"Dansby that was amazing!" I breath as we step off the SkyView. "Thank you so much."
"Anything for you baby girl." I still melt every time he calls me that. "You ready to head home?" I nod wrapping my arm around his and laying my head on his shoulder as we walk back to his truck.
We walk quietly back to his truck where he opens the door for me allowing me to climb in. "Ugh I hate heels." I groan as Dansby climbs in his side.
"Why's." Dansby rises his eyebrows.
"Because they hurt and they're just weird." I say bending down and in lacing them.
"Weird how?" He chuckles.
"I'm just not use to being tall." Dansby lets out a genuine laugh at this which confuses me.
Seeing my confusion he reaches over placing his hand on my need and squeeze it. "Baby girl you aren't tall in heels either."
"Ugh but... you get my point." I huff crossing my arms.
Seeing my frustration Dansby lets out another lap before motioning for me to put my legs in his lap. "Come 'ere."
I turn side ways in my seat let my legs cross over the middle console and rest in his lap. One hand goes from the steering wheel down to my leg where he begins rubbing up and down. "Better?"
"Much." I nod in content.
Wanting to post about my night I pull out my phone and snap a quick picture of my legs across Dansby's lap. Taking that one and one I took from on top of the SkyView I post to instagram.
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I'm pulled from my thoughts as Dansby hand began to creep farther and farther up. He stops when he reaches the hem of my dress and begins rubbing small circles on my thigh with his thumb. I let my head rest against the window as I watch him stare at the road ahead.
"So am I taking you to your place or mine?" He asks, the look in his eyes was purse desire.
Knowing Megan was home I quickly respond. "Yours.
Dansby nodded trying to keep his face straight as he drove down the road. This boy was driving me insane, the way his muscles flex when he moves his arm, the way he licks his lips after shooting me a side glance. "Dans," I whisper. "How much longer." I caved, the amount of sexual frustration radiating of me alone was enough to spark a match.
"Almost there baby girl." He whispers letting his hand creep higher. I press my knees together hoping to create in friction I can. Soon his fingers are playing with the hem of my dress and all I want is for him to just get to the damn house.
Taking deep breathes I'm able to keep myself composed but as he pulls in the drive I can feel myself beginning to unravel. The second the truck is in park and he turns to me our lips are attached in a heated kiss. My hands tangle themselves in his hair while his hold me in place against his lips. "We need.... to get... inside." He pants in between kisses.
I nod letting go and quickly jumping out of the car. Meeting him in front of the truck I wrap my arms around his waist and begin kissing on his neck as he fumbles with his house key attempting to get in the house. Once the door is unlocked he quickly pushes it open and pulls me into the house before pinning me to the door. I react quickly as his hands move down underneath my thighs and jump wrapping my legs around his waist letting him support me as his lips go at my neck. "Hey no marks." I groan as he nips at my sensitive spot.
"No promises." He smirks pulling away and locking eyes with me for a moment before returning to my lips. In the midst of all this I manage to kick my shoes off as Dansby carries me up the stairs to his room. When we reach his room Dansby throws me on the bed letting me watch as he tugs his own shirt over his head before leaning back down to me and capturing my lips. My hand find their way down to his belt buckle as a fumble with it trying to get it undone and his pants off.
"Your turn princess." Dansby whispers as his hand trails down my back to the zipper of my dress and slowly sliding it down. I let Dansby take the hem of the dress which had already ridden up to my waist and tug it over my head leaving me in my match bra and thong. "Lace seriously babe." He growls licking his lips as he grips my hips.
I only smirk and lean up pushing him back so I'm straddling him as he's laying down. I lock eyes with him as I unclip my bra letting it fall to the side. Dansby's eyes only grown darker as he leans up connecting his lips with mine. Before I knew it he had pushed me back again and was shimmying himself out of his boxers.
I have to compose myself at the sight of him and take a deep breath to calm my nerves. Dansby's hands glide up my legs as he hooks his fingers in the slid of my lace thong and pull it down. All confidence I had was suddenly out the window as I begin to feel self conscious about my abilities. Noticing my nerves Dansby leans forward pressing a soft sweet kiss to my lips. "Relax baby girl. Tonight's all about you." And that's exactly how it went the rest of the night. And it couldn't have been more perfect. ******* I woke up the next morning wrapped in Dansby's arms with my head on his chest. I smile looking up at his peaceful face. Today was Saturday and the start of a new series for the guys. Carefully slipping out of his grip I make my way to shirt drawers slipping on one of his t-shirts and heading down the stairs.
Bentley follows me out of the bedroom and waits patiently by her bowl. "Hey baby girl, you hungry." I coo bending down and petting her head before pouring some food in her bowl. "Now lets see what I can make your daddy." I hum opening up his fridge.
Scanning through what he has I find a pack of bacon and some eggs. Going over to the pantry I find what I need and grab it. "Looks likes pancakes." I pour some of the mix into the bowl and begin making them while cooking bacon in another pan. I was almost done with the pancakes in bacon when I fell arms wrap around my waist and lips on my neck. "Morning superstar." I grin turning around and pecking him on the lips.
"Morning baby girl." He hums. "It smells amazing."
"And it's almost done. I have a few more strips of bacon and then I'm going to make some eggs." I say turning back around and tending to the food.
Dansby lets out a chuckle as I pull my hair up from the heat coming from the stove. "What?" I ask spinning around.
"I'm sorry." He smiles eyeing my neck.
My eyes widen as I realize what he's probably looking at. "You didn't!"
Dansby's hand comes up where he touched my neck. "I may have gotten a tiny bit carried away last night." He smirked.
"Dansby seriously!" I pout flipping the last pancake onto a plate and rushing into the bathroom. Looking in the mirror is see multiple deep purple marks across my neck and collar bone. "These are going to be a bitch to cover up!" I exclaim walking back out to where Dansby sat with a smirk still on his lips.
"What can I say, I want people to know what's mine." I shake my head at him.
"Yea well these better be gone by tomorrow because I'm literally meeting your parents tomorrow." Dansby's eyes widen in realization.
"Shit." He runs a hand through his hair, making me smirk now.
"Yea uh huh, next time you want to do this..." I motion to my neck. "Make sure you really want EVERYONE to see it. You're just luck I'm good with make up."
