Stay - Dallas Winston

24

I was nearly out of breath by the time I made it home. 

What has this man done to me?

Lucky, my father wasn't home. 

I ran all the way to my room, shutting the door behind me. 

With in two minutes, a light knock sounded at my bedroom door. 

Dallas Winston busted through my door, slamming it shut and locking it. 

Dallas pushed his hands against my hips, pushing me back against one of my bedroom walls.  

Dallas smashed his lips into mine, as his hands traveled up under my shirt. 

"Where is this coming from?" I asked in between kisses. 

"You've been giving me 'fuck me' eyes. You know I can't resist when you look at me like that." Dallas kissed me even harder now.

He quickly pulled my shirt off of me. 

I tugged at the button on his pants, popping it open. 

Dallas quickly unzipped his pants, and threw them off along with his underwear. 

I did the same with mine. 

"I am going to fuck you senseless.  Right. Now." He demanded, picking me up, and throwing me on the bed. 

"Fuck me like you mean it, Dallas."

"Oh. My.  Fucking.  God." Dallas whimpers, as he slowly slides inside of me. 

My legs instantly wrap around his waist, and my arms around his neck. 

"You feel so fucking good." I moan out, which excites Dallas even more. 

His pace slowly quickens.

Dallas’s face fills with pure ecstacy, as does mine, as Dallas fucks me deeper and harder than the strokes before. 

Dallas leans his face to my neck, sucking on whatever skin his lips touch. 

"I'm so addicted to you, and how fucking good it feels to be inside of you." Dallas moaned loudly, as his fingers drift down low on me. 

The slowly begin to circle.

Soft moans escaped my lips, as every thrust fills my body with more, and more pleasure. 

My legs tightened even more around his body, causing Dallas to go as deep as he could. 

"Fuckkk, Dallas. Mhmmm." Is all I could manage to say. 

"You're so fucking close. So am I." Dallas moved his lips back against mine, kissing me slowly and passionately.  

Holy fuck.  

I could feel my body arch towards his. 

Dallas thrusting harder and harder.  

"Finish all over me, babe." Dallas whimpers. 

I didn't have a choice. 

I couldn't hold it in. 

I could feel myself pulse around him, as my body filled with bliss from head to toe. 

God it felt so fucking good.

My nails scratched up his back, as lots moans left both of our lips. 

Dallas quickly finished a few seconds later. 

His body seemed to grow lip, his thrusts grew slow and soft. 

He laid on top of me, kissing my lips softly, as the two of us caught our breath. 

God, my legs were even shaking. 

"That was so fucking good." Dallas slowly pulled himself out of me, standing up and slipping his underwear on.  

"You have to stop finishing inside of me." I chuckled, pulling the blankets over my naked body. 

"Hasn't gone wrong yet." Dallas shrugged. 

He dug through his pants pockets, looking for his cigarettes.  

Dallas placed the cigarette to his lips, lighting it, before crawling under the covers and into bed with me. 

"I want a hit." I begged. 

Dallas took the cigarette from between his lips, and placed it between mine. 

I took a long, hard drag from it.

Dallas placed the cigarette back between his lips, and smiled. 

"What are you smiling so bright for?" I rolled on my side to face him.

I lifted my head up for a second, so he could slip his free arm underneath it. 

Dallas’s eyes seemed to sparkle with joy as he looked at me. 

"I'm happy.  I'm happy to be here with you.  I'm happy to be alone with you.  I think we needed this.  We both have been so... irritated with each other.  I think we needed a good fuck to sort things out. " Dallas chuckled at the end. 

God, he's so handsome. 

"Yeah, I agree." I smiled, resting my head on his chest. 

"Close you're eyes, doll.  Get some rest." Dallas whispered, giving me another small kiss on my lips. 

I made sure the covered were pulled over my chest, before I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. 

...

"What the fuck." The words woke me out of my slumber. 

"What's up?" I asked, as I pulled my body tighter against Dallas’s. 

I was still too tired to even open my eyes. 

"What'd you say, babe?" Dallas spoke in a raspy voice. 

His sleepy voice is so hot.

"Why'd you say.. 'what the fuck.'?" I asked. 

"I didn't say anything." Dallas mumbled. 

Huh?! 

My eyes darted open. 

I snapped my head behind me, to look out towards my bedroom door. 

In the opening of my door stood Johnny Cade, and Twobit Matthew's. 

Oh fuck. 

Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.  

"Oh shit!" I yelled, pulling the blankets up by my shoulders. 

"Huh?" Dallas groaned. 

"Ahhhh! I can't fucking believe what I'm seeing." Twobit began laughing hysterically. 

Johnny stood there, still as a board, with a frozen blank expression on his face. 

"What's the problem?" Dallas asked, sitting up. 

He opened his eyes. 

Dallas looked like his heart nearly fell out of his chest, as he saw the two of them standing there. 

"Fucking hell, man." Is all Dallas managed to say.