Page 75 of Big Dick Energy

I did it again, slower this time, as I pressed my lips to her bare shoulder and watched the goosebumps rise on her skin.

She stirred and then stretched. The movement shoved her ass back against me, making my jaw clench.

“Dallas...?”

“I'm here.” I traced my lips along the shell of her ear. “I've got you.”

I rolled her nipple between my fingers, applying just enough pressure to make her gasp. Her spine curved, pushing her breast deeper into my hand.

God. This woman.

I set my teeth against the cord of her neck. She shuddered, and I felt it everywhere.

“Feel what you do to me?” I rocked against her, letting her feel every rigid inch. “Feel how much I want you?”

“We should…” Her voice caught. “We should probably…”

“Later.” I kissed the spot I'd just grazed with my teeth. “Right now, I need you to answer a different question.”

“What question?”

I slid my hand down her stomach. Slow. “Whether you're as wet for me as I think you are.”

Her breath hitched. I felt her thighs press together, not to stop me, but like she couldn't help it. Like her body was already answering.

My fingers slipped down, finding her, and fuck. She was soaked. Hot silk against my fingertips.

“There's my answer,” I murmured against her throat. “You've been waiting for me, haven't you, sweetheart? Even in your sleep.”

She whimpered, and it was the most beautiful sound I'd ever heard.

I stroked her slowly, learning what made her breath catch. What made her hips chase my hand. Last night had been frantic, desperate, two people giving in to a desire they'd fought for too long. This was different. This was me memorizing her.

“Dallas, please…”

“Please what?” I circled her clit, feather-light. “Tell me what you need.”

“You know what I need.”

“I want to hear you say it.” I pressed harder, and her whole body jerked. “I want those pretty lips telling me exactly what you want me to do to you.”

“I want…” She broke off, gasping, as I slid two fingers inside her. “God. I want you. I want you inside me.”

“That's my girl.”

I withdrew my hand, she made a sound of protest that shot straight to my cock, and I rolled her onto her stomach. She went easily, face turning into the pillow, and the view knocked the air from my lungs.

Her hair, long and tangled against white sheets. The delicate line of her spine. The flare of her hips. And that ass, round and perfect, like every fantasy I'd ever had.

I ran my palms over her shoulders, slowly moving down to the small of her back. When I gripped her hips, she pushed back against me instinctively.

“You have any idea how long I've thought about this?” I squeezed, watching my fingers press into her soft skin. “Having you like this? Underneath me, wanting me?”

She turned her head, one eye finding mine. “How long?”

“Longer than I should admit.” I bent down, pressed my lips to the base of her spine.

I kissed lower. Then lower. She squirmed.