𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏'//𝑫𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒔 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏×𝑶𝑪

💥|NINE|💥

"I'M NOT IN the mood, Dallas," I grumble. I nudge him away as I take a sip of my beer.

"You're never in the mood," Dally responds as he sits beside me, ignoring my nudge of annoyance. I huff and roll my eyes taking a long sip of my beer.

Dally stares at me, his dark eyes filled with curiosity as his face keeps its usually bored expression. "So you're actually mad?" He asks after a few seconds of silence.

"Fuck off," I grumble, squeezing the bridge of my nose to release some tension in my pounding head.

"You wanna talk about it?" He questions. I open my eyes to look at Dally, surprise fills me when I see that he is being genuine. Dallas Winston is a lot of things, but caring isn't one of them.

"No, not really," I respond.

He simply nods then downs the rest of his beer, slamming the empty bottle on the kitchen counter as he jumps to his feet. He then pulls me up, snaking an arm around my waist to pull my body against his. "What are you doing?" I ask him as he guides us through the sea of people, towards the music.

"You don't wanna talk about it, so let me make you forget about it." He yells over the music. He twirls me around before yanking me back to him. A smile breaks onto my face as Dallas and I dance sloppily.

He twirled me around so fast I started getting dizzy, but I loved it. Our bodies move in sync as I turn around and sway my hips to the music. Dally puts his hands on my hips, his mouth ending up beside my ear. "Having fun, Darlin?" He whispers, spinning me around.

"Yes," I answer with a smile. His eyes flick down to my lips, lingering there for only a second before flicking back up to my eyes. I do the same but let my eyes linger on his plump lips. I remember our kiss from last night, how amazing his lips felt against mine. I want to kiss him again. I want to feel that again.

As if Dally read my thoughts, he leans down and captures my lips in a soft kiss. Electricity crawls through my body and settles in my bones. His hand comes up my back to the back of my neck. He tangles his hand in my hair and cradles the back of my neck.

I pull him closer to me a soft, barely audible moan leaving me as his hand travels down to cup my ass. I pull away and we pant for breath, our foreheads together. I couldn't ignore the desire I felt, and Dally's lustful stare wasn't helping. "I don't want a relationship," I whisper.

"Neither do I." He responds, his voice coming out in a low rumble.

I suck my bottom lip between my teeth, maybe this is what I needed. A good fuck to forget about all my worries. "Dallas can you do something for me?" I ask after a long minute to think.

"Anything, Darlin'." He responds almost immediately. Though I think he knew what I was about to ask. I lean close to his ear, pressing a soft kiss to the spot below his ear. I hear his breath catch in his throat and his hold on me tightens.

"Make me forget about my worries, please." I almost beg. Those words were the exact ones he was waiting for.

💥|SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD|💥

In seconds, I'm being carried upstairs. Dally rushes to the first room he finds and locks the door before sitting me on the dresser and pressing his lips against mine forcefully.

I tangle my fingers through his brown locks, my mouth falling open as Dally's kisses travel down. I feel his tongue dart from his mouth, trailing down my neck. He peppers soft kisses after, and a soft moan falls from my mouth.

Dally pulls away and rips his shirt off his body, revealing his smooth bare chest. I pull mine off leaving me in a plain white bra. Dally attaches our lips again, and my hands find his chest, sliding down to his abs to feel the hard muscles beneath my fingertips.