A Mate For Dallas (Lone Star Pack 2)

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Lamar's POV

"Hh ah h hhh ahh GU GU," were all the sounds I could make as his canine sink into my flesh.

The only person, I've ever like was Stewart, before now. Some how just being in his presence release all my inhibitions.

I would do anything to please him, my rational mind was gone as he assaulted my body with each touch and kiss, I was slowly losing it.

The moment he mark me and extracted his canines something happened.

It was like a piece of my soul was taken, it left a feeling of being empty, like I wasn't good and was missing something important.

He took it and I wanted it back. Somehow when his body made contact with mind the feeling of being incomplete vanished.

But once he moved from me it was back with a vengeance, so I kissed him back hoping to lock our lips forever.

But even kisses weren't enough, I need more, looking at his pants I could see his tool print.

I lowered my hands from his neck and start to stroke it, he started to breath hard as I played with his tool through his Jean's.

It crossed my minds that if kiss weren't enough, I needed something more.

I wanted him to take me, here and now. He must have picked up on my message because he turn me around.

My a*s was pressed up against his tool, "MORE!" I screamed in my mind.

I wanted his tool to penetrate me. I knew that I had a decent a*s so I put it to work and started to twerk.

Working in a bar for years you pick up a thing or two. I was shaking my ass for me.

In an instant my clothes were taken off boxers and all, the only thing I had on was my shirt that he had unbutton.

Having my tool and naked cakes observe by him made me happy, I knew I was blessed in both ways.

I wanted him to do more than just look, looking around I bite my lips and blink my eyes showing the impatience in my eyes.

He got message fast because he unzip his pants and massive tool drop out.

He wasn't long, but it was really thick, it was gonna stretch me like I've never been stretch.

Turning my head from him, I bend over more on the sink and grip on tighter.

The anticipation of been fu*k by him was so nerve wrecking.

Breathing hard I steady myself as his tool makes contact with my skin.

He lined up his tool with my entrance, I felt as he pulled back, knowing that soon he was gonna enter me I close my eyes.

"Ahh h," an ear shattering screams is let out that breaks me from my lustful thoughts.

Looking in at door way, there stood Gray, Blanca and Tate looking at us.

Tate cover his eyes with his hands, I wished the ground could just swallow me up.

Moving from Dallas I bend and pull up my shorts, glaring at him.

My eyes were focus on him as he pushed in his rock hard tool in his pants.

Before I could get my barrings Gray ask "Mister, what are you doing to Uncle Lamar," I was touched my his concern but I couldn't respond.

Then Dallas tells him a lie to cover our track's,

After calming down, I told the kids it was time for dinner and brought them to wash there hands.