If You Need Me (The Toronto Terror #3)

BONUS SCENE PROM NIGHT VIRGIN

DALLAS

Post “Prom” Proposal

“That was hands down the best prom ever.” Wills slides her hands up my chest and links them behind my neck. “I can’t believe you threw me a prom. I can’t believe we’re engaged again. For real this time.” She pushes up on her toes to kiss me. “My moms are so happy. Again. And I’m just so in love with you and so excited to be your wife. This was the feeling I always dreamed of.”

“It’s exactly the feeling I wanted you to have.” I brush a tendril of hair away from her cheek. “And I love you, too. But you know that.” I wink, and she giggles.

It’s one of my favorite sounds in the world.

“You know what would make prom night complete?” She drags her fingernails down the back of my neck.

It sends a shiver of delight along my spine. “Losing our virginity together?”

She laughs. “I think we’re both well past that point.”

I smooth my fingers down her arms. “You know I tried to wait for you, right?”

She tips her head.

“I really thought prom would be it for us. I built that up in my head for the whole freaking year. And honestly, it’s probably better that it didn’t work out the way I wanted it to, because my first time was not a five-star event. Would not recommend on Yelp.”

“You tried to wait for me?”

“Yeah, but then after the fiasco, I went to university and figured I’d never be with you.” I wet my bottom lip. “But one part of me is still a virgin.”

Her eyes flare. “Oh you mean…are you?—”

I raise a brow.

“For real?” Her nails bite into my skin.

“Only you can fuck me, honey.”

She pulls my mouth down to hers, tongue gliding against mine. I pick her up and carry her across the penthouse to our bedroom.

I set her on the floor and struggle to pry her arms from around my neck and disengage her lips from mine. “Honey, we’re not going to get very far if you don’t press pause for a second.”

“Right. Yes.” She releases my hair and steps back. “I’m really excited.”

I point to my erection. “So are we.” I motion to a black box with gold ribbon sitting on the bed. “You should open that.”

I stand behind her, kissing her neck as she carefully pulls the ribbon free and lifts the lid. Her breath leaves her on a whoosh as she reveals the contents. “I like that you planned ahead with different sizes.”

“I figure we start small, pun intended.”

“Good call.” She rubs her ass on my erection. “Starting with what you’re packing would be a little intense.”

I drop my head and tug on the zipper at the back of her dress. “I’ll understand if it never goes both ways.”

“Oh, it’ll go both ways, darling. It’ll just take a bit more time, practice, and preparation before we get there. But we have lots of time for that.” She turns and shimmies out of her dress, leaving her in her bra and panties.

We undress the rest of the way, savoring each other and the moment. Once we’re naked, I do the honors and help Wills into the strap-on. I take my time, running my hands over her ass as I tighten the straps, kissing her neck and shoulders.

When I’m done, I step back and take her in. “Fuck me.”

She bites her lip and strokes the “beginner” silicone cock. “Oh, I plan to, honey.”

“You’re gorgeous.” Our swords cross when I take her face in my hands and slant my mouth over hers.

She moans, hands gliding down my chest, fingers curving around my cock, stroking gently, then squeezing.

She pulls back, eyes hooded with lust as she uses my cock to tug me toward the bed. “You gonna be a good boy and get on your hands and knees for me?”

I shake my head.

She arches a brow, and her nails press ever so gently against my shaft. I fucking love it.

“I want to see your beautiful face when you’re fucking me.” I hold her hips and spin us around, pulling her onto the bed with me. The strap-on jabs me in the stomach, and I move her to straddle my hips and capture a nipple between my lips.

Wills runs her nails across the back of my scalp as she settles over my erection. She cups my face in her hands and kisses me softly. Then she pulls back and kisses the end of my nose. “Let me get you ready, honey.”

“Fuck, I love you.”

“Let me show you how much I love you.” She pushes on my shoulders.

I lie back, and she retrieves the supplies necessary to make this experience possible. Then she kisses a slow, torturous path down my body. Edging her knee between mine, she takes my cock in her hand and gives it a slow stroke as her lips skim the tip. They part as the head disappears between them. She does that thing with her tongue that makes my balls feel like they’re levitating. Her mouth is the most beautiful bliss.

She moves my hands to her head, giving me control, and I take it, holding her still as I pull out to the ridge and push back in. Her eyes stay on mine, her hands sliding down my thighs, disappearing for a few seconds before she gently cups my balls.

And then I feel it, the tapered plug sliding between my cheeks, pressing against my ass. On my next thrust she slides the plug in. Intense pleasure zips up my spine, and my hands leave her hair as my eyes roll up.

She pops off my cock, wrapping her hand around the length and gripping firmly. But she doesn’t stroke. Just holds me while I fight to control my body.

“Such a good boy,” she praises.

She kisses up and down the length of my cock, teasing me, tasting me. I would do anything for her, give her anything she wants. And she’s mine. This amazing woman who isn’t afraid to give up control or take it.

Her lips brush the head of my cock as her gaze meets mine. “You ready to be fucked, honey?”

“Only by you.”

“Only ever me,” Wills agrees. She takes me in her mouth again as she removes the plug and tosses it over the edge of the bed.

She folds back on her knees and grabs the bottle of lube, pouring a thick stream on the silicone cock. She’s damn well glorious as she moves into position. The inside of her thighs rest against my ass as I spread my legs wide.

She takes my erection in one hand and the strap-on in the other, lining herself up. And then she pushes inside. Just an inch, maybe two, stroking me as I adjust. She works me with her hand as she fills me. And I watch her with rapt fascination. With awe. With a primal, untapped desire.

There is no one else I would give up control like this for. No one else I can ever imagine being this vulnerable with. Only ever her.

“You’re doing so good, sweetheart,” she praises as she pushes the rest of the way inside, thumb smoothing over my crown.

I groan as the intense burn shifts and pleasure surges through me. Every thrust makes me feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven. The way she fills me, owns me, possesses me. It will never be enough.

“God, you’re gorgeous.” Her eyes move over my body. “My big, hockey-player future husband getting good and fucked.”

I grab the back of her neck and pull her mouth down to mine. “Just you wait, future wife, soon enough I’ll have you screaming my name, begging for more.”

She grins against my lips before she hits that spot inside me that lights me up. “Me first, though.”

She finds a rhythm, stroking me in time to the roll of her hips. She’s just so damn beautiful, and sexy. All that power and confidence, and I get to be inside her orbit every day for the rest of our lives. I get to love her. I get to make love to her, fuck her, and be fucked and loved by her.

“I want to be inside you when I come,” I grind out.

I’m already on the cusp. I grab her hips, and she pulls out. We quickly rid her of the strap-on, and I fit myself between her thighs and fill her pussy the same way she did me. “I’m going to pound you into the mattress now, honey.”

“Yes, please, Dallas,” she says softly. Sweetly.

I pull my hips back, and my restraint snaps with my first thrust. Like I promised, she screams my name and begs for more. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she chants as I drive into her.

We tip over the edge at the same time, clinging to each other. The orgasm seems endless, spinning out, expanding and consuming us.

We’re both breathless, panting and sweaty as I roll us to the side. Wills’s fingers sift through my hair, and she smiles up at me. “We’re going to have a lot of fun together, aren’t we?”

I can feel the grin stretching my face. “So much fun.” I stroke her cheek. “I get to love you for the rest of my life. It’ll never be long enough, but it’ll have to do.”

She settles her palm on my chest. “My heart couldn’t have a better home than here, with you.”

She’s all I’ve ever wanted. And finally, she knows she’s meant to be mine.