Some mature content here, don't read if you aren't mature.
Yn's pov:
He picked me up by the legs, still making out hard with me. His tongue was thin and minty. He rested me in the bed and ran his hands down my sides. I put my arms over his neck and played with his thin hair. He pulled away out of breath. His nice chocolate eyes tied mine tightly to his so I couldn't look away. "God damn." He panted, then quickly barrin' his head into my neck.
He moved down slowly then grunted when my dress got in the way. He sat up and helped me rip the dress off over my head. He moved down to my chest as I moaned in every inch. "God Dallas. You're so mmm good." He got to my bra and in three seconds had it un-hooked. "You're a natural at this aren't you?" I grinned looking down to him, as he suck in my nipple and played with my tit in his other large hand.
He rubbed his hands along my sides, making me get more turned on than I was earlier. "Shit." He said standin' up. I watched him as he took off his leather jacket then his shirt and started to undo his belt. His pants fell a bit and he stood there, waitin' for me, but it didn't take me long to realize.
I pulled down his pants and got on my knees, staring at his boxers. I could see the outline of his hard cock. I traced it with my finger, before removing his boxers.
I looked up to him before starting. I traced his tip with my tongue, and he groaned. I slowly put my lips on his tip, and slowly progressed my way back. It took me a couple times before getting it all the way in, and gaging a little. "Ahhh shit." He moaned, and put his hand on the back of my head pushing my head hard onto his cock, making me gag again. I put my right hand around his cock and put my left hand on his waist.
"Shit Y/n, I'm getting close." He said, and I pulled away, leaving behind a spit trail, that fell to the floor. He grinned down to me. "You can wait." I shrugged. I stood up and he threw me on the bed, quickly pinning me down.
"Now, are you sure you want to-" he started, but I quickly nodded. "I've never been more sure Dallas." I said, squirmin', waiting for his warmth in me.
He moved my thong over and slid two fingers in me. I moaned, and quickly covered my mouth. He moved slowly and grinned. "God you're already so tight and wet for me." He said speeding up. My only reply was a moan of his name as I knew it was true.
He slowly slid a third finger in and I moaned louder. He grabbed my wrist with his free hand and slammed my hand away from my mouth and onto the bed. "Let me hear that pretty mouth." He smiled, but it almost dropped when he saw my wrist. I brought my arm back to me and he sped up.
"Dallas I'm gonna-" he pulled his fingers out and licked them. "You can wait." He grinned, and I couldn't help but smirk back. I sat up and he took my two arms lightly and pinned them above my head, shoving his cock into me hard, not waiting a second.
I started to moan as he thrusted into me. I moved my hips to make his go into me harder. He sped up then paused, pulling out. "Get on your back." He said. I complied and flipped over, sticking my ass out. "God you're so fucking sexy." He said still trying to catch his breath. He grabbed my ass in both hands tightly, making me moan lightly.
He aligned his cock to my tight pussy and I slowly pushed back, moaning. As I sped up the clapping grew, along with my climax.
"God you're so fucking good." Dallas said, grabbing my ass again. "Fuck," he sped up, slapping into me harder. When I felt his twitch, he pulled out and I moaned at the sudden movement. He laid down on my back and went to my ear. "You like being a top, Dolly?" He whispered sexily into my ear. I smirked and turned around. "I mean. I like being in control." I smirked, kissing him as he laid down.
I stared at his hard cock that stood up, contemplating if I should suck it again, teas him, or give him what we both want, but why not just make the night worth it.
I took my hand and slowly stroked it, causing him to let out soft moans. I took my free hand and played with my pussy, moaning myself.
I finally decided to fuck him. I sat on his cock moaning. He reached his hand towards my ass to guide me, but I pinned his hands down, rolling my eyes back in pleasure. I could feel my tits bouncing and myself getting closer to the end.
I moved quicker moaning loudly as Dallas compliment my body and my sounds. "God your so hot, your body is so fucking perfect. You're voice is so god damn hot too man, shit you're gonna make me cum." He moaned, I starting going as fast as I could. "Shit Dallas I'm gonna-" but before I could finish my words I was moaning the loudest I had all night and I was moving slowly on his cock, while rubbing my clit, till Dallas took over. "Fuck." I said out of breath. I got off and laid back, and Dallas sat back up, lowering his head to my pussy.
"Shit, you taste as good as you look Dolly." He mumbled while eating me. Once he finished I looked at his still hard cock and knew I had business to finish. I put my lips on his cock waisting no time. Even the predator gets impatient after playing with it's pray.
I sucked him as fast as I could till I felt his cock go stiff in me, and my mouth filled with warmly. "Shitt" Dallas moaned, putting his hand on the back of my head once again, thrusting into my mouth hard, but sloppily. "Fuckin' swallow." He demanded , and I did.
I pulled away and laid back, my pussy throbbing. "Shit Dallas." I laughed, he walked off the bed and grabbed his shirt and threw it at me. I pulled it over my head and watched him put his pants and boxers back on, luckily his shirt was big enough to go past my ass, and even if it wasn't, I don't think either of us would mind.
He laid down next to me and I put my head to his chest, listening to his quick heat beat. He wrapped his arms around me. "God Dolly," he laughed. "Didn't think you'd be that damn good." He laughed. I chuckled, wrapping my legs in between his, slowly falling asleep.

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