A/N: Yes. I warned you enough. Smut ahead. Because this is a smut fic! And again – ignore my typos.
Oh and thanks for the feedback! In answer to a couple of questions – I am still working on "TAKEN" and also on a sequel to "SIXSIX". I haven't updated because I got kind of pulled into finishing Snow and doing a few other things. But I will update soon!
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Technically speaking, he had her right where he wanted her.
Taker rolled onto his side and reached out to push Dallas's hair back from her face. She was still asleep, and had probably just rolled over because he was warm. That was all right. He was just surprised she was actually in his room, without much of an argument.
He let his fingers trail over her cheek, along her jaw, and onto her neck. He felt the slow beat of her pulse against his palm, and shifted trying to get a little closer. His hand drifted lower, onto her chest.
That was when Dallas raised her hand and grabbed his wrist. "It was one thing getting woken up to you trying to choke me. Now you're molesting me in my sleep?"
Taker snorted and laughed. He couldn't help himself. "I wasn't choking you. Just touching."
"Memorizing my neck size?" Dallas yawned sleepily. And pulled his hand lower to rest his palm against her breast. "Is this where you were heading?"
"Maybe. There. A couple of other places." Taker squeezed her lightly, catching her nipple between his fingers.
Dallas made a humming noise low in her throat. Taker smirked and squeezed her harder, just making sure she wasn't going to fall back to sleep on him. She arched against him, pressing herself tight against the full length of his body. "Ugh. You have got to lose the shorts."
Taker's smile widened. "In a minute." He pushed and she went willingly enough, moaning a little as he covered her, his bare chest against hers. "You disappeared on me earlier." He pointed out as he lowered his head to nip her lower lip between his teeth. "And I find you naked in my bed. I oughta give your ass a spank for that stunt you pulled in the caf. But I did find you naked in my bed."
"You deserved it." Dallas said breathlessly. "One of us is a horndog that can't take 'not now' for an answer. Wanna guess who it is?" When Taker didn't give her any breathing room, Dallas arched up against, this time pressing her groin against his. Taker pressed back, his low moan almost too soft to hear.
"Yeah. That would be me." Taker chuckled and settled himself more comfortably between her legs. "You gonna complain about that too?"
"I wasn't the one complaining. I just said to wait til later. It is not my fault you have no patience." Dallas slid her hands up his arms and tangled her fingers into his long hair. "It's like you want there to be rumors."
"I admit the rumor mill keeps things interesting, but I'd rather stay out of it. So my bad. I will try to behave myself in the future. If you had gone into the bathroom with me, I wouldn't have made such a nuisance of myself."
Dallas laughed. "I love how it is somehow my fault."
"It is your fault." He flexed his hips slowly, letting her feel how hard he was through the thin cotton of his shorts. "See what you do to me?"
"At least now I can do somethin' about it." Dallas stopped playing with his hair and pushed on his shoulders. Taker rolled and she went with him until she was straddling his hips. "Unless you wanna go back to choking me?"
Taker's chuckle turned into a moan as she bent down and grazed his chest with her nipples. She moved slowly down his body, keeping the contact down his stomach. Her fingers snagged the waistband of his shorts and she pulled. Taker moved to accommodate her and she slid the shorts down.
Now his hard cock was freed and resting in the valley between her breasts. Dallas pressed herself down on him, feeling him shift and slowly thrust against her. She moved a little more and then her mouth was on him. She sucked the head of his cock and flicked her tongue over it, drawing a deep moan from him.
Taker closed his eyes and concentrated on the hot moist mouth that slid up and down his shaft, the sharp little teeth that nipped him, and the tongue and caressed him at the sensitive crown where all the nerve endings came together. He laced his hands together under his head to fight the urge to grab her and pull her up so he could bury himself in her, forget the teasing.
Dallas slid her mouth up and down, wrapping a hand around the base of his cock to increase the friction. Taker almost came in her mouth, so intense were the sensations. She seemed to sense him reaching the edge and let him go, slipping down to playfully bite his thigh
"You…tease." He managed to say between his grit teeth. He had to fight it back – but eventually he relaxed, once more in control. Dallas just laughed huskily and moved up his body, careful not to touch him anywhere that might accidently set him off before she was ready.
"No, I'm Dallas. Remember?" She sounded so damn pleased with herself. Taker snickered and yanked her up until she was straddling his head. He nuzzled her, his tongue slipping through her folds to find her clit, and that cut off her amusement as she moaned. She rocked her hips back and forth, guiding his tongue's movement over her slick skin. He kept up the assault on her clit and ran his hands up the backs of her thighs. He parted her folds, giving himself easier access, and one of his long, thick fingers slid into her opening.
Taker relished the taste of her on his tongue and the feel of her as she fucked his hand. He added a second finger, stretching her, drawing a louder moan from deep within her throat. He kept up the assault, driving her crazy with the movement of tongue and fingers until Dallas could not catch her breath above him. Her thighs were shivering against his shoulders, a sure sign she was nearing the end.
Dallas muttered something and jerked away from him, making him groan in frustration. He had wanted her to finish against his mouth, but apparently she had other ideas. She held herself poised over him for a moment and slowly lowered herself, taking him in slowly and sighing in satisfaction when he was fully sheathed. Taker reached down and gripped her hips, guiding her movements with his hands as she rode him.
She lifted her body up and down for the first few strokes, sliding him in and out. And apparently decided that wasn't enough contact. She pressed down tight against him and rolled her hips, grinding against him and drawing a drawn out groan from him as the feel of her.
Taker could only stand so much of that. Once again Dallas got right to the edge, and he stopped moving, holding her still as well. She groaned in frustration and that turned to a disappointed grunt when he pushed her away from him, leaving her body. For the moment. He turned her roughly around on her hands and knees and entered her from behind, losing what grip he had on his control. He thrust erratically, the only sounds their intermingled moans and the slap of skin meeting skin over and over.
Taker reached out and grabbed a handful of Dallas's hair, yanking her head backward. She cried out at the feel of her hair being pulled and climaxed, her body shuddering with the intensity of it. He kept a grip on her hair and slammed into her all the harder, spurred on by her whimpers and mewling noises as he stimulated her so soon after her orgasm.
He was rewarded by the feel of her finishing yet again, this time she nearly screamed at the feel of it taking her. Dallas slapped a hand over her mouth to hold it and tried to brace herself against Taker's thrusts, even through the apex of her orgasm. He finally gave a hoarse cry of his own and slammed forward one last time, the force pushing her down onto the bed as he reached his own end.
Taker eased away from her, smiling a bit at her whimper when he pulled out. Dallas lay there for a few long minutes, not inclined to move back to the top of the bed. Taker shrugged to himself and grabbed a pillow to stretch out next to her. He stroked her back and smirked as Dallas practically purred in satisfaction. She was asleep in less than a minute. Taker could tell exactly when she dropped off.
Sleep was a lot longer coming for him. He eased of the bed and cleaned himself up before getting a towel to do the same for Dallas. She didn't even mutter in her sleep. He smiled to himself and wondered not for the first time what the hell he was getting himself into. Besides the sex, there wasn't anything between the two of them. Hell, they hardly talked about anything but work, and even that was about him. Not that he didn't enjoy talking about himself, but…
Taker shook his head. For a second there he had almost thought of Dallas in terms of a…relationship…thing. He definitely did not want that. Shit got complicated way too easily, one of them would end up hurting the other one. Ok. He would end up hurting her. Why? Because that was how this usually worked. And he liked Dallas well enough to not want to see her lose her job because she got tangled up with him.
That did not have to happen of course, but Taker could face facts. Fucking around with one of his co-workers was not frowned upon. It was when it turned into a distraction that it became a problem. His ex-wife was a prime example, and yes Taker did put the idea of getting rid of her into the ear of the higher-ups because he was through letting her ride on his name.
Not that he thought Dallas would do such a thing. She didn't want any part of the fame, and she'd shot down the fortune part enough it had gone from being a novelty. As he lay down once more and snuggled up to Dallas's side, he wondered what she would say if he offered her some kind of deal. Like – sex three times a week in exchange for having her rent paid, or her travel expenses taken care of.
Taker laughed to himself. Oh she would love that. If he had part of one testicle left after that proposition he would consider himself lucky. From all signs, she was open to having a quiet fling with him, and she had not attached a single string as far as he could tell. It definitely was not something he was used to.