Pushing the Limit

Dash

Ihave no idea what I’m doing here. I lost the fight. I lost her. But that’s not stopping me from sitting on her porch, waiting for her to get home. I’m just not ready to give up. I fucked up doing that already.

Her headlights flash over me as she pulls in. I slowly rise to my feet and start toward her. Before I can get anything out, she hits me with a damn left hook. I stumble back, touching my throbbing cheek.

“What the fuck, Peppermint?”

“You thought you could win me?”

“That wasn’t my idea.”

She shakes her head. “You were part of it, and you know it. How could you think I was this prize to be won?”

I step toward her, and she steps back. “You are a prize, Peppermint. I was too fucking immature to see that before or maybe I did, and that’s why I ran scared. I thought...I thought if I won the fight, Owen would back off, and you would choose me.”

“I did choose you, don’t you get that? You were the one who ended things!”

“I know and I fucked up! Are you trying to tell me we’re over? For good?”

Tears prick her eyes as I stand there, with my damn heart out on my sleeve, waiting for her to give me something. Anything.

“I don’t want us to be over.”

I breathe a sigh of relief. This time when I step toward her, she steps forward, rushing into my arms. “I’m sorry. So damn sorry.”

“I’m probably an idiot,” she says. “I will never be able to give you everything you want, Dash. Not kids. Not a family. You’re young. You should have those things. I really am too old for you.”

“How many times do I have to tell you? The age difference doesn’t matter to me. Consider it to be the number of orgasms I plan to give you tonight.”

“One day, it might matter,” she replies as I start unbuttoning her jeans.

“It won’t,” I assure her, shoving her jeans down to her knees.

“Dash, we’re in my front yard. I have neighbors. Lots of them.”

“It’s three a.m. I’m not concerned about your damn neighbors. Now, get on your fucking knees. I am officially claiming you as mine, Piper Rogue. My Peppermint. My woman. My ol’ lady. And absolutely, my pussy.”

She lowers herself and I get on my knees behind her. My cock strains in my jeans, making it difficult to unzip them. When I pull it out, the head is glistening with pre-cum. I stroke myself, one hand on her ass. She whimpers as I smack it, then push inside in one deep thrust.

“Tell me who you belong to, Peppermint. Tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m yours.”

“Only mine,” I grunt, fucking her right on her front lawn. Neighbors be damned. They’re getting a free show tonight. “Forever.”

Peppermint looks over her shoulder at me. “Only yours, Dash. Forever.”