9. 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓽

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  "make that pussy pop and do it how i want it."
                  OFTEN; THE WEEKND
                        ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵
                             TW: SMUT
                        ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵
i silently gasped.

dallas winston loves me back...?

how do i tell him...

we said nothing, and just stared at each other.

well, i stared at him, and he stared at my body.

i could see his wandering eyes travel all over my entire body.

finally, i broke the silence.

"my eyes are up here winston." i spoke, concealing my laughter.

"oh, i know. and i also know something else too." he replied, standing up and slowly walking over to me.

"really? what's that?" i said, taking slow steps back to tease him. soon, by back was against the wall and i was cornered by him.

he got real close to me and put his head by my ear.

"i know you like me back." he whispered in a seductive way.

his voice sent a shiver down my spine. he was so fucking right, and he knew it.

he grabbed both of my wrists and slammed my arms above my head against the wall. it hurt a bit, but i didn't care. i just wanted him and nothing else.

finally, he closed the little distance between us and smashed his lips against mine. we kissed roughly and passionately, just what i fucking needed.

dally soon released his grip on my hands and i allowed them to fall back down, before i put them behind his head to maintain the moment.

his hands on the other hand traveled up my thigh and proceeded to give it a firm squeeze. i instinctively jumped at the action, which made him break off the kiss and chuckle.

"god, you're so fuckin' hot." he whispered, out of breath. i couldn't help but feel turned on even more.

"dally...i need you. i fuckin' need you now." i breathlessly responded back. i didnt care how i looked anymore. i just wanted him and nothing else.

the tenseness in my body was fully gone and i just melted into him, taking in every single second of this magical moment.

all of a sudden, we heard a yell from what seemed to be the living room or dining room.

"hey dal and bella! steve, darry, and i are headin' out. we'll be home later, alright?" soda yelled.

dally broke off of me and we both stopped to catch our breaths.

"damn." i thought, "i guess i forgot to breathe throughout that."

after dally managed to steady his breathing, he responded to soda, sounding perfectly normal.

"alright! see ya!"

he immediately smashed back into me, taking me by surprise. we continued making out for a while longer before dally backed off and whispered something.

"jump." he ordered blatantly. i did as i was told and jumped, in which he forced my body up against the wall. i instinctively wrapped my legs around him as he held me up.

as soon as i thought our lips were going to connect again, he went for my jaw. he planted soft kisses as he traveled down to my lower neck and collarbone. the area was exposed due to the dress i was wearing.

he began to suck on my skin, planning to leave his little marks. at least they were in a easily hidden spot.

i'm not one to seem vulnerable, but i couldn't keep it in anymore. i let out quiet, sensual moans as he planted hickeys on my skin. this only made him more excited.

one time, he bit down a little. i winced in pain and he jumped back. he stared deep into my eyes before removing me from the wall, and tossing me onto the bed.

he stood over me and pulled off his shirt, and ripped his under white tank top in half.

next thing i knew, he toppled on top of me and began pulling down the front of my dress, and started softly kissing my chest.

sounds escaped my lips that i had never let out before, but i didn't bother keeping them in. i was loving every fucking moment of this.

"mm...dally..." i moaned, which i could tell fueled him even more.

i ran my fingers vigorously through his soft brunette hair as he proceeded with his actions.

soon, he looked up at me, dead in the eyes and said:

"take it off."

my eyes widened at the realization of what would soon be happening. i did as he ordered and began to slip the spaghetti straps off my shoulders, dropping the dress to the floor.

dally then fought with the buckle of his belt and soon managed to get it off. he threw the belt to the side and dropped his jeans, revealing his hard on bulging through his boxers.

my eyes widened yet again. this time at the sight of...it. this sparked a a bit of laughter from dally.

"y'ready?" he asked with a devious smile on his face. all i could manage out was a nod.

dally inched closer to me, ripped off my panties, and forcefully removed my bra, all while i laid on my back on the bed. he then pulled off his final layer.

he picked up his jeans that were on the floor and grabbed his wallet out of his pocket. he reached inside and then pulled out a condom.

of course.

only dallas winston would have a fucking condom in his wallet.

his penis was practically dripping in precum which worked great as a lubricant to apply the condom. once fully applied, he made his way over to me and forcefully spread my legs wide.

after moments of him scooting closer and my deep anticipation, i felt his tip rub against the my clit. i grabbed a near by pillow and covered my face with it, squeezing it as hard as i could.

after a moment of tease, he forcefully fully entered himself. i let out a scream of pain as he did so.

he began thrusting at what seem to be max speed from my perspective, but god was i wrong. overtime, he practically doubled his speed. he didn't even bother starting out slow.

sensational screams of pain left my lips which soon transformed to pleasure. i felt my body tense up around him as i lost control of my body. i was just lost in the feeling of pure ecstasy.

before long, i could feel myself getting close, and i could tell dally was too.

"god d-dal...i-im about to-"

"i-i know, me too doll."

he forced his hips into me a few more times before pulling out. we both unloaded, him all over my chest.

he stood over me for a moment longer before melting onto the bed next to me. both of us were out of breath, and sweat dripped from our skin and hair.

"w-wow." is all i was able to get out.

he slowly looked up at me.

"y-yea...wow."

he got up and grabbed the blanket from earlier and used it to clean off my upper body for me.

then, he tossed the blanket to the floor and laid back down next to me.

we laid staring up at the ceiling, both trying to fathom what just happened between us.

"oh, and one thing," he started, "could you do me a favor?"

i only turned to face him as i was too worried to physically respond, but he understood i was listening.

"could we...keep this a little secret?"

𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓼 & 𝓬𝓲𝓰𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓼 • 𝓭.𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓷 | ✓ |Onde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora