Wild Fire (Chaos #6.5)(52)

He was barely over it before he hauled his jeans up, tucked his dick in, liking the scrape against his sensitive flesh and the wet of her mouth still there, and ordered a hoarse, “C’mere.”

She pushed up to straight and he took control of the fly on her cords.

“Dutch,” she whispered.

“Shut it,” he muttered, got the zip down, wrapped an arm around her to pull her to him, shoved a hand down her pants and took her mouth.

She was wet, she was ready, she got off on that blowjob, not as much as he did, but enough it didn’t take him long to get her there, so he fingered her to orgasm.

She’d swallowed his cum.

He swallowed her whimper.

He ended it like he did that morning, with two fingers deep inside her, but as she recovered, he didn’t slide them out.

Dutch trailed his lips to her ear and whispered, “This pussy feels sweet.”

“I hope you like it when you finally take it,” she whispered back.

He grinned and sucked her lobe in his mouth.

She shivered.

He stroked her inside.

“Dutch,” she breathed.

“Love the way you say my name,” he told her.

She glided her fingers in his hair.

“Love your ass.”

She pressed closer.

“Love how fuckin’ crazy you are about a goddamned cat.”

She stroked his hair at the bottom, which meant at the same time she stroked the back of his neck.

“Love how you go gung-ho for a kid you’ve never met. Love how you’re gentle with my mom because you know she’s dealing with some shit with me. Love how big your tits are. And I know I’m gonna love sinking into this pussy.”

He pushed his fingers deeper.

She gasped.

He slid his fingers out and pulled his head back enough she could watch when he slipped them in his mouth to suck them clean.

She watched and she did it on a low, hot moan.

It was Dutch who got the real goodness, though, because she tasted as fantastic as all things Georgie.

Another gasp came when he finished doing that and he caught her hard on either side of her head where it met her neck.

And then he got close.

“Do you know how unbelievably fuckin’ amazing you are, Georgiana?”

Tears filled her eyes.

“Honey,” she whispered.

“I was lost, and I’ve not known you a week, and I might not have it together, but I’m on the road to bein’ found and that loosens somethin’ in me that’s been so tight for so long, jackin’ me up so bad, I thought it was going to kill an important part of me.”

“Dutch—”

“You give great fuckin’ head, baby. I love it too that you know when to give over to me. And I love how wet you get doin’ it and how quick you come for me. But serious, with all we got, when I slide inside you, it’s gonna be all about you for me and me for you. I don’t care if I have to take us to Siberia to make that happen.”

“I hear Siberia is cold,” she said softly.

“I’ll keep you warm.”

“I’ve noticed you’re good at that,” she muttered.

“Babe.”

Her focus became hyper-alert.

“Dutch, I’ll exist on blowjobs and finger fucking as long as you need to keep it at that to give you what you need to take us where you need us to be when that happens between us. I’ll take anything from you. I’ll even give you my cat. Because you’re that man who deserves it. And you’re that man to me.”

Her words made something in his chest explode, busting apart, vaporizing.

Because of that, he took her mouth and kissed her tough.

And his Georgie, she took that.

But as the emotion he was feeling faded, he gentled it, she was with him on that too, until finally, he ended it.

“Now, we need some sleep,” he said quietly.

“Yeah, Dutch,” she replied.

“You get the bathroom first,” he said, and for some reason, that made her smile. So he asked, “What?”

“Well, I don’t know, that was pretty intense. And all of this is happening fast. And with what’s happening, I don’t think it comes as a surprise to either of us as to why. But if you ever get to wondering why some woman started falling for you, hard and swift, just remember, you always gave her the bathroom first.”

The first part made hella sense.

The last did not.

And he told her that by saying, “Babe.”

“Dutch, I first met you when you were doing a favor for your brother. You put others above yourself a lot. A whole lot. You gave me stuff about giving you the security code to my building when you know you’re not going to be that creepy jerk if things go wrong with us—”

“Things aren’t gonna go wrong with us.”

“You get my point.”

“Georgie—”

She slid her fingers into his hair on either side of his head and gave it a gentle jerk.

“You’re just that guy, Dutch. That guy. And I’m just really glad I met you.” She pulled him to her for a quick kiss, before she moved away and got off the bed. “Now we both need sleep. Because who flipping knows what’s gonna happen tomorrow.”

And she disappeared in the bathroom.