Dump and Chase (Nashville Assassins Next Generation 1) - Page 50

“You should call her.”

“I don’t have her number.”

“I do,” he says, and then my phones dings. “I sent it to you.”

I close my eyes. “What would I even say?”

“‘Hey, pretty lady, how’s it going?’” he says in an even deeper voice.

“You’re a really big dork, you know that?”

He scoffs. “Yeah, but at least I’m getting laid all the time and I don’t have to have anyone set it up for me.”

“Wow. Low blow.”

“Yeah, you’re right. But so am I.” I laugh as he chuckles. “Call her.”

“Eh, I don’t know. I need to unpack.”

“So call and do it while y’all chat.”

“I don’t even know what we’d talk about.”

“Life? How our moms are out to embarrass the hell out of both of you.”

I laugh. “Yeah, I don’t know.”

When a knock comes at my door, I look at it, confused. “Someone’s at the door.”

“Oh. Well, usually when that happens, you answer it.”

I shake my head as I get up. “Bye, jackass.”

“Bye.”

I hang up, throwing my phone on my couch as I button my pants. I reach for the door, and when a pair of blue eyes meets mine, I can’t seem to find my next breath.

Shelli gazes up at me, her eyes wide as she twists her fingers together. Her eyes move down my body as she takes in a deep breath, her lips parting. “I don’t know why I’m here.”

“I didn’t ask,” I say almost automatically. I don’t care why she’s here; I need to kiss her. I reach for her as she reaches for me, and our mouths meet in a heated assault. I slowly walk backward, pulling her with me before she kicks the door shut. I slide my hands down her back to her ass, cupping her sweet mounds in my palms. She arches into me, her tongue prodding my lips for entrance. I don’t hesitate in deepening the kiss. She tastes like something sweet, an orange or something. I gather her dress in my hands before pulling it up and over her head. She stands in front of me in nothing but a thong and a barely there bra. I shake my head as I drop to my knees, kissing down her breasts as I unhook her bra. The cups fall, and I take one of her nipples in my mouth while my fingers tweak the other one.

Her sighs are soft and precious. She moves closer, her fingers tangling in my hair as I move to her other breast, taking that nipple in my mouth. I bite her softly, and the cry I’m rewarded with makes me harder than a frozen puck. I kiss along her stomach as I yank her thong down her thighs. Without another thought, I bury my mouth between her thick thighs like I’ve wanted to for days. She’s wet for me, slick, and I want it all. I want her. She bucks against my mouth, her cries getting louder and much more aggressive as I sneak my tongue between her lips, finding her taut clit.

I suck her pussy in my mouth, open-mouth kissing it like there is nothing in the world I’d rather be doing. If I’m honest, there isn’t. She tastes so damn good, perfect even, and when I lift her leg, throwing it over my shoulder, her body vibrates against my mouth. She holds on to my shoulders as I eat her ruthlessly. I can’t get enough, and I want her to scream my name. I need her to scream it. I open her up with one hand and hold her ass with the other before I flick my tongue against her clit, fast and hard. She starts to rotate her hips against my mouth, and when she comes, she stills as my name falls from her lips in almost a whisper.

“Aw, come on. I know you’re louder than that,” I tease as I lap up her release. I kiss her thighs, her hip bone before dipping my tongue in her belly button. She leans against me as I slowly lower her to the floor. Now on her back, she gazes up at me as I stand, pulling my wallet out of my pants. I open it, getting a condom before throwing my wallet to the floor and tearing open the package quickly. I watch her. Her body is speckled with red marks, and a flush spreads down her chest as she gazes up at me. I undo my pants and kick them off. I shove my boxers down before sheathing myself with a shaky hand.

“Look at you, remembering a condom.”

I wink at her. “There is no way I wouldn’t be prepared for you.”

“Or anyone else,” she says, her eyes dark as they hold mine.

“I haven’t wanted anyone but you.”

Her lips tip up. “Well, that’s a very hot thing to say.”

“It’s the fucking truth,” I say before I drop to my knees, grab her by the back of hers, and pull her to me. She giggles as I direct myself inside her, and then the giggles stop as the most beautiful moan leaves her naughty mouth. I push into her to the hilt, and she wraps her legs around my waist. I fall against her, my hands on either side of her as I take her mouth once more. She squeezes me with her hot pussy, sending wild chills through my body. I can’t get enough of her kisses, but I also want so badly to come inside her.

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