Page 24 of Dali: The Demolisher

“Yes,” she admitted, surprising the hell out of me.

Like magnets, we made our way into each other’s arms… Onto each other’s lips. I didn’t have the patience to be gentle and make love to her, and based on the hungry manner in which she kissed me and tugged at the button on my slacks, Kas felt the same way too. We worked together pulling my dick out, then I picked her up and pressed her against the wall. Pushing her panties to the side, I slipped into the place that had always felt like peace—like heaven on earth.

Over a year had passed since we’d last made love, and I couldn’t even move immediately, afraid I’d cum prematurely. No matter how many women I slept with,noneof them comparedto my experiences with Kassadee—physically and emotionally. With her, it wasn’t just sex. It wasn’t just an exchange of bodily fluids. It wasn’t just a release. With her, it was yada. It was the act of knowing a person more intimately than anyone else. We weren’t just exchanging orgasms; we were exchanging pieces of our hearts, minds, and souls too.

When I finally felt strong enough to move inside of her, I did. She buried her face in my neck then lifted it and placed her mouth next to my ear. The feel of her breaths and sound of her moans and curses had my eyes squeezing shut as I hissed. She was wet and sucking my shit in tight—deep. I was going to nut quick, and I didn’t even feel ashamed of that shit.

If it was anyone else, I would have been strapped up and still pulled out to cum. Since our first time, I’d never worn a condom with Kas. It wasn’t because I didn’t respect or want to protect her… but when we finally surrendered to our desires, it was always hurried and animalistic.

My seeds coated her walls as I bit down on her shoulder. She came right after, and I waited until her walls stopped pulsing to pull out and lean her against the sink. I slid into her from behind, filling her with deep, swift, hard strokes. With my arm wrapped around her neck, I lost myself in the sound of her moaning and whimpering my name.

“Tell me you know I’m yours,” I commanded against her ear, tightening my arm around her neck.

She clawed at my thighs as her lips trembled. Our eyes remained locked in the mirror though hers fluttered.

“You’re mine,” she moaned breathlessly.

“Tell me you know I belong to you.”

“Mm.” Her back arched as she moaned and squeezed her eyes shut. I slipped my hand under her dress and massaged her clit as her walls tightened against me in preparation for her second climax. “Baby…”

“Tell me.” My hand replaced my arm around her neck as I lengthened my strokes. Tugging my bottom lip into my mouth, I moaned. “Tell me I belong to you.”

She released a sizzling breath before a series of moans escaped her as she came. Her walls pulsed and leaked as she declared, “You belong to me,” in the sexiest voice I’d ever heard. “You’remine, Dali.” Her gasp before her body shuddered was enough to make me cum again too. “Only mine.”

Our eyes remained locked until neither of us could hold the gaze. I gripped her waist and tried to control my sporadic strokes as I emptied myself inside of her. Low hums and curses escaped me as Kas rested her back against me. Her arm lifted and she lowered my face to her neck. I kissed it twice before gripping it and using it to tilt her head. Connecting my lips with hers, I moaned as aftershocks surged through me.

“I love you, Kassadee,” I confessed against her lips before kissing her deeply.

Sniffling, she pulled away and rested her head on my chest. She took a few breaths then pushed me out of her slowly. I watched her as she wiped a tear and lowered her dress.

“Dali, I…”

“I didn’t say that for you to say it back.” Cutting on the sink, I wet a few napkins and handed them to her. “I just wanted you to know.”

The distress on her face was an indicator of her overthinking. I didn’t want to say or do anything to make it worse. I wanted her to sit with my seeds in her pussy and my love in her mind and heart. For that reason, I made quick work of wiping my dick off before heading out of the bathroom to take Geneva’s ass home. Even if Kas and I didn’t get together any time soon, playtime with other women was officially over.

The Next Morning

I wasgrateful Germany wasn’t too hungover to meet me for breakfast. Shit got wild by the time I came back from dropping Geneva off. Kassadee had taken over for the bartender and had everybody fucked up. And after what happened with Geneva, I needed the drinks too.

Apparently, when I told Geneva to wait for me in the car, she thought it was for us to have sex. When I made it out there, she was naked in the back seat.

“Damn, sorry. I meant so I could take you home,” I told her, getting into the driver’s seat.

“Why? So you can fuck with that girl? If you wanted to be with her, why did you bring me?”

Since she didn’t start putting her clothes on immediately, I avoided looking in the back seat.

“I do want to be with her, but we can’t be together, which is why I’m single. I brought you here because I wanted you to join me for the evening. I do apologize if I made you feel uncomfortable. I didn’t know she would actually be here.”

She yanked her dress off the seat. “Do you know how embarrassing that was? You introduce me to your people as your date then spend damn near twenty minutes grinding all against her.” Geneva scoffed. “At one point you had so much of her ass in your hand I was sure you were touching her pussy too.”

As serious as the conversation was, I held back a laugh as I hung my head.

“I’m sorry, Geneva. Like I said, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“Whatever,” she grumbled. “Just take me home.”

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