Page 80 of Penalty Kick

In time with his words, Dash slid his fingers down her front, finding her sex—hot, wet, and wanting. Talia bucked slightly as he lightly brushed over her clit. Oh, his girl was primed.

Wasting no time, he slid two fingers inside her, letting the heel of his hand rest right above that sensitive bundle of nerves. Talia shifted again, her clit trying to make contact with his palm, but he was careful to keep just enough distance so she couldn’t.

Slowly pumping his fingers in and out, he nipped at her shoulder. “You have no idea what you do to me, Talia. No idea how beautiful you are.” Gasping, Talia laid her head back on his shoulder, her soft brown hair tickling his skin. “No idea how amazing you are.”

Picking up the pace, Dash lowered his palm, grinding it against her clit. Talia cried out, her hips bucking. Excitement raced through him as he watched her react to his touch. He loved knowing that he was the only one who had ever made her feel this way, that this was something only they shared. Truth be told, that went both ways. He certainly hadn’t been a virgin when he’d met her, but she was the first women he’d been with because he’d felt something other than pure lust. All the emotions swirling around them now were still new to him. He was convinced that no one else on this planet could ever make him feel the way she did.

With another cry, Talia reached around, her hand landing right on his cock. Dash groaned, her fingers gripping his erection as much as she could through the fabric. Her touch made his breath catch, his mind racing with all the things he wanted to say but still couldn’t put into words. How could he? There weren’t words for this. Nothing in either of the languages he spoke seemed to have enough weight to it to express just how much she meant to him. How she was what made him get out of bed in the morning, not the game. He wanted to be a better person, all for her. To be the man she believed he could be.

But he didn’t have those words. All he had was her in his arms and the ability to show her that she deserved the world. That she deserved to be cherished for all of time.

“If you are not careful, Talia, you are going to make me come,” he said through gritted teeth, fighting back the pleasure building in him.

“What if that is what I want?” she replied.

Only Talia. He loved that sassy little attitude she had. It showed her strength and her confidence, even in the moment she was completely at his mercy. And he was going to show her just how much.

“You know the rule, Bonita. You. First.”

Pulling his hand away from her pussy, he grabbed her waist, rolling them over in one, swift movement. It was so quick, catching Talia so off guard she barely had time to react, before he was diving into her sex. He was on a mission, his tongue like a heat-seeking missile, searching for just one thing. Her clit. The second he found it, he sucked hard, Talia’s hand flying to the back of his head. She moaned and wailed, fingers digging into his scalp, but he didn’t let up. Nibbling, licking, sucking—he knew exactly what she needed, and he wasn’t going to give up.

Talia screamed his name, her entire body going rigid, bucking from side to side. Her orgasm washed through her, the string of muffled curses she uttered becoming more unintelligible the longer it went. Dash didn’t mind one bit, though, as it was a sign he had done his job.

Finally easing up, Dash pushed back, kissing up her body. Her skin was dewy and flushed, as soft and warm as always. Looming over her, he took a moment to look at her—just look—her beauty overwhelming him.

Talia reached up, cupping his face in her hands. Her eyes were dark, filled with emotion—all the same ones he was feeling but couldn’t name. He could see that she was feeling the same way, making his heart squeeze all over again. He held her gaze for a moment, letting those feelings surround them.

“Make love to me,” she whispered, her eyes still trained on him.

Make love to me. That was all Dash needed to hear. Pulse racing, insides melting—that was exactly what this was. Love.

He kissed her hard, deep, never wanting to let go. It was the kind of kiss that lasted a lifetime and was still over too soon. He wanted to spend the rest of his life kissing Talia. The woman he loved.

Reaching under the pillow he grabbed the condom he’d stashed there earlier, sheathing himself in record time. Lining himself up with her entrance, he paused for a moment, once again getting drunk off her magnificence.

Talia wasn’t having it though, wrapping her legs around his hips, drawing him into her. Her heat engulfed him, wiping his mind clean for a moment. She felt so fucking good he couldn’t think of anything else. Nothing but how much he loved her.

He couldn’t stay like this forever though, both of their bodies craving the delicious friction that came with movement. Slowly withdrawing, he angled his hips so they were right up against hers. This wasn’t going to be some wild fucking. She wanted to make love, then that is what they were going to do. Because he wanted nothing more than to show her everything he was feeling.

Finding his rhythm, Dash lazily moved in and out, grinding his hips against hers each time. Talia met him thrust for thrust, her own hips moving in a way that complemented his own. It was slow, easy, unhurried. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him closer, their foreheads resting against each other, breaths mingling together. It was the perfect moment. Nothing frenzied about it, like they had all the time in the world. Just two people, in love, getting lost in one another.

“Dash…this…you…” Talia muttered in between staggered breaths. She was getting close, he could feel it. Knew what she needed to get there. Reaching between them, his thumb swiped her clit. Talia gasped. “Oh, fuck…yes…”

Throwing her head back, her eyes slammed shut, her mouth wide open as if to scream, but nothing came out as her orgasm took over. Her pussy clenched around him, sparking his own climax. Dash thrust harder, her insides still milking him for all he was worth. Lightning crashed around them, the whole world stopping, the most intense pleasure he’d ever felt barreling through him, as he emptied himself into the condom.

Fuuuuuuck…

Collapsing next to Talia, he immediately wrapped his arms around her. He needed to feel her next to him. Needed to know if her heart was racing as much as his was. That was, without a doubt, the most intense orgasm he’d ever experienced, and there was no doubt in his mind as to why.

“Talia,” he said, breaking the silence.

“Dash,” she replied, rolling over to face him. She cupped his face, staring into his eyes, her beautiful brown irises shiny with tears. “This is going to sound crazy, but…”

“You could never sound crazy to me.”

“I…I love you. I know it’s fast, and that we haven’t been together that long. And it’s not just because you’re the first guy I’ve slept with. I love you. I do.”

Dash’s heart burst with happiness. The smile taking over his face was a goofy one, but it didn’t matter. It was one of pure exhilaration. Kissing her, he tightened his grip on her waist, thrilled to know they were on the same page.