My heart skipped a beat as Dakota cradled my head in his hands and pulled me closer. His confident touch, possessive yet tender, made my insides churn. But whatreallyignited the fire inside me was when his lips met mine. His passionate kiss consumed me, leaving no room for hesitation. I responded eagerly, our mouths melding in a scorching embrace, a perfect fusion of the tension and desire that we’d been flirting with all day long.
I’dneverbeen kissed like this in my life. Every kiss threw more fuel on the fire, intensifying the hunger and urgency of our connection, the passion between us growing with each passing second. Our bodies pressed against one another, and his hands began to roam, grazing and gliding over my sides as we sank deeper into the couch.
“Dakota …” I moaned, my lungs tightening as my body was smooshed beneath the weight of his massive frame.
His luscious lips tasted even more tantalizing as he deepened our kiss, like a sweet and juicy peach. Our tongues touched, pushing and pulling, a seductively intimate dance that fanned the flames of desire smoldering in my core. I felt myself opening for him as his warm hand wandered down my waist, my stomach twisting into knots, pleasant but conflicted. How far was I trulycomfortable going with someone I’d just met? Was here and now really the time and place?
But as his big hand slid through the slit of my dress and traveled up my bare thigh, I didn’t dare tell him to stop. Another part of me took over—the part of me that was sick of feeling like I never had a choice, that my life, my body, belonged to someone else. I softly moaned into his mouth instead, encouraging him to keep going, to take more, take itallbefore either of us thought better of it.
His hand inched closer, and the heat between my legs went up like a wildfire, craving his touch. His hand glanced against the crotch of my panties, and I melted against his finger.
“Fuck, your pussy’s hot,” he grumbled, his voice thick and husky with lust. “You soaked your panties, too.”
I’d never been told anything so primal, sodirtybefore—and I was surprised at how much it resonated with me, deep down; how much Ilikedit. His words of affirmation only wound me tighter, the blistering heat inside me spreading.
Dakota’s finger gently reached under the crotch of my thong.
“Oh my God …” I moaned, running my fingers through his hair, as his finger touched my bare flesh.
Back and forth, he tenderly stroked my folds, slathering my heat like warm honey. He circled my entry with the tip of his thick finger, and I gasped, begging himplease,my pussy fluttering with insatiable craving.
I was ready for this.
Soready, in fact, I tried to convince myself that the distant rustling I heard just outside the penthouse door wasn’t real.
But just as Dakota began to sink his finger into my wet grip, his warm heat seeping inside me, we heard it.
Plastic swiping against metal. Theka-thunkof a deadbolt unlatching.
Dakota pulled back, his hand still burrowed beneath my panties, to stare at me. His alarmed eyes were wide with surprise, as if to ask,Who’s that?! I thought you were staying here alone?!
Unable to hold his gaze, I forced my eyes away.Sorry.
The door opened.
“Tavi?” Leo asked as he walked in. “You home?”
13
Stay Away
Dakota
I’m not sure I’ve ever wanted any girl more than I wanted Ottavia. She writhed beneath me as our lips met, every kiss an urgent plea for more. As my hands explored her curves, her body itself felt electric, as if a palpable current of desire surged through her. I could taste the charge on her full lips and feel it tingling against the tips of my fingers.
I reached into the side slit of her sexy dress, and she squirmed with pent-up desire. My hand wandered higher, seeking the balmy heat between her legs. I ran my finger against her crotch, and my cock throbbed with need—her panties were utterly drenched.
Oh my God.
Slipping a finger beneath her panties, I stroked her silky folds. Her hot, sticky wetness coated my fingers, making my cock throb. Circling her hot hole with my finger, she radiated heat like a blast furnace. I couldn’t take it anymore—Ihadto feel inside her.
Andjustas I started to push my finger into her wet, warm, heavenly embrace—
Somebodyunlocked the door.
I jerked back.
Whoa, what?
