Page 126 of Home Field Advantage
“Talk to me. Tell me how you’re feeling.”
“It hurts a little. But keep going.”
“You’re doing so good,” he praises, sliding deeper and deeper.
I don’t take my eyes off the way his cock disappears inside of me. Once he hits a certain point, I hiss in pain, my back falling to the mattress as I grip the sheets around me. My eyes are glued shut as I let my body adjust to his size, willing it to pass.
It’s too much.
The pressure and pain combined are so intense that I feel like I can’t breathe.
Dallas draws back before pushing back in, still keeping his movements slow and steady. Only this time, when he pushes himself back in, the feeling changes from pain to pleasure. A fullness settles between my legs, and I release a long moan, muffledby some other inaudible words because I can’t think or see straight.
“Look, Poppy,” he says, forcing my eyes back open. His gaze is settled on the spot where we’re connected, so I follow it. “Look at how perfectly your pussy is taking me. Watch how my cock disappears inside of you.My god, it’s like you were made for me.”
I can’t answer.
The feeling is so intense; I feel like I might die right here. It’s a good kind of intense, though.
“How do you feel?”
“It feels so good,” I manage to get out. “So good.”
“Does it hurt anymore?”
I shake my head.
He sits up taller, resting both hands under my knees and pushing them up toward me. Then he looks down at where we’re connected, biting his bottom lip and driving his cock in and out of me.
“Dallas,” I moan his name, snapping him out of the trance he was in.
He leans forward, my legs on both sides of his stomach. The move only drives his cock deeper inside of me, forcing my lips to part. He captures all the air in my lungs when he crashes his lips to mine. Tongue swirling in my mouth, hips moving against me, and my hands clawing at his back.
He pulls back, hovering over my lips. “Now I’m going to fuck you properly, Poppy.”
He moves his body just enough that he’s able to hold himself up on his elbows, caging my head in between them. His fingers find their place tangled in my hair.
Dallas pulls his hips back and I feel the tip of his cock pull out of me just enough before he slams into me full hilt.
“Yes!” I scream.
Finding a steady rhythm, he moves in and out of me, doing exactly what he said he was going to do. I know I’ve never donethis before, but I can’t imagine it being any better than this. My body is on fire, electrifying every inch of my skin. His breathing is fast, but steady. The only noise is our breaths mingled together, and wet skin slapping against one another. He doesn’t once take his eyes off me. He’s watching me with such intensity that it makes everything between my legs build that much more.
“I…don’t know how much longer I can last, Dallas. It feels so good. I feel so full.”
“I know. I can feel your pussy squeezing me, baby,” he says, barely able to get the words out from being so out of breath. “Come for me when you’re ready.”
“I’m ready,” I practically scream. “Dallas! Ahh.”
And my orgasm rocks me from the way he thrusts his hips into me, and the gruff tone of his voice. Everything about Dallas is enough to drive me to this point. I’m giving myself to him, and he’s protecting it—protecting me.
“I’m coming.”
“Yes”—thrust—“you”—thrust—“are,” he says, barely holding it together himself. The way his body tenses, I know he’s coming, too.
My arms wrap around his neck, pulling his head down to kiss me through it. I want his lips on mine, to breathe him in at this moment. I’m unable even to hold the kiss as I pant into his mouth.
“You’re mine,” he whispers into my lips, so low that I almost miss it. “God, I’m so ruined by you.”
