𝗟𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 | 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝘂𝘁𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗦𝗺𝘂𝘁

Hell of a girl || Dallas Winston

( credits to Soda-pop-my-ch3rry on tumblr) I love their username.

YOU were on your way to go to Buck's that night, not intending to do what you did. All you wanted to do was get a drink, but how could you resist Dallas Winston.

Buck's was mainly empty, and as you were ordering a drink, the bar tender declined. "Sorry Ma'am, we're closed for the night," he said. "That's alright," you force a smile as you start to walk out the door. The second you put your handle on the knob, somebody says your name.

You spin around and see none other than Dallas Winston. Your heart speeds up the second he makes eye contact with you. "I thought you never wanted to see me again?" he says with a devilish smile. "What made ya' think that?" you respond.

The bartender walks out of the bar, leaving it empty besides you and Dally. "Lock up when you're done!" the bartender says, and walks out to his car. Dally nods, then looks back at you. "I must say, you're the best looking woman I've seen here tonight," Dallas says, and picks up a pool cue, hitting a ball into the hole.

"Tonight?" you say, and waltz over to the pool table slowly. He takes the cigarette out of his mouth and gives you a quick look up and down. "Alright, probably in my whole life." Dally hits another ball in the hole. "You're pretty good at this," you say with your arms leaned up against the table.

"I'm only the best in town. I bet I can make every single ball into it's home with just three more hits," he says. "Oh yeah? What do you want to bet?" you respond. Dally half-laughs at you, then bites his lip. "How about I get to kiss you if I win. If I don't, then you can have my pack of smokes." You grin, happily accepting the offer. "Deal," you say.

Dally manages to get all but two balls in the sockets within just two hits. His chances are looking pretty bleak right now, which doesn't make you happy. He moves around the table for about thirty seconds, trying to get a good spot. "Just go already," you roll your eyes. "You're fiesty," he mumbles, and finally picks a spot.

You watch as the red ball falls into the socket, but the purple just barely stays out. It rolls to a complete stop, and Dally throws his hands up in the air. "Damn!" he says quickly, and starts to pull out his packet of cigarettes. As he does, you get an idea. "Wait," you say, and he looks up at you as you knock the last purple ball into the hole. "Looks like you won," you say.

Dally laughs, and puts his pack away, walking over to you. "You weren't the one who moved that ball, were you?" he grins. "Oh, just shut up and kiss me," you say, and he does. First it's slow, but it quickly picks up speed. "Don't stop," you mumble under your breath.

His hands are moving lower and lower on your back, and he picks you up. Inbetween kisses, he sits you up on the pool table, and you take his shirt off. Dally kisses your neck, and then moves up back to your face as he pulls your shirt off. "Too far?" he mumbles, and you respond by grabbing his hair and pulling him against you as you lay down on the table.

He kisses you everywhere on your torso, and keeps moving lower as he swiftly takes your pants off and throws them to the side along with his own. He kisses you below the waist, and it feels better than anything you've ever experienced before. He moves back up, and you wrap your legs around his waist, digging your nails into his back as you feel the enjoyable pain.

"Dallas Winston!" you moan, but he continues to kiss your face and breasts. His hands are placed firmly on your ass as the two of you roll to your sides. Dally pulls away for a moment, catching his breath. You prop your head on your arm and smile. "Can't handle me?" you say.
"You're one hell of a girl," he says, and picks you up to take you to his bed.