Lust - Dallas Winston

31

Dallas and I walked rather briskly to my house.

It was a rather quiet walk too, until we made it to my house. 

I walked up to one of the windows, cracking it slowly, before moving the curtin over to peak my head in. 

"What are you doing?" Dallas asked at a whisper. 

"Checking where they are at." I whispered back.  

They were both passed out in the living room. 

And by the looks of beer cans around them.... they weren't waking up any time soon. 

I slowly shut the window, before Dallas and I walked around the house to my bedroom window. 

Dallas climbed through the window first. 

He then helped pull me into the room. 

I swear I wasn't even fully through the window, before he started kissing me aggressively as he began stripping me of my clothes. 

"Dallas," I said as he began taking his own clothes off, "Shut the damn window first."

Dallas seemed to scramble over the the window and slammed it shut. 

Dallas then picked me up, tossing me on the bed on my back. 

Dallas climbed on top of me, pressing his body tightly against mine. 

Dallas sucked aggressively on my neck and chest, as he inserted himself. 

He gripped my body tightly, as every thrust got harder and deeper. 

My legs wrapped around Dallas, as he let out a low, sensual moan. 

The bed frame banged against the wall loudly, as his thrust continued to get harder. 

Dallas liked to fuck fast and hard. 

It hurt, but it hurt so fucking good. 

Dallas kissed my lips, sweeping his tongue in every few seconds, as his free hand traveled down below my waist. 

My body seemed to arch towards him, as he moved his fingers in soft, slow circles. 

The rhythm of everything was synced just perfectly. 

Dallas seemed to smile a bit, because he knew he was doing everything just right. 

My arms wrapped around Dallas's neck, as the rested on his shoulders.

Dallas knew he had me right where he wanted me. 

"Fuckkkkk, Dallas." I gasped out, my head leaned forward and buried into his chest. 

My body tensed around his body, as I finished. 

After a few seconds, Dallas quickly pushed my body off of his. 

He pulled out, and finished on my chest. 

"You didn't last very long." Dallas chuckled sarcastically, mocking me. 

"Neither did you." I argued back. 

Man, my back and legs hurt pretty bad. 

"I'm working on it, and I lasted longer than you." Dallas put on his underwear. 

Dallas dug around my room for some tissue, before cleaning me up.  

"At least you pulled out." I smiled. 

"This time." Dallas let out a booming laugh, before crawling into the bed next to me. 

He pulled the blanket over me, as he wrapped his arms around me.  

Dallas pulled me close, and gave me a soft kiss. 

"We should probably get going back to the Curtis house soon," Dallas spoke softly, "not right away though.  I want to lay here a bit with you."

"I don't think I could walk right now anyway." I chuckled.

I wasn't joking though. 

I really don't think I could walk at the moment. 

"I didn't think i was going that hard." Dallas replied. 

Dallas thought for a second, before speaking again. 

"Come here, let me rub your back." Dallas grabbed me, and pulled me on top of him. 

Dallas slowly began to rub my lower back. 

"I'm surprised you didn't go on about the light not being on." I said, as I rested my head against his chest. 

"Why do you say that?" Dallas asked me. 

I shrugged, "you always go on about me making you turn around when I change my clothes.  I thought you would have said something about the lights being out."

"It's not about seeing you naked." Dallas spoke. 

That caught me off guard. 

"You're more than just a naked body to me." Dallas spoke sincerely. 

I couldn't believe that Dallas said something so sweet, so sincere. 

"Thanks, Dal." I said, as Dallas held me tighter. 

"No problem, doll." Dallas replied, as he continued to rub my back. 

It felt so nice and calming to be with him. 

I started to even dose off after a while, before Dallas shook me softly.  

"We should get going." Dallas Dallas whispered to me. 

"Yeah, we should." I slowly sat up. 

Dallas quickly got up, and gathered my clothes. 

He even helped me get dressed. 

Dallas even put my shoes on for me. 

My back didn't feel fully back to normal, but it felt a hell of a lot better than it did before.  

My walking was a little wobbly, but I could manage. 

Dallas helped me out the window, and the two of us began our walk back to the Curtis house. 

Our walk back to the Curtis house was a lot slower than our walk to mine was. 

Dallas had his arm around my shoulders, as we walked in the front doors. 

The gang was all up and still partying.  

I don't think they even knew we were gone. 

Well, except Johnny, who had a small smirk on his lips as Dallas and I walked in the house. 

Johnny always seemed to keep an eye on me anyway.  

They had the music loud, and everyone was in their own little world. 

"You want a few beers?" Dallas asked me. 

"Of course." I replied with a smile. 

Dallas grabbed a hand full of beers from the fridge, and the two of us sat back down on the couch in our spots that we were sitting in before.