a few moments of quiet stroking while her breath fell hot on his skin, and he knew she must be wondering if the game was over.
He hoped it never was.
Dallas coaxed her head back, smiling down at her. He traced his fingertips over her lips and then seized her chin in a rough grip. He slid onto the bed, forcing her upright as he crowded her space. With her knees splayed wide, it was easy to loom over her, and he reached down to slap her pussy. "You've got a lot of needs, don't you, love? Desperate, aching needs."
"Oh, God." She grabbed his shoulders, her nails scoring his skin.
Sweet pain, and it'd be even better when those nails were digging into his scalp. Twisting, he spilled her to the bed on her back, with her head near the edge and her hair trailing over the side. Her tits swayed temptingly, but he had only one goal in mind as he swept both hands down her body to shove her slick thighs wide. "Christ, Lex, I've never seen you this wet. You sure you haven't come?"
"Not yet." The sudden movement had rocked her, though, leaving her eyes glazed and her chest heaving.
"Then I'll have to fix that." Simple enough, but he took his time, sitting back on his heels before tugging her closer. With her lower back on his knees and her legs splayed on either side of his, she was spread before him like a banquet. A helpless, trembling feast, and he loved the way she shuddered as she watched him lick his own thumb.
Her reaction when he swept it over her clit was immediate, electric. Her hips bucked, and she ground out a fierce curse. "Motherfucker."
Laughing hoarsely, he pinned her in place with one hand spread across her abdomen and flicked his thumb over her clit again. Watching her writhe would have him hard in minutes, but he'd counted on that. Nothing sent blood rushing to his cock like the noises Lex made when she was close to coming.
Her eyes rolled back, and he swatted her hip. "Look at me. Look at me, Lex."
"I can't." Her head hit the bed, and she twisted under his hand.
Lunging upward, he pinned her hair to the mattress and loomed over her, his shaft settling so sweet in the cleft of her pussy. "Look at me," he commanded a second time, holding her gaze as he ground against her. "You look at me while you're coming."
Desperate noises escaped her with every harsh, staccato breath. She shook beneath him, her body molding to his as her skin heated to burning--and beyond. Her fingers slipped into his hair, gripping and releasing in time with the rough rhythm of her rocking hips.
But her eyes were what held him captive. Dark, unfocused, lids drooping with the force of her climax only to snap open with the next shudder, as if pleasure had taken hold of her body and she was lost somewhere beyond obedience, beyond thought.
It could only be better if he was actually inside her.
The bottle of lube sat discarded a few feet from her head. Reaching for it slid the length of his dick over her clit, and he thrilled at her choked, hungry noises. By the time he closed his hand around the bottle, she was twisting through another peak, reduced to whimpers and clutching fingers, oblivious to his intentions as he freed his hair from her grip and drew himself upright.
She was still panting when he caught the jeweled end of the plug and gave it a gentle tug. "Stay with me, Lex."
She twitched as the plug eased free of her body. "Christ, Dallas--"
Lube, plenty of it, sliding over her ass and covering his cock. He pumped his fist over his erection. "You know what I want. Pull those legs up and open for me."
Lex wrapped her hands behind her knees and eased them back, her gaze riveted to his hand around his dick. He stroked again, slowly, just to taunt her, then gripped his shaft and guided the head over her pussy and lower, pressing against her ass. So tight, even slippery with lubrication and prepared for him.
"How does it feel, love?" he ground out, driving a moan from them both as he eased the crown of his erection past the ring of muscle and into her body. "How does it feel to have my cock in your ass? You've had it everywhere else tonight."