"I Don't Like You" ~ A Dallas x Reader (COMPLETED)

~Chapter Thirteen~

TW; Slight smut

-Your POV-

I walked up the stairs to Dally's room, he smirked at me and followed closely behind. Once we got there he locked the door. He picked me up and pushed me against the wall, I smashed my lips onto his forcefully. He put me down and I lie on the bed, he came up to me and straddled me, taking off his shirt. Dally undid my shirt, I slid it off. I pulled him close, kissing him firmly. He slowly moved down to my neck. I pulled his hair. He sucked on my neck, I bit my lip. He sat right up, taking off his pants, I stared at his toned abs. I followed suit and pulled off my pants. He kissed down my stomach, I giggled. I brought him back up to my lips, I bit his lip teasingly. He unclasped my bra and I threw it on the floor. I flipped him over, I wanted some control. He slid his hands down my legs and he touches my butt. He pulls off his underwear as I do mine, well here we go. He grabs protection from the table, slips it on. He flips me over again. "Ready?" he asks. I nod and take a deep breath, he slides in. I take a sharp breath in, and let a small moan escape my lips, "You okay doll?" I nod again, he goes slow, then pulls out. I exhale. He goes in again, I dig my nails into his back. "Woah doll, are you sure your okay?" We are sweating at this point. "Yah Dal, I'm just great," I replied, panting. This wasn't like anything I had experienced before. I bit my lip. It was over. He lied down beside me, we were both smiling. "How was it doll?" He asks. I look over at him and smile, "Great." I can't believe that just happened!

 After a few minutes, he got up.

 "Dal, come back," I pouted.

 "I'm gonna get dressed," he said but I had an idea. I stood up and walked right over to his. I got real close and whispered. 

"Dal, I want you," I pulled him back into bed. He kissed me, I kissed back. "Please," I whispered. He gave me a very hot smirk, I got ready, I was ready. I knew what he was going to do. He kissed my neck, 

"Well, Doll you're just going to have to wait," I sighed. He got up and got dressed.  I got up and my clothes, and when I say my shirt, it was a thinner material. 

"Dally, you ripped my shirt!" I laughed. 

"Here doll," He tossed me one of his shirts. "Dal, don't be silly, my brothers will see the shirt and suspect something," I explained. "Would you rather wear your jacket with nothing under?" He was right, "I'm still gonna zip up my jacket," I stare into his eyes. "Okay," I leaned in and kissed him. "Your gonna have to wait," He only reminded me. "Can you walk me home?" "Yeah, I don't want you to get jumped," "Thanks," I slipped on his shirt, and did up my jacket. I did up my converse. We left.

 "Dal?" 

"Yeah?" 

"How many hickeys do I have?" 

"Only a couple, but they're quite noticeable," He just laughed. I hit him on the shoulder, 

"Dal, it's not funny! Darry's gonna kill me!" "Cover it with that gorgeous h/c hair of yours," He suggested. "I'll just tell him, I was with a guy, I won't say it's you! I'll say it's, umm, some greaser guy I met at Bucks!" "Technically you did meet me at bucks tonight," he said. 

"I'll say I don't know who it is, he just seemed real nice," We talked about my plan as we smoked. We got about three houses away from mine. "Dally, drop me off here. If we walked in together it will look a bit odd." He nodded, and we kissed goodbye. I made it to my house, took a deep breath and opened the door.