Rock Bottom (Dawson Family 6)

Her teeth sink into her bottom lip, and she lets the shirt drop to the floor. I take her in my arms again, and my fingers dance over the zipper on the back of her dress.

Blaire sucks in a breath, arching her back slightly as the zipper is pulled down half an inch. Then another. And another.

But then I stop. I’m in no way prepared for this to be over anytime soon. It’s been a long fucking time since a woman got under my skin the way Blaire has, and the harder I try to ignore what’s in front of me, the more blatant it is.

There’s something different about her, and it’s going to take effort to remind myself that this is a hookup. That I won’t see her again after tonight.

One and done.

It’s fun.

It’s safe.

Your heart can’t break if it’s not in someone else’s hands.

We only have tonight, and I’m going to make it a night she’s never going to forget.

I jerk away from Blaire and push her back. She rests on her elbows and I drop to my knees, parting her legs and moving in between. Her lips part and a small gasp leaves them as I slowly trace the tips of my fingers up her thighs.

Hooking my fingers around the back of her knees, I slide her forward, aligning her pussy with my mouth. Parting my lips, I turn my head and kiss the inside of her thigh, soft at first, teasing her with my touch.

She’s propped up on her elbows, and I can feel her eyes on me. Moving slow on purpose, I kiss my way up her thigh, turning my head and letting my breath warm her pussy. Then I suck at the flesh on her other thigh. Her muscles tense, body anticipating what’s to come.

Not taking my mouth off her thigh, I reach up and slip my fingers under the waist of her panties and start inching them off. She rocks back, letting me pull them off her. I stand and pull them off one leg at a time and watch them drop to the floor.

Blaire looks at me, eyes wide and a slight flush covering her cheeks. She bites her lip and gives me a wicked smile. Unable to resist any longer, I dive back down, hard cock pressing against my jeans.

Blaire’s hand lands on the top of my head, fingers tangling through my hair right as I put my mouth to her again, kissing my way up her thigh. I gently urge her back and hook one of her legs over my shoulder. And then I move in, tongue lashing against her clit without warning.

She lets out a cry of pleasure and angles her hips up toward my face. I work my tongue, licking and sucking, and then move my head to the side, doing the same to the tender flesh inside her thigh.

“Dean,” she moans, pushing herself up again. Her fingers grace my hair, but she falls back once I circle my tongue around her entrance. I work with fervor, reading her body and taking notes on what she likes. I slip a finger inside of her, and my cock aches to replace my damn finger.

She wraps her other leg around my shoulders, moaning in pleasure and sounding so fucking hot. I flick my tongue over her clit in rhythm to rubbing her inner walls.

“Holy…shit…” she pants and tightens her legs. She’s right there, so close to coming. She sucks in a sharp breath and then her body shudders with pleasure as the orgasm ripples through. Her pussy spasms around my finger, but I don’t stop. I add another finger, filling her more, and go right to her G-spot, lightly pressing against it as I continue to lick her pussy.

She’s squirming, pushing me away only to bring my head back between her legs. Her body is on overdrive, and my cock begs to be touched, to have her wrap her lips around it and suck hard, moaning as I come, swallowing everything I give her.

Blaire plants her hand on the counter and tosses her head back. She hits the large vase on the center of the island. It had to hurt, but it’s like she didn’t even notice, too distracted by the second orgasm I’m about to give her.

I push my fingers deeper inside of her, groaning as I lick and suck at her sweet pussy, thinking about how good it’s going to feel to push my cock inside of her.

She tightens her legs around me as she comes again, and the heels of her shoes dig into my shoulders. I slowly pull my fingers out of her and kiss her thigh once more before moving back up. She’s lying on her back on the counter, chest rapidly rising and falling.

I straighten up, realizing just then how much my knees hurt from kneeling on the hardwood floor. Though the discomfort hardly registers in my mind as I look at Blaire, panting with her dress up around her waist. She’s fucking gorgeous, and if I don’t get inside her I’m going to explode.