Page 11 of Falling for the Delta
“Oh my God,” he said in a reverent tone. “You’re so damn gorgeous. Hot. Wet. Tight. That’s it, squeeze my finger like you’re gonna do to my cock.”
Holly had never particularly enjoyed dirty talk in bed. It always seemed contrived to her. Cheesy. But listening to Dash only turned her on more.
He eased another finger inside her and began to slowly pump them in and out. Lifting her head, Holly saw his complete attention and focus was between her legs. It should’ve been embarrassing, but instead, it was the most erotic thing she had ever seen.
Then he turned his hand so his palm was facing the ceiling, and he held his hand still as his fingers moved inside her. His other hand moved to rest on her pelvic bone and before she realized his intention, his thumb began to stroke her extremely sensitive clit.
She jerked in his arms and he grunted in satisfaction. Dash licked his lips as he watched her reaction to what he was doing.
“You ever had a G-spot orgasm?” he asked.
It took Holly a moment for his question to register. “Um…I don’t think so,” she said honestly.
“If you don’t know, you haven’t. I don’t know if this will work, but you’re wet enough and I think you’ve got it in you. Hang on, Hol. This is gonna get intense.”
Intense? And what he’d already done hadn’t been? Holly opened her mouth to protest, to tell him she wasn’t sure about being able to handle any more, but her words died when his fingers inside her began to move again.
He thrust his fingers in and out of her body, brushing against a spot deep inside her that made Holly gasp in surprise.
“That’s it. There it is,” Dash said with satisfaction.
Holly screeched when his thumb began to flick hard against her clit once more.
Her fingers slammed onto the mattress and she dug her nails in, trying to get purchase. She’d never felt anything like what Dash was doing to her at the moment. Her vision went black and it felt like she had to use the bathroom. For a second, she panicked at the thought of peeing all over Dash. She’d never recover from the embarrassment if that happened.
“Let go, Holly. I’ve got you.”
And then she couldn’t think anymore. Pleasure roared through her body like a freight train. She felt a gush of liquid between her legs and heard Dash’s grunt of satisfaction. Holly felt high, like she had that one time she’d tried a joint in high school. It was euphoric and scary at the same time.
When she finally came back to herself, Holly felt Dash gently stroking her thighs and her belly. He was murmuring all kinds of praise for her and telling her how beautiful she was. All Holly could do was lie there and wonder if anyone had ever died from too much pleasure.
In a daze, she watched him finally move back up her body. He rolled a condom over his cock and she held her breath as he lined himself up to her soaking-wet folds.
“You ready?” he asked.
Holly could only nod. Was she ready? She felt as if she were born ready for this man.
He pressed inside her slow and steady and when he was all the way inside, Holly felt claimed. She wrapped her thighs around his hips, dug her fingers into his biceps, and stared into his eyes as he began to make love to her.
It was nothing like anything she’d ever experienced before. This man was hers. Heart and soul.
“Mine,” he whispered as he tenderly pressed in and out of her body.
“Yours,” Holly agreed.
Dash was beautiful. There was no other word for him. His sculpted naked chest rippled as he held himself over her. She lay under him in a semi-daze. She’d never felt as wrung out as she had after that last orgasm he’d given her, but as he made love to her, amazingly, she began to feel another orgasm building.
“Oh my God, death by orgasms,” she blurted.
Dash laughed, and she actually felt his cock twitch deep inside her as he did so. “But what a way to go,” he said.
Holly gripped Dash’s biceps harder as he moved his hips up and down. She was so wet, he easily slipped in and out of her. She winced at the thought of the wet spot she’d probably left on his mattress.
“What was that thought?” he demanded.
Holly looked up and met his eyes. Normally, she would’ve made up some lie, but she still felt as if she were in a fog from the earlier orgasms, so she blurted, “I don’t want to sleep on the wet spot.”
Dash laughed again.
