Page 93 of Playing the Backbeat

“I always wished it would. If I had known this would be the catalyst, I’d have been begging to be evicted years ago.” My face must give away my surprise because he continues, leaning up on his elbow to look at me. “You really didn’t know?”

I manage to shake my head before whispering, “How long?”

He runs his fingers through his hair on a deep exhale. “Since the beginning, Dee. I never let myself admit it. Convinced myself you weren’t interested to spare myself the potential rejection. But it’s always been there. This wondering. This desire to see what could be between us.”

“I felt it too,” I admit. “Wish we weren’t so stubborn.”

“Us? Stubborn?”

“More than anyone I know.”

“Then I’m grateful fate intervened.” He presses his lips to mine in a soft kiss, my insides melting into warm contentment. I rest my cheek against his chest, his heartbeat drumming along, lulling me into a deep sleep.

Chapter forty-one

Dylan

Iwant to wake up like this every single day for the rest of my life.

Dee’s cleavage presses against my hip as she swallows me down. I’m transfixed as her lips stretch, taking me right to the back of her throat.

“That’s perfect.” I groan when she hollows her cheeks, her pretty lips wrapped around my cock as she sucks the life out of me. I want to close my eyes becausegoddamnthat feels incredible, but I can’t look away.

She’s kneeling beside me, with a slight rock to her hips as she gives me the best head of my life. I wrap one hand behind her knee before slowly sliding my palm up her inner thigh, tugging her closer.

She pops off my dick and smirks at me when I pull harder, dragging her leg over my chest so her stomach is on top of mine and bringing her perfect ass exactly where I want it. She doesn’t miss a beat and immediately returns her focus to my hard as fuck cock.

“Make it sloppy, Dee,” I demand as I palm her ass, gripping tightly, causing her to moan around my dick. I run a finger between her ass cheeks, testing the waters and applying pressure to her back hole, she squeaks in surprise, muffled only by her choking on my cock a second later.

“What do you think you’re doing back there?” she whispers breathlessly, taking the bite out of her question.

“Just saying hi until you’re ready for me to split you all the way open.”

“You haven’t earned it.”

I slap her ass and drag her closer to my mouth, gripping her thighs before licking her from clit to end.

“Fuuuuuuck,” she moans. Then her mouth is back on my dick, and I feel her cupping my balls in her greedy hand.

“Seems like a problem easily fixed,” I tease her with my words while my fingers tease her cunt, rimming her swollen lips as I watch her leak for me.

I stop fucking around and get to work, eating her like my last goddamn meal.

She rocks back, hungry for more, and I press my hips to meet her hot, wet tongue as she drags it over the crown of my cock.

The longer this goes on, the more uncontrolled it all feels. My groans and her moans are ripped from our goddamn chests. All at once, Dee presses her palms into the mattress and drags my dessert away from where I want it—in my fucking mouth—and slides down my chest until she’s sliding her wet cunt over my erection.

The sensation is a shock, knocking the breath from my lungs in a forceful blow and, holy fuck—the view is insane. Dee peeks over her shoulder at me, pure fire in her eyes and the smirk of the devil on her face as she rocks again and again, making a mess of us both as she slides on top of me. I watch her perfect ass riseas she shifts her weight to her knees before slowly sinking on my aching cock.

“Fucking fuck, Dee. Wait a second.” I grip her hips to keep her from lowering herself any farther. I squeeze my eyes shut and try to think of anything other than how close I am to blowing my load right this fucking second.

“No. I don’t think I will,” she says before letting herself fall.

My dick is buried in her, and when she lifts and drops again, I watch, fucking frozen, as my cock disappears inside her and reappears drenched in her arousal. The site has me reeling. I spank her ass hard and she yelps before cackling.

“You can never fucking listen. I’m going to come too fast.” Her head drops back, her hair falling between her shoulders, and I sit up, gripping the strands at the nape of her neck in my fist as I blindly wrap my other hand across her belly before trailing it between her breasts to her throat. “You gonna look at me while you fuck my cock?”

She still doesn’t listen, smiling, eyes closed as she rocks back on my cock. “Only if you’re a good boy,” she rasps. I grip her hair tighter in my fist and slap her tit with my other hand, bringing her eyes back to mine, her half-lidded perusal making me impossibly harder for her. I swallow her gasp, my tongue dancing with hers in a play for dominance.