DISCIPLINE✔ (DSD SERIES, BOOK THREE)

A Night to Remember

"Yes...Yes...Yes," I moan into the kiss, my arms wrapping around his shoulders.

Dylan's hands find their way around my waist pulling me to his body, the joy washing over both of us. I jump up and down happily, releasing something between a laugh and sob as I pull away from the kiss to gaze into his blue-green eyes. The emotions within those irises make me feeling light, happy.

"I love you," I whisper against his lips, our gazes lock and he smiles effortlessly.

"And I love you, Ana," he replies wholeheartedly, resting his forehead against mine.

I kiss him, hard before jumping, my legs wrapping around his waist which causes him to take steps back to steady himself. Our mouths mash against each other's hungrily, the flare of passion our driving force. His arms hold me up as he walks us forward and soon I feel the table under my ass. 

I hear something being thrown onto the chair but I ignore it snaking my hands in his hair, tugging as our tongues clash. I moan and groan as I feel his hands move haphazardly over my trembling body, shocking it with the tingles of his touch. Dylan pulls away from my lips kissing my cheek to my throat, his hands palming the flesh of my right breast causing me to pant, choked moans leaving my lips.

I move my legs kicking off my heels and I sink the heel of my foot in his ass pushing him closer to my wanton body.

His hips buckle against mine and I moan, harmonizing with the satisfying groan that leaves his lips. Dylan nibbles on my throat causing sweet nectar to grow between my thighs. I fling my head back, grasping his shoulder and hair with my hands.

He pulls me closer causing my dress to hike up, exposing my hips. The red lingerie is visible but he's so engrossed kissing my neck, shoulders and now my quivering bosom he doesn't notice.

"Dylan..." I squeak as his hand grips my hair, the other sliding between my legs and stimulating my clit.

The panty is crotch-less so he doesn't need to slip anything to the side to get to his prize. Thank you, Georgie.

My head is thrown back into his grip as I moan and mewl in pleasure the shocks running through my body, causing me to spasm. His thumb caresses my nub while his index and ring fingers spread my soaking lips, his middle finger thrusting into me, the index entering moments later to aid its comrade.

"Fuck... Dylan!" I cry out my body aroused and shaking as his skilful fingers work me into oblivion.

My hips buckle, meeting the thrusts of his fingers. He licks and sucks on my cleavage teasingly and I release his hair reaching down to pull my left breast from the cup. I then grab his head directing his attention to the aching breast.

His lips wrap around my swollen nipple and I jut, releasing a scream as he bites the sensitive nub, making me cream on his fingers. He grunts thrusting his fingers harder, curling them against my g-spot and I bite his lip so hard I nearly draw blood.