Page 23 of Midnight Roots

She shakes her head. "I can't."

"Then suffer," I say, walking toward the door.

She just cries as I shut the door behind me. I'm going to have to do something about her if Dillon is going to come over.

I get to work on the ranch. Tessa is too weak to be useful at this point. I get my chores done, and then I head inside to shower. I smellof sweat and animals, but once I'm in the shower, I smell like the forest-scented bar soap that I have. I splash on some aftershave and dress in my neatest jeans and plaid shirt before I pull on my ball cap. Then I take it off. Do I wear it? Do I not? We're going to be staying indoors, and it is night. I set it down on the nightstand.

I check the time and decide that since we're meeting so late it's probably best to eat before I go. It's not like I can't eat more if she cooks. Although I'm personally hoping I get to eat her up.

I make a sandwich and eat it before I dust myself off and head out to my truck. On the drive there, I try to think of things I can talk to her about if she wants to talk. I don't mind the sound of her voice. It's sweet like honey, and it drives me wild.

Once I pull up to her apartment, I park, and I walk up to her door, knocking on it gently. "Dillon?"

"Come in," she calls.

I try the door and find it unlocked. "You shouldn't leave your door unlocked. It's dang..." My sentence and thoughts trail off as I walk in and see her in a bathrobe. "Oh, are you not ready yet? I can wait outside."

"I'm ready," she says. She undoes the bathrobe and drops it to the floor.

My mouth drops open, and I shut and lock the door behind me. "Oh, well, you look edible."

"Then eat me," she says seductively.

I don't have to be told twice. I cross the space between us and kiss her hungrily. She melts in my arms, and I walk her back to her bed. She drops down onto it and scootsbackward. I unbutton my shirt and toss it to the side. I kick off my shoes and then my jeans, climbing onto the bed and settling between her legs with my body. I kiss her softly.

"What did I do to deserve this?" I murmur against her lips.

"Maybe it's my way of making sure you come back for more," she says.

"I'll never let you go," I comment.

I kiss her again and bring my hands up to massage her breasts. She reaches behind her and undoes the clasp. She slides out her bra and tosses it aside. I instantly envelop her nipple in my mouth. I suck on it like a teat. I switch to the other one while my fingers play with the one I've just left. Her nipples are stiff with arousal, and so am I. I can feel my dick straining in my boxers. I kiss down her stomach and hook my fingers into her panties, bringing them down and sliding them off.

I settle between her thighs and kiss them softly. Then I do what I've wanted to do all day. I slide my tongue slowly through her folds, tasting her sex. It's even better than I imagined. She tastes delicious. I slide my tongue through her folds again, and then I suck on her clit.

I roll my tongue over and around her clit again and again, and suddenly, I feel her hand gripping my hair. I smirk and continue to do it. She starts to cry out, and I stop for a moment to slide my tongue into her pussy itself. Lapping up her juices, I can't believe how amazing she tastes. I go back to working on her clit.

"Right there," she groans.

I don't even notice how long it takes. I keep it up. Listening to her groans and feeling her squirm underneath me makes me feel so powerful. When she cums I continue to suck her clit through it, and she tries to buck her hips, butI hold her in place. Once she's through it, I get up and nudge her. "Turn over."

She doesn't even hesitate. She flips over onto all fours, sticking her ass up in the air. I smile and pull my boxers down and off, tossing them aside. I rub my dick between her folds to lubricate it before I push into her deeply. She groans out. "That's it. Don't hold back."

I grab onto her hips and start moving my hips hard. The sound of flesh slapping on flesh fills the air. Dillon begins to cry out with every thrust that I thrust into her. I reach around her and grab her breasts, tweaking her nipples and massaging them as best I can at the angle we're at.

She sits up slightly so I can reach better, and I groan. "You're so tight."

"You're so thick," she groans back.

I continue to move, gripping her breasts harder. I slide one hand down her body and finger her clit as I move.

"Oh God," she cries out. "Yes! Yes! Yes."

I can feel her pussy tighten around my erection, and I bury myself deep inside of her as I cum hard. She collapsed on the bed in front of me as I pull out of her. I lay down next to her, stroking her back gently.

She slides an arm around my middle and strokes my abdomen. "Stay the night."

"I can't. I got work in the morning," I say quietly, stroking her arm.