Page 90 of Wildest Dreams

“I'm not the same girl from all those years ago Tripp,” and damn she breaks my heart as her voice cracks.

“No Dreamcatcher, you're not,” I whisper, not letting her drop her eyes from mine for even a second, “but look what you did... you grew a beautiful little girl who adores you. Sure, you've changed in your eyes baby... but not in mine, not even a little. You're still the girl who held my heart all those years ago, you'll always be her Dixie.”

My other hand skims down the side of her body, tracing the curve of her hip before I gently push her hand away. Gently brushing my fingertips over the silver stretch marks that she thinks taint her beautiful skin, but they don’t. I follow them like a trail, gliding them across her lower stomach before I skim them over her hips, and slowly, I let them glide delicately up the side of her body towards her chin, her eyes burning into mine.

“Don't ever hide from me, I have dreamed of this moment for the last ten years... you're it for me Dixie. My wildestdreams, my wildestlove, my wildestforever.”

She chokes out, hands resting on my racing heart as her lips press into mine. She's needy and wanting and I want to give it all to her. Everything I have is hers, my heart, my soul, my love, my desire.Everything.

She slowly and gently turns me around so I am standing where she was and ever so gently she pushes me back so I am on the bed, sitting on the edge. She stands between my legs, hands on my face as her eyes bounce between mine.

“I love you Tripp. I never stopped,” she whispers as she kisses me softly. My fingers kneading her hips as I lay back, taking her down with me so her chest is pressed against my shirt. She smirks, and my hand trails up her spine before my fingers are tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

Her fingers fumble with the buttons of my shirt as she slowly begins to undo them. Gently pushing them over my shoulders as I rest up onto my elbows and I see her eyes fall to my bullet hole scar, trembling fingers tracing over the bumpy surface of skin before they descend over my tattoo that sits over my heart ‘live by the ranch, die by the ranch’.

She's in her head, her eyes tearing.

My large hand cups her face, thumb brushing over her cheek.

“Eyes on me baby,” I whisper to her, and she does, her beautiful blue ocean eyes find mine. Dragging her fingers across my toned stomach, they stop at the button of my pants, and I nod softly. Hopping from me, her feet are firmly on the hardwood floor as she pulls my pants down my legs. Once she has got the shorter side off my cast, she holds them up and giggles. They look ridiculous. We had to cut one leg to accommodate my shitty cast.

Tossing them to the floor, her attention is back on me.

“Can you move onto the bed anymore?” she asks all coy, but I know deep inside of her, the minx that is Dixie Walker is still buried within.

I push myself back up, and grunt as I move towards the headboard, so my back is resting against the hard surface, both legs fully on the bed.

She reaches for a scatter cushion and pops it under the foot of my cast, and I smirk.

Bending my good leg up and widening my thighs I watch as she crawls up the bed before she straddles her legs either side of my lap, her pantie covered pussy rubbing against my cock.

“You sure about this?” I ask just as her lips dust over mine.

“Always,” she whispers back as my tongue pushes into her mouth, a soft whimper escaping as I hold onto her hips, desperate to be inside of her.

Her fingers walk down my stomach and into the waistband of my boxers and I groan as her thumb brushes against the sensitive head of my cock. My eyes flutter open as I watch her, letting my fingers dust up her side from her hips before they're on her tits, kneading and rolling her nipples between my fingers. Her head rolls back as she lifts her hips from me and her arousal has soaked through the thin material of my boxers.

Her greedy hands are in the waistband as she tugs them down, my cock bobbing with pre cum sitting on the tip as it rests against my stomach.

“Fuck,” she whispers and I watch as her cheeks turn pink. This is not the first time we have been together, but somehow, it feels like it.

“Let me see your pretty pussy,” I rasp, eyes grazing down her perfect body. She is still on her knees hovering over me when she thumbs her panties and slowly slips them down until she has to stand to kick them off her feet.

A moan vibrates out of me, bottom lip dragged into my mouth by my teeth. My hand slips between her thighs, rubbing her clit and my cock pulses, desperate to be buried deep inside of her.

Her small fingers wrap around the thick girth of my cock as they slowly and teasingly stroke up and down.

“You still want to fuck me?” I ask, eyes burning into hers, breaths slow and I am trying so damn hard to control myself.

She nods, her breath shuddering as I slip a finger into her soaked cunt.

“Good,” I lean forward, nipping at the skin on her neck and her back arches as her hips roll forward, her clit rubbing over the palm of my hand as my fingers fuck her.

“I need you,” she whispers, eyes all hazy and wild. Her hips tilt and I slip my fingers from her, bringing them to my lips before pushing them into my mouth and sucking them clean.Eyes roll in the back of my head as her hand strokes me still. Pushing to her knees, she rubs the head of my cock over her clit before gliding me between her pussy lips and teasing at her opening.

“Not as much as I need you darlin',” hips rolling up and my cock slips just inside of her and fuck it's euphoric.

Her head falls forward as I fill her slowly, her body trembling and her breathy moans like music to my ears.

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