Page 90 of Playing the Backbeat

Fuck, did they notice us stepping off the path?

Dee chooses this moment to suckhard, gripping my cock in her hand and squeezing, twisting, jerking me off into her mouth. My senses trip over each other and I can’t control anything when I yell, “I’m coming.”

I don’t hear anything else from Jake, but I’m not sure I could over the roaring in my ears and the groan I attempt to stifle with a fist in my mouth. I come down Dee’s throat, and when she’s had her fill, she licks me clean, placing a kiss on the head of my dick in a way that would be cute if it wasn’t so fucking filthy.

She pops up to her full height, unruffled and looking as beautiful as ever.

“That was fun,” she says cheerfully, shrugging her shoulders and taking one step, then another, toward the pathway where our friends are headed for a night of dancing.

I’ll be fucking damned if she’s going to get me off and then dance in front of me all goddamn night without getting a taste of my own.

“I don’t fucking think so,” I say, gripping her by the wrist and pinning her to the wall. I spread her legs apart with my thigh and run my hand up her leg until I’m cupping her pussy, softly stroking her slit, outside of her panties, before I focus on her clit. I rub just the way I know she likes, my other hand teasing her nipple.

After a few minutes teasing her, I move her panties aside. They’re fucking soaked. I get this sick sense of satisfaction knowing she’ll spend the next hour with my cum down her throat and her panties slick with want fromme.

I slide two fingers into her pussy, and the moan she breathes into my neck unravels the last shred of self-control I have. I play her body with a single-minded focus on making her come. I want her cunt gripping my fingers. I want her biting my shoulder to keep from crying out. I want her fucking reckless. She hooks one ankle around my waist.

“I’m going to come,” she pants, grinding against my hand. “Fuck, Dylan. That’s it.”

“You thought you could come here, suck my dick, leave me out of my mind, and not give me a taste of what I want. What I fuckingneed.” I pull my fingers from her slit then slap her clit. I draw circles over her sensitive nub, waiting for her to give me what I want.

“Let go, Dee,” I demand.

When she falls, she stares into my eyes, her mouth open on a silent scream before she drops her forehead to my chest, riding out her release.

She leans her head against the wall, her body melting into my arms. I hold her tightly. When she regains her strength, standing on her own, I pull my fingers from her, slipping them into my mouth to taste every bit of her.

“You’re right, Dee. That was fun.”

Chapter forty

Dee

“Dee, where are you going?” Abby mumbles from her bed.

I’m caught, door cracked open, me a step away from leaving our room at eleven thirty at night with zero excuse. And my mind is absolutely empty. I’ve been able to sneak out twice during our trip to visit Dylan’s room, but tonight I must have been too loud.

“Um…for a walk?”

“A walk. Right now?” The disbelief in her voice is enough to have me closing the door. I hear rustling in her bed before she flips on the bedside lamp. “A walk. Right now. Inthat?”

Shit. I was going for seductress vibes, and since Dylan’s room is literally two doors down from ours, I didn’t give much thought to the risk of being seen in something a little…obvious.

“Uhhhh…”

Abby holds up her palm, saving me from whatever word vomit was bound to spill out. “Dylan?” she asks, unsurprised.

I throw up my hands, palms slapping my thighs as they fall. “What the fuck? You knew?”

“Dee.” She levels me with her stare. “Weallknow.”

“Psh.” I huff a breath. “I mean…what do you mean? What do you…” She raises her eyebrows at me. “Fuck. When did you figure it out?”

“I placed my bets last Halloween.”

“Okay, nothing was happening between us on Halloween.” I sit on the edge of my bed, facing Abby.

“Oh I know. But I also knew it would.” She scooches back so she’s leaning against the headboard. “There was too much tension. When you invited him to move in together, even temporarily, I had my suspicions you’d both cave eventually.”