned me, and I leaned in and slowly took her lips, and she kissed me back without hesitation.

This was it.

“I want you to take me upstairs,” she whispered as I pulled away.

“What?”

“You heard me, Dean. I want you to take me upstairs,” she said, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me so I was a whisper away from her lips.

“I’m not going to take you upstairs and just screw you, Dallas,” I said as my dick disagreed, raging in my shorts underneath the thin sheet.

I wanted this woman.

I needed this woman, and I’d be damned if she hadn’t just stolen my thunder again by making the first move. “Not tonight, not like this.” I was fighting for control. Every fiber of my being wanted to do exactly what she asked me to. I’d planned on telling her everything about how I felt. I didn’t want our attraction to get in the way of the truth. I wanted her to understand that before I laid a hand on her. She deserved it. She was worth the wait.

“I’m aware of what I’m asking, you ass.” She looked at me seriously as she leaned in, taking my lips slowly as I groaned in frustration.

“This is not a random hookup, Dallas, all right? You mean more to me than that. You’re a lifetime girl.”

“What?”

Her lips parted, and I couldn’t resist. I went in. I’d already waited three years to deliver this kiss, and I wasn’t waiting a fucking second longer. I took her mouth greedily as she latched on to me desperately and moaned. My body lit on fire as I tasted her, unable to hold back. I gripped her head, plunging my tongue in over and over again, tasting her, savoring her every whimper, her every reaction. When I pulled away and could finish a sentence, I continued my explanation.

“Lifetime girl,” I whispered as she opened her eyes slowly, drawing a long breath, just as affected by our kiss.

“What does that mean?”

“You aren’t a girl to just screw, Dallas. You’re a girl to fall in love with. I’ve always thought that about you, but I couldn’t be with you the way I wanted to.”

“Oh please, that was just an excuse for you to be able to sleep around. Newsflash, I’m no longer innocent and haven’t been for some time. I don’t need you to marry me. I need you to take me upstairs.”

“We’re more than a quick screw, Dallas,” I defended.

“Not to me,” she said defiantly. This wasn’t her. This was the hurt fifteen-year-old that I’d rejected three years ago staring up at me. She was scared. I understood it.

As much as her sharp words stung, I could no longer ignore the fact that I needed her beneath me. I closed my eyes and opened them, no longer a man in control.

“You can’t handle what I have to give to you,” I growled as I studied her.

“Try me,” she said coyly as she gripped me firmly through my pants. Throwing her over my shoulder, I walked her around to the back door as she laughed as I flew up the stairs. When we reached my room, I paused as I set her on her feet, and she walked in, taking a look around. She noticed I wasn’t next to her and turned to look back at me.

“Shut the door, Dean.” She moved to take off her dress, and I shut it quickly, turning back to her. She was now bare to me in only heels and underwear. Clearly, she and I had two completely different ideas about how this night would go.

I damn near hit my knees at the sight of her.

Unwrapping the sheet from around me, I locked the door behind me as I admired her beautiful body. She took a few steps toward me, and I met her in the center of the room. The second I had that door locked, it was time to let her know she was no longer in control. I pulled her into a kiss that had her breathless as I backed her into the wall. Devouring her mouth, I felt her melt into me, completely consumed. She ripped her lips from mine, looking up at me with absolute hunger. I stoked the fire by cupping her breast and taking her nipple in my mouth, laving it until it was tight and peaked under my tongue. She moaned as she arched her back, offering me more, which I took greedily. I looked up at her as I stroked each peak with my tongue, spurring her on.

Releasing her from my mouth, she looked down at me in surprise.

“Is this what you want, Dallas?”

“Not quite.” She took my hand and brought it to her center. I felt her heat through the top of her panties and groaned as I again pushed her back against the wall, spreading her legs and stroking her over the soaked strip of lace covering her. She looked so fucking beautiful as she panted, desperately grinding into my hand.

“Damn it, Dallas, you feel so good.” I coaxed with my fingers, slipping them under her now useless panties and slid them into her. She gasped and threw her arm around my neck to keep from buckling. I thrust my fingers in deeper, palming the hard bundles of nerves as her body begged for release. She threw her head back, her chest heaving as she pleaded with me.

“Make me come, Dean.”

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