Dirty Pucker (Denver Bashers #2)

43. Ingrid

Chapter 43

Ingrid

T he second we walk in the door of my place, I grab Del’s hand and lead him to my bedroom.

My pussy aches and my thong is soaked through with how turned on I am.

Watching Del tell off Kyle was the foreplay I didn’t know I wanted.

But it was so satisfying. And so, so hot.

I’ve never been with a guy like Del before, who defends me without hesitation.

I think of the way he stood by my side, and the possessiveness in his tone when he told Kyle that I was his and that he needed to back the fuck off.

My heart flutters at the same time that my clit pulses.

This man is everything I’ve ever wanted.

Before we make it to the doorway of my bedroom, Del stops me. He grabs my waist and turns me to him. And then he crashes his mouth against mine.

His tongue sweeps through my mouth, firm and demanding. I moan into his mouth. I love how Del takes what he wants but always makes sure I get what I want too. He’s so generous in bed.

Still kissing, he hoists me up in his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist, and he presses me against the wall.

Our kiss is urgent and desperate. Our tongues tangle in a filthy rhythm. I yank my hand through his hair, eager to feel as much of him as possible. He jerks his hips forward and I gasp, breaking our kiss.

A lightning bolt of pleasure hits my clit, sending warmth through my pussy.

I lean my head back, bumping against the wall. He moves forward, pinning me against the wall even harder. The throb in my clit intensifies.

“Oh my god, Del…” I whimper. My eyes roll back.

He drags his mouth along the side of my neck, giving me full-body shivers.

“Right there, sweetheart?”

“Yeah.” My eyes are half-lidded and my breaths are ragged.

I grip his shoulders and shift slightly so I’m grinding my clit against his hard dick. Pleasure pulses in my pussy again and again.

Del runs his tongue along the hinge of my jaw before pressing a sweet kiss against my skin.

“Keep going, sweetheart. Work that sweet pussy all over me.”

He pushes harder against me as I grind faster and faster.

I’m so close, my entire body is shaking.

Right before I come, he pulls away and carries me into the bedroom.

I make an annoyed sound. “Why’d you stop? I was so close.”

“Sorry, sweetheart, but if you kept doing that, I was going to come in my pants and the night would be over. And I’m nowhere near done with you.”

With that promise, he’s instantly forgiven.

He sets me on my bed. I lie back, kick off my shoes, and unzip my jeans. I start to slide them off, but he shakes his head.

He kneels on the edge of the bed. “I wanna undress you.”

My arms fall back and I let him slowly slide my jeans off. His earthy brown eyes fixate on my pussy. He tosses aside my jeans, then runs his thumb gently along the seam of my lace thong.

I bite my lip and hiss. “You like?”

“Sweetheart, I fucking love.”

“It’s the same color as your jersey. Surprise.” I grin up at him.

He licks his lips, a hungry smile pulling at his lips. “Best surprise ever.”

He circles his thumb just over my clit. I gasp as the pleasure kicks up.

A groan rips from his throat. “You wearing a thong and my jersey is the hottest thing I’ve seen in my life.”

He moves his thumb faster. I tug my hands through the bedsheets. My heart hammers in my chest. It’s so hard I can feel it in my ears.

I’m overcome with pleasure, with the sensations.

A minute later, my orgasm crashes through me. I cry out as wave after wave of pleasure consumes me.

My hands scramble for purchase against the bedsheets. Del doesn’t let up. He keeps that steady pace, letting me ride out my orgasm. When I start to come down, he pulls his hands away.

He lowers his face to the inside of my thigh and runs his tongue along the sensitive skin.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous when you come.”

I shiver at the feeling of his mouth against my inner thigh. He moves to my other leg and kisses up my thigh, all the way to my pussy.

Despite the orgasm he just gave me, my pussy is still aching, begging to be filled.

“Del, I need you inside me. Please…”

He leans up and gives me a wicked smile. He shakes his head. “What’s the rule, sweetheart?”

I bite back a smile. “I come first. Twice. Then you.”

“Good girl.”

He lowers his face back down to my pussy. He hooks his finger around the crotch of my thong and pulls the lace to the side. Then he softly swipes his tongue over my clit.

I gasp. My eyes roll to the back of my head. His tongue always, always feels like heaven.

He flicks softly at first. Then after a minute, he slides his finger inside of me, then another.

“Del, holy god…” My eyes roll back as the pressure in my pussy builds.

He groans. I feel the vibrations in my clit, radiating through my entire body. The pleasure inside of me kicks up. Heat simmers between my thighs.

He’s only been at it for a couple of minutes, but I can I feel my orgasm on the horizon.

My leg muscles twitch and tremble. He flicks his tongue faster. The heat inside of me turns to fire. A second later, I explode.

I tug my hand through his hair, grinding against his face as I come hard. When I release him, he sits up. His mouth and chin are covered in the juices of my release, and he’s smiling like he fucking loves it.

He licks his lips and my clit pulses. Even after two mind-blowing orgasms, I’m aching for more.

“Can I have your cock now? Please?” I beg.

He rips off my panties, grabs my thighs, and drags me down the bed. He pulls a condom from his wallet and drops it on the blanket. He strips off his clothes and picks the condom back up, rips it open, and rolls it on his rock-hard dick.

He fists his cock and teases the head at my entrance. That ache in my pussy deepens.

I beg for more, but he shakes his head. He’s toying with me, teasing me until I lose my mind, and god, I love it.

“Who does this pussy belong to?” he growls.

I look him in the eye, my heart pounding in my chest. “You.”

He slides in the head of his cock, then stops. “Say it again, sweetheart. Say you’re mine.”

“I’m yours, Del.”

Emotion flashes in his eyes. It matches the swell of emotion coursing through me right now.

I’m his. And he’s mine.

The word “love” floats in my brain.

My stomach and my heart bottom out at the same time. This feeling is so overwhelming and so intense, I can barely take it.

I’ve never felt this way about anyone before…

I’m crazy about Del. I want him so badly, I can barely breathe.

A second later, he drives his dick into me, and I lose my mind.