Bullied into Love(Dylan Dauzat)

chapter 14

carter

i stand up for the first time since last night,and i groan quietly making sure that i dont wake dylan. and i cant really walk,dylan slammed onto me,hard but it was amazing so i cant really complain, but we did three to five rounds in a row making me reach my highs,anyways i got in the shower and dylan joined i got out with a headache, and got dressed...

dylan and i stayed home all day and wathed movies,dylan asked if i wanted to be in a few of his videos and i nodded,i didnt bother to try and put on any makeup,cause i knew dylan wouldnt let me,plus i dont think i need any makeup or even just a bit,cause he loves me for me,and im finally gonna except that.

i helped dylan set up the lighting and tri pod,and started,we opened all of his fan mail,and i couldnt believe that some of dylanators actually sent me some things,i went on twitter after dylan had gotten the video posted so that they kinda understood what i was thanking them for.

dylan asked if i wanted to go to a party and i said sure and ran upstairs with him and got ready i wore the stuff in the picture,and dylan wore the stuff in the pic also.

we were on our way to the party it was now 9pm and the party started at 8:45 so not to late not to early. fashionably late as i say.

we walked in and were handed cups and it was liquor but hey you only live once right? i took a sip cringing a bit,then got used to it and chugged the rest and got another,ten drinks later,me and dylan were basically underagers and were wasted,this is gonna hit us so hard tomorrow thats all i can say.

we finally decided to hit the dance floor and grind on me was playing so i did what the song said and rubbed my ass against dylans arousal,as he grabbed my hips,when the song was ove i turned around to kiss him and he picked me up bridal style,he was so drunk he slipped on something probably vomit or some kind of liquid and almost fell but he caught himself,and we went upstairs to find a room since neither of us could drive,

that would be a death sentence,dylan finally found a room and closed and managed to lock the door,and moved me around in his arms so that i had my legs wrapped around his torso,and got into an intense make out,like we really couldnt wait to have each other it felt needy,even through we do it every couple days,

it felt different like we hadnt done it for a month or two,i unbuttoned my his shirt and unbuckled his pants and pulled them done he practically tore off my dress,which made me smile at how focused and eager he was. i then pulled his boxers down letting his member spring free slapping his stomach,and i took him into my mouth sucking until he was soaking and he quickly pulled my undies down,

probably from contact loss on his member making him want more, he quickly slid into me as my walls squeezed around him from how hard he was this time hitting my spot with each thrust,my nails digging into his back surely to scar,he left love bits carefully as he thrusted picking up the pace making me scream so loud,

you could probably here it in the rooms next door over the music too. we finally reached our highs and he pulled out collapsing next to me,covering us up with the sheet that was here. and i fell asleep too dylans beautiful heart beating.