body come alive. My skin is on fire, heat coursing through my veins.
Dylan wets his lips as he takes in the sight of me. Staring at me like a hungry beast, he sinks to the floor in front of me, parting my legs with his strong hands.
He kisses his way up my thigh, burying his face between my legs. Dylan peeks up at me, his intense gaze sending a pang of pleasure throughout my body as his tongue connects with my aching clit. He massages me with his tongue, giving me lazy licks that drive me fucking insane.
His breath makes my toes curl, and when his tongue finally slips between my folds, my brain shuts down. I’m unable to move or think straight when he spreads me open with his fingers, my insides clenching around him as his tongue brings me to the point of convulsing.
I stare into his deep blue eyes, filled with hunger and passion, concentrating on finding my release as he manages to hit my sweet spot.
“Dylan,” I moan. “Yes… like that.”
Gripping Dylan’s dark hair in my hands, I hold him tight and scream his name. I communicate my feelings with each orgasm he rips from my body because they’re his to take. Dylan owns every last one of them.
He stops when I can’t take any more and glances up at me, his lips covered in my juices. He licks every bit from his lips before sucking his fingers clean. “You taste good…. but I’m not done with you.”
I release my grip on his hair and sink back. “Good,” I whisper. “Because I want more.”
He sucks on my nipple, taking it between his teeth and nibbling on it while massaging my other breast. Dylan kisses his way up my chest and to my mouth, leaving soft kisses on my skin as he continues to navigate my body with his rough, calloused hands.
Dylan climbs into bed with me, moving between my legs. His long, hard cock digs into my thigh, and I reach between us to stroke his shaft.
He breathes against my lips, his eyes meeting mine. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
Dylan cradles my face in his hands and invades my mouth with his tongue. He’s rough and aggressive, and by the time our lips separate, I’m gasping for air but desperate for more. Dylan inches inside me, and a rush of heat rolls through my body. He grips my hips, and once we have a good rhythm going, he rolls us over in one fell swoop, our bodies still joined. Now, I’m on top of him, and his thrusts match mine. I press my palms to his chest, riding his cock until my orgasm shakes through me.
Dylan presses his lips to mine and holds onto me as his body shakes, each pulse of his cock sending me over the edge. After his body stops trembling, he slides me off him. I roll onto my side and curl up against his chest.
We fit perfectly together, always did, and as I listen to the sound of his heart pounding in his chest, I hope this wasn’t a mistake.
Chapter Nineteen
Dylan
Sloan pokes his head into my office. “Are you ready for the meeting?”
I still can’t look Sloan in the eye. How can I after what I did with Ash last night?
“You okay?” Sloan asks on our way to the conference room.
“You know me, I get lost in my head when I’m thinking about stuff.”
He nods. “You seem more distracted today than usual.”
“We should delay the deal with Exact Match.”
Sloan stops a few feet from the conference room and grabs my shoulder, pinning me in place. Our eyes meet, and it takes everything in my power to look at him. I should tell him about Ash, let him punch me in the face, and get this out of our systems.
“What’s wrong with the deal?”
“We’ve already given up enough equity in the company,” I point out. “We don’t need Exact Match to start a new dating app.”
Sloan bites the inside of his cheek, thinking it over. “But… We talked about this. You said you wanted the deal to go through to get access to their algorithm.”
“They don’t want to share it because, without their algorithm, Exact Match is no different than any other dating app.”
He smirks and then pats me on the shoulder. “Leave the talking to me.”
Sloan strolls into the conference room with a cocky grin in place. He wears his confidence on his sleeve, so sure of himself in every situation.