𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 🦋

it isn't love || dallas

⌦ credits to avenging101 😍 ⌫

I shivered as the cold wind blew against my face. The burning cigarette against my lips didn't help warm me up at all even when I inhaled the smoke into my lungs, I was still frozen. The winter's here in Tulsa typically weren't terrible, but tonight the cold wind and snow was horrible. I sat down on the sidewalk and thought about my options for tonight. The first option was that I could stay out in this harsh winter weather, or I could go to Buck's. Buck's, I knew he'd be there. I knew Dallas Winston would be there. Did I really need to be somewhere with the man I was trying to avoid? I couldn't be in the same room, let alone the same house as Dallas. I knew he was a heartbreaker, I knew he was a one night stand kind of man and I knew that if I was around him again I'd be in love and I couldn't do that. There was no way in hell I would ever make myself venerable again, never. The cold became too much to bare, I knew if I stayed here I would freeze to death. Maybe Dallas was gone for the night. At least I hoped he was.

I arrived at Buck's he let me in, we had always been somewhat close to each other. He immediately cussed me for not coming sooner, he had a party going on so it was extremely warm. I took my jacket off knowing I would soon start to burn up.

"Get the hell up in my room! I'll go find you some different clothes, those are soaked! Don't ever pull nothin' like that again, you could have got hypothermia or somethin' like that." I followed Buck up to his room, but I couldn't help to look at Dallas's. I wanted so badly to walk in there and just see his face, but I couldn't. I got the clothes Buck had for me and threw them on. He went down stairs, got me some water and at least three blankets. He left me to myself and I started thinking. My mind started roaming to places I didn't want it to, and that was to Dallas Winston. I thought of how I could be in his room, not in this one. I thought of how he could keep me warm, not these blankets. If only he had a soul, if only he gave a shit about anything besides himself. I remembered how he told me before we had sex, that it was nothing and never would be, but I thought I could change his mind. Thoughts were consuming me, but I was pulled out of them when I heard the door creek open. I looked up to see the shirtless, brown haired man standing there. He shut it behind him. I couldn't say anything, I could only admire how stunning he looked. There was a faint light from the moon that came through the curtains, right on to Dallas. He came over and sat down on the bed, he seemed to think for a while.

"Why didn't you just come here first? Buck told me you avoided coming here and you were freezing when you finally did." I looked at him, I didn't want to, but my eyes would not come off of him.

"I couldn't face you Dallas, there's no need for me to be in love with someone who will never be capable of loving me back. I can't do that. I won't do that." Dallas looked at the ground for a few minutes.

"I wish I was capable of feeling something, but I'm just not. Doll, I wish I was. You're the only one in this world who has even gave me a slight tingle of feeling. I've been so fucked up in the past, I just can't." Dallas made sense, I hated him for not being able to love me back, but I hated everyone who had caused him not to love me back even more. He looked at me, those eyes. God damn those eyes. I threw the covers off my body and crawled over to where he was at. I stared into his deep brown eyes and smiled.

"Maybe you can't feel love, maybe you're incapable of it Dallas Winston. I don't give a shit anymore." I smashed my lips against his, my hands were trembling but I managed to lift them up and run them through his hair. He bit my lip, so lightly. This was nothing like the last time I was in a bed with Dallas Winston, it was rough. He slightly pushed me on my back and whispered in my ear. "There's something here for you, even if it's too deep down in my soul for me to pull out. It's still there." I just smashed my lips on his again, kissing Dallas Winston was like smoking a cigarette and taking a shot of vodka right afterward, not just the taste but the feeling too.

He ran his hands down my body, all the way down to the lace panties I had on under Buck's over sized shirt. He didn't immediately remove them, he decided instead to make me beg for him to do it. I kissed his neck, which I knew made him crazy and he let out a moan. I purred into his ear as I ran my hand up his back, letting my nails graze his skin. "You can take those off for me, Dally." He didn't protest, he slipped them off and threw them over into the corner of the bedroom. He slipped his fingers into me and I shivered. He took his other hand and held my arm down, he put his head against my neck then ran his tongue up and down. I let a moan slip out of my lips, it was pure bliss. He then removed his fingers and sat up, he went to undo his jeans but I stopped him and undid them for him. He watched you with that sexy smirk of his. When his jeans were off, the boxers went next. He then got back on top of me, he ran his hands down my body and looked me in the eyes. Before I knew it, he slid himself into me. He put his fingers on my chin and tilted it down, looking into my eyes. Things weren't perfect and deep down I knew that, but for this moment in time they were. I dug my nails into his back and he put his head down, it felt amazing to him.

"Dallas, keep going."

"You think I had plans on stopping?" He moaned into your ear, you felt your body start to shake and you noticed him clinching the sheets of the bed.

"Oh Dallas Winston." I moaned, that set him over the edge and seeing him over the edge sent me there. He laid on me for a minute and then looked into your eyes. I knew the look. It wasn't love, it wasn't lust. It was a wild thing in between. It may not have been love, but it was good enough for me.