Page 22 of Surrender
“Fuck! Dallis!” She found herself screaming as her orgasm ripped through her almost violently.
Her entire body shook, and all she wanted to do was throw her head back and close her eyes, but she didn’t. She couldn’t stop looking at him. She was trapped in his gaze.
He didn’t release her clit from his teeth until her shaking subsided. When he did, he took two long, slow licks, causing her to jerk a little before he went down and sucked her juices up and into his mouth.
Dallis came up to her and kissed her, immediately sliding his tongue into her mouth and sharing her release. She felt she should have been disgusted, drawn back, or turned off. None of the above was accurate, though. She was turned on, and at that moment, he could have told her he was going to fuck her, and she would spread eagle.
Bitch! His little young ass just turned us out, and he didn’t even dick us down! I hate to say it, but we may be in over our heads with him, but I love it!
Colbie wasn’t going to deny GiGi’s claims because shit, she knew it was true.
He pulled away from the kiss first, and Colbie reached up to wipe her juices from his face. He evaded her hand and smirked at her before moving back down on the couch. He leaned in and licked her sensitive clit.
“Dallis, what are you doing?”
“You said if I let you cum, you’d let me taste you again later.” He leaned in and licked her pussy again. “It’s later.” With that, he attached his lips to her clit and sucked.
Colbie stood at her island as she and Dallis made their plates. They cooked a dinner of baked chicken with vegetables together. They’d steamed the vegetables in foil with the chicken when it was close to being done. She had never fixed it that way. Always cooking her vegetables separate, but it all looked so delicious when they took it out.
At the moment, she was surprised she could stand. After Dallis had allowed her to cum the first time, he had gone on to taste her slowly, as he put it, the second time. He had probably spent about an hour and a half between her legs. Hell, she had to swerve his advances while they waited for the food to finish. It had been a while, and she didn’t know if her poor vagina could handle him playing with her again, even if it were just his tongue.
After they had cleaned up the couch and themselves, they put on some music and began to cook. Dallis had told her it would take about an hour or so until it was done. While they waited, they talked, told a couple of embarrassing stories, and they listened to music.
Taking her plate over to the table, she placed it down. She usually had a glass of wine with dinner, but she didn’t want to drink in front of him, and she wasn’t about to give him any. Boyfriend or not, he was still under the drinking age.
She stopped at that thought for a moment.Boyfriend. Yes, he had called himself her man and her his girlfriend, but this was the first time she had used a label. Had put a label on what he was to her. Colbie knew that putting a label on them, or at least her using one, would make them more official, and official meant real.
However, there was no way she could deny that they were in a relationship. Especially not after he spent a movie length of time acquainting himself with her pussy. The ship, to deny that they were anything, had sailed, and neither one of them had been on it. She had jumped off onto an island that was Dallis. While he…
Jumped off into an ocean, which was our pussy?GiGi questioned. Colbie rolled her eyes at herself.
She was pulled from her thoughts as Dallis sat down beside her. He placed a glass by her plate. She glanced at it and saw that it was apple juice. She thanked him before taking her seat. They blessed the food, digging in. It was good, and she told him as much.
“Thank you, gorgeous.”
“So, who taught you how to cook?”
“Both of my parents are pretty good cooks, but my Aunt Yani taught me. She owns a catering business and can cook like nobody’s business.”
“They taught you well,” Colbie told him.
As they ate, they made small talk. Most of the time, when she spoke with her students about something other than schoolwork, she brought up college and asked them where they planned on attending. She didn’t have the desire to question Dallis about it. She had just come to terms with their relationship somewhat. She wasn’t ready for him to tell her that he was going somewhere across the country to college.
After eating, they cleaned the kitchen together and put up the leftover food. When she looked at the clock, she saw it was eight o’clock. She knew Dallis probably needed to go, but she was having a good time with him.
“Do you want to watch another movie?” she questioned. “Or do you need to go?”
Dallis pulled her to him, and Colbie wrapped her arms around his neck. “Do you want me to go?” he asked.
“No,” she told him honestly. “I don’t.”
“Then we can watch another movie,” he responded before pecking her lips.
They went back to the couch, and she let him choose the movie. He pickedPlanet of the Apes, and they settled in to watch it with her against his chest.
Colbie felt herself be lifted, but she was too tired, and her eyelids were too heavy to open. Subconsciously, she knew she was in the middle stage between sleep and awake. The last thing she remembered before falling asleep was telling Dallis to put in another movie.
She was laid on what she could only assume to be her bed before her pants were pulled off. She heard a groan and what sounded like, “Do not wake her up with your dick,” before she felt the warmth of a comforter.
