Dirty Pucker (Denver Bashers #2)

39. Ingrid

Chapter 39

Ingrid

T he second we’re in my hotel room, Del’s hands are all over me.

He pins me against the wall and crashes his mouth against mine. I’m moaning into his mouth, clawing at his clothes, before the door even closes.

We stay against the wall for a minute, our mouths and hands getting filthy. I break the kiss to catch my breath.

I hold Del’s gaze. “I need to show you something in my bed.”

That wicked grin that always drives me wild appears. He grabs me by the hand and pulls me to my bed.

“So impatient,” I tease.

“Yup. Now what do you want to show me?”

I bite back a giggle as I lean down over my open suitcase. I dig through a couple layers of clothes before I find what I’m looking for. I spin around and hold up my surprise for Del in both hands.

His brow hits his hairline and his eyes bulge out of his head.

His gaze bounces from my vibrator to my dildo.

I step over to him. “You said you wanted to watch me use both of these at the same time…”

He grabs me by the waist and pulls me against him. He kisses me so hard, I can hardly breathe.

When we break apart, he runs his tongue along his bottom lip and nods to the bed. “Get on the bed and put on a show for me, sweetheart.”

I bite back a giddy smile as I toss my toys onto the bed. I reach behind me and pull the zipper of my dress all the way down. The shiny gold fabric falls to the floor, leaving me topless, wearing nothing but a lace thong.

Del’s gaze is a mahogany fire as he looks me up and down. He licks his lips before lowering his head to my breast and capturing my nipple in his mouth.

I inhale sharply as his tongue teases and swirls around the sensitive bud.

He groans, and the vibrations from his mouth make my skin tingle. My eyelids flutter and my clit pulses.

“Del…”

He sucks hard before releasing me from his mouth. I whimper. The corner of his mouth hooks up in a dangerous smile. And then he slides his hand down my hip before gripping my ass cheek.

“I said get on the bed, sweetheart,” he growls.

“So bossy.”

He grunts.

I go to kick off my heels, but he shakes his head. “Those stay on.”

I grin, my clit pulsing and that giddy feeling in my stomach blooming. It’s so hot when he tells me what to do.

I climb onto the bed and settle in the middle, my head against the pillows. Del sits at the edge of the bed, between my legs. He rests a hand around my left ankle and watches intently as I grab a toy in each hand.

I lock eyes with him as I bring the dildo to my mouth and part my lips. I run my tongue up and down the smooth silicone material.

His pupils dilate instantly. I can barely see the mahogany color of his eyes. They’re just pools of ink black now.

I hold his gaze as I swirl my tongue around the head, then slide it into my mouth. When I pull it out, it’s dripping with my spit.

Del tugs on the collar of the short-sleeve dress shirt he’s wearing. “Jesus…”

I can’t help but giggle at his stunned reaction. I glance down at his pants. His hard dick pokes through the fabric.

I lower the dildo to my pussy and slowly slide it in. I keep my eyes on Del’s eyes, until I hit my G-spot. My eyes roll back.

Del’s warm, calloused hand wraps around my ankle and I feel him shift on the bed.

“How’s that feel, sweetheart?” he rasps.

I moan and whimper.

“Does it feel as good as I do?”

I shake my head against the pillow. “Not even close.”

I open my eyes just in time to see Del flash a cocky half-smile.

He leans down and presses a soft kiss to my calf. Goosebumps flash across my skin.

“That’s my good girl. Now press your vibrator to your clit.”

I flip it onto the medium setting and do what he says. The second the vibrations hit my clit, my knees buckle and my legs start to shake. Del’s grip on my ankle tightens as he watches me.

I pump the dildo slowly in and out of my pussy. Heat pools between my legs. The feeling of my pussy being full while the vibrations roll over my clit has me panting and moaning.

Inside of me, the pleasure climbs higher with each passing second. My chest heaves as I struggle to catch my breath.

The whole time, Del rakes his hungry gaze all over me.

He zeroes in on my vibrator. “Kick up the speed, sweetheart.”

With a shaky hand, I do exactly that. I yelp at the increased sensation and intensity.

“Oh god…” I whimper.

Del lowers his mouth to my leg and kisses up my calf. “Are you close?”

“Yes,” I whine.

“Good.”

He spends a few seconds kissing up my leg. When he starts to kiss the inside of my thigh, the pressure in my pussy amps up. Feeling his mouth on me while I’m this turned on with my toys is sending me into overdrive. It’s the hottest overstimulation I’ve ever experienced in my life.

As I pump the dildo inside of me, I start to lose my grip, I’m so wet.

I glance down and see him settle his face between my legs. His eyes are glittery and cloudy as he stares at my pussy.

“I wanna see you come hard, sweetheart.” The side of his jaw bulges. “Watching you fuck yourself with your toys is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”

Del’s growled words combined with the pleasure building inside of me is too much. A few seconds later, the pleasure crests. The heat in my pussy boils over. I’m screaming as I come.

My legs thrash against the bed. I almost kick Del in the face, but he grabs both of my ankles, holding me steady. My head falls back as I cry out. After what feels like a minute, I hit that too-sensitive point. I drop my toys from my hands and gasp to catch my breath.

After a second, I feel Del’s mouth on my inner thigh again. I smile to myself, then prop up on my elbows and gaze at him.

“Did you like the show?”

He glances up at me with those same hungry eyes. He sits up on his knees and gestures to the massive bulge at the front of his pants. “You even have to ask?”

I’m giggling as he steps off the bed and strips off all his clothes.

Condom in hand, he climbs back on the bed. “You gonna let me fuck you hard like a good girl?”

I bite my lip and nod. He positions himself between my legs and sheaths himself. He grips the base of his hard dick and teases his head around the entrance of my pussy. I’m aching with the need to feel him inside of me.

“Del, please…” I rasp. “Please give me your cock…”

He grunts and pushes into me. I whimper; he groans.

He starts slow, taking his time as he thrusts.

A hard swallow moves down the length of his thick, stubbled throat. He closes his eyes, like he’s pacing himself and savoring me all at once.

He grips my hips and locks gazes with me. “How’s that feel, sweetheart? Is this good for you?”

My heart flutters. This man. Always thinking of me, always prioritizing my pleasure.

I nod. “You’re so good, Del.” He positions my hips a little higher and hits my G-spot. My eyelids flutter and I swear I see stars.

“Oh my god…” I sob.

A rough chuckle falls from his lips. “Did I get to the good part?”

Pleasure fires up my chest, hiking up my throat. I can’t form words, this feels too good, so I just nod.

Gripping my ass in his hands, he leans up higher, deepening the angle between us.

The pleasure rockets all the way to my brain. All my thoughts are shortcircuiting.

“Look at you, sweetheart. You look so pretty taking my cock,” Del mutters. “So fucking pretty.”

I whimper and grip his forearms. He picks up speed, thrusting harder.

The pleasure and heat and pressure are all too much. I can feel my orgasm hovering over me.

“There you go,” he coaxes. “That’s it. Come hard for me.”

His words are what send me over the edge. A moment later, the pleasure crests. I explode for the second time, this time on Del’s cock.

I thrash and shatter around him. My entire body is out of control with ecstasy. I come so hard, I can’t see straight for several seconds.

I glance up at Del as he moves over me. He digs his fingers harder into my hips, then thrusts into me with a rough grunt. He stills, his arms and chest tensing over me. His eyes are dazed and cloudy as he comes.

A second later, he flashes a shy smile. My heart flutters. It’s the sweetest thing in the world how he can be rough and bossy and sweet all at once.

He lowers over me and blesses me with a long, teasing kiss. “You’re fucking amazing,” he says against my lips.

I chuckle. “Me? You did all the work.”

He quirks an eyebrow. “Being in bed with you isn’t work, sweetheart. It’s heaven.”

My mouth parts at the smoothness of that line.

But it wasn’t a line. Because Del isn’t like that. He’s not trying to put on a suave front.

He’s honest, always. And that means he’s telling the truth.

He starts to lean back, but I grab his face in my hands, stilling him. “You mean that?”

He blinks like he’s surprised at what I’ve said. A warm smile pulls at his lips. “Of course I mean that. I’m one lucky bastard to have you.”

My heart does somersaults in my chest at what he’s said. He climbs off the bed and heads into the bathroom to get rid of the condom.

I’m one lucky bastard to have you.

Del has me…he thinks I’m his…

The second Del crawls back into bed, I look at him.

“You have me? Does that mean you think of me as…yours?” My heart races as I look at him, waiting for him to answer.

The corner of his mouth hooks up. “Yeah. Is that okay?”

I bite back a smile as I nod, that giddy feeling sparking in my chest.

He pulls me into his chest and kisses my forehead.

He’s quiet for a moment. “Hey, um…can I ask you something?”

I lean back and look at him, caught off guard by the hesitation in his voice.

“Yeah, of course,” I tell him.

His eyes are shy as he gazes at me. “Is it okay if I call you my girlfriend?”

I’m smiling like a goober. “Only if I can call you my boyfriend.”

He beams wide and my heart races in my chest. He kisses me. “I’d love that,” he says against my mouth.

“It’s official then. You’re my boyfriend.”

“And you’re my girlfriend.” He leans back and looks at me. “We’ll probably have to disclose our relationship to HR. Is that okay with you?”

I gaze up at Del. “More than okay.”

Intensity flashes in his rich brown eyes as he looks at me. He blinks and smiles. “So much for us staying just friends.”

I chuckle. “I just couldn’t resist you.”

He grins and kisses me. “Lucky me.”