“That was symphony at its finest,” he said.
I laughed. “That was magical.”
He chuckled. “I like that one too.”
He slowly slid into me, teasing me with his girth and length. I gripped his hardened biceps and tried not to wiggle underneath him as he filled me entirely. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he situated himself, pushing deeper into me until he couldn’t go any farther.
“Are you ready for this?” he asked.
I nodded.
He started moving in me, pressing against my hips with each stroke while holding me in his gaze. His hair dangled down, the tips swaying with each movement into me he made. Minutes into it, he lowered himself to me and kissed me deeply.
I sucked in a breath, tasting my sex on his mouth. He slid his tongue along mine and wrapped his arms around me, not losing a beat. Pressure started to build between my hips again, and I angled my hips to help coax it closer.
Dallas buried his face into the crook of my neck and took steady, deep breaths. I brushed his hair from my face and clung to him as my orgasm drew closer.
“I’m getting close,” I whispered.
“Good,” he forced out.
Warmth bled through me, and my eyes closed. My toes curled as my body tensed, gearing up for the release. A few more seconds and a rush of relief bled through me. Pleasure danced through my hips, and I moaned into the night again.
Dallas chuckled. “We’re certainly giving the town something to talk about.”
“They’ll never know it was us,” I said. “Not unless they come looking.”
“Well, in that case, let’s give them even more to discuss,” he said.
He kissed me and rolled to his back, pulling me with him. I situated myself on top of him, bracing myself with my hands on his chest.
His hands grip my hips, fingertips digging into my ass. I rocked above him, twerking my hips and grinding against him. It wasn’t long before my climax started to hit again, and Dallas helped keep the momentum going.
“Come on, baby,” he murmured as I continued to move above him while crying out my pleasure.
I continued to move above him as he coaxed me with his hands.
He grunted. “Almost there.”
I sucked in a breath and dug deep to pull every last ounce of energy inside me to help him get off too. And within seconds, his fingers dug into my skin, and he stiffened and groaned. His face twisted and contorted almost as though he was in pain.
I almost stopped until he shook his head.
“Don’t stop,” he pushed out.
I kept going, rocking against him as hot liquid spilled into my sex.
As soon as he relaxed, I slowed to a stop.
He sighed and stared up at the sky as I lowered myself to his chest. I was out of breath and my heart pounded in my chest, but I was also satisfied. Even more so when Dallas wrapped his arms around me.
“Thank you,” he said.
“For what?” I asked, feeling my eyes become droopy.
“For letting me have a part of you,” he said.
I chuckled and kissed his cheek. “Thank you for all the orgasms.”