Saving Dallas (Saving Dallas 1)

“My turn,” he said, causing me to glance up to his face. His smirk was there and the arrogance was evident. I didn’t care. He had every right to be conceited. He trailed his fingers up my arms and back down again. Grabbing my shoulders, he slowly turned me so that my back was to him and pushed my hair to the front of my shoulder. With one hand, his skilled fingers, unsnapped the string of rhinestones. He slid his hands from my neck down to my waist, taking my dress with him. It soundlessly fell to the floor and pooled at my feet. “You are so beautiful.”

I could feel his breath on my neck as he kissed his way from my ear to my shoulder, then down my arm. He planted a soft kiss on the palm of my hand, and then twirled me around to face him. In that moment, in the candlelight and completely naked in front of him, I was more appreciative of hot wax and spa treatments than I had ever been. His eyes roamed my body, taking everything in from my hard nipples to my yellow stilettos.

“So beautiful,” he murmured, claiming my mouth with his. I melted into his arms. Even though there was no physical way I could get any closer, I continued to push my body against his. He gently pushed me on the bed. He grabbed my shoes and slid them off, then pushed my legs apart, exposing my most intimate parts.

“Tonight you are all mine. I am gonna savor every part of your body my mouth touches.” His blues eyes were blazing with heat and his face was full of hunger. His voice was low and deep each time he spoke. He kissed my feet, sucking each toe as if it were a delicious treat. His mouth made its way up my leg, kissing and nipping my skin as he went. When he got to my inner thigh, he kissed the tender tissue in the crease of my leg causing me to moan out loud. Just when I thought he would hit it home, he skipped over my throbbing center to begin the same torture on the other leg.

“Please,” I moaned. My back was arched off the bed and my eyes were screwed shut. The pleasure was almost too much to bear.

“Shh, baby. I’m going to take care of you. That’s what I’m here for. I promise you, it will be well worth the wait. Are you on birth control, Dallas?”

“Yes,” I managed to say. I was unable to focus. His words along with his torturous tongue drove me mad. Finally, his tongue made contact with my sensitive, wet flesh. The first flick of his tongue almost sent me over the edge. His tongue circled my clit over and over. My moans and cries, I was sure, could be heard for miles. I moved my hands to grab the back of his head, but his were faster and restrained me.

“Calm down baby,” he whispered. When his breath blew over me, I couldn’t hold back any longer. My orgasm racked through my body as his mouth took over, licking, sucking and kissing me from my entrance to my clit. The orgasm rocked on for what seemed like forever, and when I finally came down from it, he was climbing over the top of me licking and kissing his way up my stomach to my firm breasts. He sucked softly on my nipples, each flick of his tongue causing me to jerk. “Look at me baby.” I slowly opened my eyes to see his beautiful face staring down at me. My juices were visible on his perfect lips and instantly made me hotter. His look was serious when he spoke. “I need you to tell me if it’s too much, ok?” I nodded my head in agreement, remembering how big he was. I took a deep breath and tried to prepare myself for what was to come. “We are going to take this real slow.” With gentleness I didn’t think possible, he slid partially into me. I felt myself expand under him. “Breathe baby. I won’t hurt you.” I let out a big breath, and when it regulated, he inched in further. He felt so good inside of me. This wasn’t so bad.

“More please,” I begged. I wanted to feel him deep inside me. I wanted every bit of him. He kissed me passionately, keeping my mind off of his large cock that was now buried inside of me.

“You feel so good. So wet, and hot just for me.”

“Yes,” I breathed. I wanted him to know that no other man could ever make me feel like he did.

“You ok?” he asked, searching my face for an answer.

“Yes, please Luke, fuck me. Please.” I wanted to feel him move inside of me. I needed to feel him.