“Did you not hear what I said before, Belle? I know you’re not deaf, or stupid,” he replied, stroking my cheek so softly whilst his eyes shone with affection. “Everleigh, I know it’s going to take time for you to trust me, and to listen to me, really listen to me… You areeverythingI need. Everything I will ever want now, tomorrow, next week, in fact, forever more. Your mind, body and soul belong to this...” He grabbed my hands and placed both of them over his heart as I felt the steady rhythm beating away underneath. “They always have, and always will…”
“And that…?” I winked, letting my eyes crawl down the length of his body, fixating on his pant covered cock before running my hand onto his hard formed chest and allowing it to linger.
“Oh, that's always been yours… and you know it, Belle.” He hissed the words as he pushed into my side and pressed his hard length against me, making my pussy ache for him. “Now, let’s go. Unless you want me to throw you over my shoulder and tan your backside to move faster.”
“Is that a promise…” I grinned before twirling around in a circle and marching off in the direction of my apartment.
I felt Dawson's presence straight behind me as his arm circled around my waist and a giggle left my mouth. I craved more and even though he had hurt me, my traitorous mind and body wanted him. I wanted all the dirty words he was promising me to become a reality. To fuck me, to prove that I'm the only one that matters.
“Now, Belle… when I promise, I mean it,” he replied, pulling my body into the side of his hip. We fitted together with ease. “Now, I won't say it again… my dirty girl.”
He gave my backside a swift tap before making sure I saw the quick rearrangement of his dick hidden in the darkness of the night. My body hummed with desire as we weaved through the streets hand in hand, locked in each other's embrace until my breathing quickened. I loosened my hold and reached into my bag for my keys but Dawson grabbed them from my dangling fingertips.
“Room number, Belle?” he commanded, walking slowly up towards the door until my back was flush against the apartment block door.
“2C,” I stuttered slowly out as he took big strides towards my door. He opened the lock with urgency, pulling me inside and slamming it closed with his foot.
“Bedroom, now!” he barked. The fire burned vividly between his dark hazel eyes as they never left sight of me. He dropped his jacket to the ground and started slowly unbuttoning the first couple of buttons of his shirt, revealing the small amount of chest hair before freezing. “Everleigh, I won't say it again…”
“Yes, sir…” I chuckled, kicking my heels off my feet and bending over, wiggling my ass as I gently slid my fishnets down. I grabbed the zipper on my dress and slowly teased it down, allowing the fabric to gape open as it dropped to a puddle on the floor around my feet. With a quick flick of the fingers, the bra buckle opened and I slid it down my arms onto the floor below, my sultry voice echoed. “Bedroom, right. Yes, let’s go, sir.”
“Oh, sir's right, Belle.” He chuckled deeply as I heard his feet on the floor, pounding towards me.
One hand splayed across the edge of the doorframe, his shirt half unbuttoned and trousers still on. He inched closer as I licked my bottom lip.
“Now, I'm going to start on my truths. First, fixing you and that heart and fucking all that hate away.” He smirked, closing the door behind him with his foot.
11
Dawson
Ipoured every emotion in my heart out, pushed the harsh reality into the open when Everleigh tried to inflict a reaction from me. It wasn't going to work. I hated thinking of her with other guys but how could I have condemned her for it? I hadn't been a saint myself, grabbing any girl with a pulse at one stage and fucking them against the wall. I’d close my eyes and imagine it was her tight pussy, but nothing compared. Not even close.
Patience was a virtue and it had long left the building. The moment I saw Everleigh, I knew that I would do anything to make her mine again by any means necessary. Now in her bedroom, I was in control, a man on the edge, hungry and starving. Desperate to devour her, I waited for the signal. A sign to pounce and ensure that her pussy remembers who it belongs to; now and forever more. Each step she takes tomorrow, all she will feel is how I consumed her completely.
Everleigh's body was better than I remembered. The sexy curves she sported had made my dick painfully sore, trapped rubbing against the seam in my jeans as I inched closer to her.
“Fucking beautiful, Belle,” I said as I heard her suck in a breath as her knees hit the edge of the bed and she tumbled backwards onto her back. Her pert tits bounced as my mouth watered at the sight, just wanting to taste her creamy flesh.
I quickly allowed my fingers to undo the remaining buttons on my shirt and let the fabric fall over my shoulders onto the ground. Everleigh placed her elbows onto the mattress and turned onto her side, watching my every move. I undid the clasp on my belt; it hit the metal buttons and zipper as I teased them down my legs. I stepped out of them, revealing my hard length, bobbing proudly as her gaze stopped on him.
“Are you reminiscing?” I asked as I lifted my brow at her. I placed one knee on the edge of the bed, before scooting forward and straddling her waist without leaving Everleigh any space to move. I grabbed both of Everleigh's hands and held them above her head. “Is your pussy wet?”
“Yes…” she replied in a lust drunken state. I let go of her hands and she automatically began to explore all the groves and ridges of my chest. Her fingers continued their mission before they ran along the small patch of chest hair and stopped to twirl her finger in it.
“How wet are you? Are you dripping for me? Is that greedy cunt of yours desperate to be filled, Everleigh? If I run my hand down…” I said in a gravelly, tone, allowing my fingers to trail over her breasts. I rolled her right nipple in between my thumb and forefinger before giving it a quick nip as her back arched upwards. I repeated the movement on the opposite side, taking my time pushing her to the edge. My mouth licked and sucked her sharp as crystal nipples as my hand trailed down over her hips and the curvature of her waist before moving around to her stomach and freezing. I looked deep into her eyes. “Tell me…”
“Soaking…” she mumbled as she wriggled between my thighs and my cock leaked a droplet of pre-cum. I grabbed the end of my hard length and squeezed a droplet out and showed it to her.
“All for you, Belle,” I hissed as I reached between her thighs, through her folds into her pussy and moaned loudly. “And this…” I pushed my finger deep into her, curling it upwards towards her sweet spot, “is all fucking mine.”
“Yes, Dawson…” She arched her back against the mattress, pushing against my hand, begging for me to push against her and create that sweet friction. “Fuck me, I want you now… bare.”
Her eyes glimmered as a red blush traveled up her body and the moans increased from her mouth.
“Gorgeous… are you sure?”
“Dawson, fuck me now,” she spat out in earnest, lifting her hips as the heat of her pussy teased me.