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“Dallas,” I keep my voice low.
“Such a good fucking girl,” he whispers against my ear. “As much as I want to hear you screaming my name when I fuck you with my hand, I’d much rather not share your noises with the world. They are mine,” he grits out. “Every sound belongs to me.”
“Ibelong to you,” I pant. “Dallas, you have me. You have every part of me.”
A rumble vibrates in his chest on my back, and he moves his fingers inside of me faster and harder than before, like a primal beast just released from its cage. And it’s just enough for my body to tense up as my orgasm climbs. My hips rock against his hand, his erection pressed into my back, all of it’s so much right now—so intense.
“Right there. Don’t stop.”
“I didn’t plan on it.”
Within seconds, my body quivers and shakes as the orgasm rocks my body. My vision goes hazy, and I repeat his name over and over again like a chant as I ride out the intense feeling of all of it.
As soon as my breathing slows, Dallas pulls his hand between my legs. I trail his movements as he brings them to his lips, sucking them clean. His eyes flutter closed as if he were eating some kind of dessert straight from heaven.
“That was…wow.”
He pulls my back flush with his front again, holding me again the way we were before things got out of hand. I never want this feeling to end. Just having his arms around me is everything I never knew I wanted.
“Dallas?”
“Yes, honey?”
“Will you stay over tonight?”
“Are you sure?”
“I’ve never been more sure of anything.”
CHAPTER 35
I LIKE YOUR LISTS.
Dallas
Poppy’s front door slams shut as I press her against it. We haven’t been able to keep our hands off each other the entire ride from the lake to her house. Now that we’re inside, they roam each other’s bodies as if neither of us knows where we want to touch; we just want it all.
It’s frantic and messy.
It’s hot and desperate.
I reach down to lift her, and her legs wrap around my waist. She grinds against the erection behind my jeans, screaming to be released. She bites down on my bottom lip, and this new side of Poppy is something I will never take for granted.
She trusts me.
She’s comfortable enough with me not to hold back.
“I need more, Dallas.” She pants, bucking her hips into me. “Iwantmore.”
“Your wish is my fucking command, baby,” I growl against her skin, carrying her to her bedroom. “I fully plan to make you forget your name tonight.”
I stop in the middle of her room, she unwraps her legs, andstands in front of me. I flip her around so her back is pressed to my front. Looking over her shoulder, I see the vibrator that was delivered to my house by accident sitting on an end table next to a mirror in the corner of her room. I angle her body until we’re both facing it. She’s looking at me through the reflection, and my heart thunders in my chest. I reach a hand around her, brushing my fingertips across her chest and then her collarbone. She shivers at my touch, but keeps tracking my every move. When I bend down to reach for the hem of her dress, I pause, silently asking if this is okay. She nods.
I pull it up her body and over her head before tossing it to the ground next to us, followed by her bra, leaving only her panties on.
“I’ll never stop admiring how goddamn perfect you are, Poppy.”
I reach up, brushing her long hair behind her shoulders, exposing her full breasts to me in the mirror, and then trailing my fingertips from her shoulders, down her chest until I reach her nipples. Goose bumps pebble across her skin, and she lets her head fall back.
