I'm just going to be straight forward with you: THIS IS A SEX SCENE. If you do not approve of sex scenes, you might wanna take a break from reading, and wait for the next chapter.
As Dallas sped up the narrow road, he began to realize that he was almost all the way up the entire hill. He slowly began to give up. If Cherry wasn't at the top of this hill, she must have stopped at a friend's if this were the case, there'd be a very slim chance that Dallas was ever to run into her again tonight; not unless he waited at her house for her return. But he would never, he didn't want to end up running into her parents. Of course, Dallas was never aware that Cherry's parents left only a day ago for a week-long trip.
As he drove to the top of the hill, where only about a dozen trees stood, he was surprised to actually see Cherry getting out of her car. She was parked near the edge of the cliff that was opposite the side of the hill, and she began walking towards the edge, looking out at the view. Dallas parked his car, and began to walk over to her. He could only see her silhouette, right in front of the moon; A beautiful and small figure of Cherry with her arms folded, as her hair blew gently in the late night breeze. She looked as if she were pleased by the view.
The view was beautiful, you could see all of the lights of the town shining brightly. Cherry watched the lights one by one, turning off. It was almost midnight. The footsteps of Dallas had startled her. She turned around and gave him a death stare that he would never forget.
"Cherry," he spoke lightly while slowly walking closer. "Cherry, I wish I could prove to you that I never touched that girl tonight. I really do." Cherry turned back around towards the edge, and began to sigh at the sight of the entire town. Cherry could feel his voice drawing closer, and finally flinched when she felt the touch of Dallas' hand on her waist as he continued, "Cherry, please. I'd never do a thing like that to you. "
Cherry shook her head, "I thought you were better," she then raised her voice, "you're such an asshole!" Dallas grew frustrated when he heard this. He knew that Cherry could never trust someone like him, but he continued to try. After a long pause, he walked in front of her and placed his hand on her cheek.
"If I can just tell you what happened, will you listen? Please?" he lowered his voice. He spoke so softly, and Cherry hated that. She wanted to be angry with him, she never wanted to trust him. She gave half of her innocence to Dallas, and she didn't want it wasted on some no-good, lying two-timer.
Cherry lowered her voice to a whisper, "No, I just need you to tell me that I can trust you." After a few seconds of silence, she looked up at his eyes. She continued to ask, "Could you just do that for me?"
Dallas pulled up his other hand and placed it on her other cheek. With his thumbs, he stroked her face gently. "You can trust me." He leaned in and kissed her lips.
Cherry pulled out from their kiss, only to lean in for more. She was so indecisive when it came to trusting Dallas. She either wanted him more than anything, or pushed him away, never wanting to look him in the eyes again. Dallas walked her over to her car. As he opened her door to let her sit down, he asked, "Why'd you drive up here, anyway?"
Cherry sat down in the driver's seat and simply answered, "I don't really know. I don't think when I'm that upset." When Dallas heard this, it sort of made him feel turned on, strangely. It was the idea that Cherry, in a way, sort of resembled him, in small doses of course. Dallas could never think straight when he was upset, and not very many people understood that. They always described him saying, "Uh-oh, he's gonna blow," or, "He's about to go insane." But to think that Cherry shared that similarity with him in certain instances, it made him feel good. It was the little things like that that made Dallas love this girl so much.
"So you're mad, huh?" he finally replied to her.
Cherry turned to look at him, "Hmph, I mean I was. Did you see the way she was looking at you? Thought she was about to bite your head off. Or maybe mine, I'm not quite sure." She laughed. Dallas smiled.
"I do like it up here, though," Cherry added just before she was about to turn on the car.
"Yeah? Me too." Dallas said. "So, where are you going then?"
Cherry was so over herself. She was over being a stupid girl, with stupid feelings, stupid emotions, stupid dilemmas going on and on inside her head. She was done with it. And the truth was, she didn't want to go back to that party. Not because of Shelby, but because even she knew inside that she only went to that party for Dallas. Dallas was the only one she had wanted to see. And she didn't want to go home, neither. She didn't want to go back to the lonely nights when she'd just get back from a party, and end up falling asleep while talking to a friend on the phone.
So where are you going, then? She heard Dallas speak. Cherry, without even thinking, got up from her seat and stood outside her car right in front of Dallas. She pulled him into her, kissing him with all she had. This took Dallas completely by surprise, but he sort of understood what she was doing. He felt her anger, and it was all wrapped up in that kiss. Cherry had so much energy, so much of something. Dallas had not known it yet, but the energy was passion. Cherry pulled him even closer to her, until her back was against her car.
Dallas got more into it as he grabbed the back of her neck, and with his other hand, grabbed her waist. His hand slowly moved up and down her waist, feeling her body hidden under that maroon colored dress. Cherry could hear slight moans exiting Dallas' mouth as he kissed her, as his hand moved up and down her leg, which Cherry had raised to wrap around Dallas' waist. "I'm not afraid of you anymore, Dally." Cherry said while out of breathe, as Dallas began to kiss her neck. Dallas paused at the sound of this, he looked into her eyes. She continued to look right back into his, and he suddenly began to understand what she had meant. He nodded with a raised eyebrow, and she nodded back. He began to kiss her once again, but more aggressively.
Cherry could feel Dallas reach under and lift her off the ground, and she wrapped her legs and arms around him as she continued to kiss him. He carried her over to the front of the car bumper, and gently placed her on top of the hood. Cherry then whispered into his ear, "Inside the glove compartment."
Dallas quickly walked over and leaned inside her car, opening up the glove compartment. And inside, he reached in and grabbed a condom. He rushed back over to her and began to kiss her once again. Between kisses, Dallas muttered, "Are you sure?" Cherry nodded as she once again wrapped her arms around him.
Dallas bent down slightly and rolled Cherry's dress up her legs and above her waist, exposing her underwear to the night breeze. He then gently pulled down her underwear, and slid it down and off her legs. He let it drop on the floor beside him. As he did this, Cherry unbuckled his belt and tossed it onto the floor. She untucked his shirt, pulled down his jeans, and waited for him to do the rest. Although feeling wild and reckless, Cherry felt that she was not experienced enough to do certain things.
Cherry's eyes widened as Dallas began to put the condom on. "Oh my," she slipped out as she watched him without even thinking. Cherry hadn't expected to see such a large…pant size. Who are we kidding, Cherry wasn't staring at Dallas' pant size.
Dallas began to kiss her again, and again and again. Cherry wanted so much at this very moment. She wanted Dallas to be a part of her, she wanted to be a part of him. "This might hurt a bit," he whispered as he gently kissed a soft spot on her neck, just below her ear. He stood in front of her, as Cherry sat on the hood of her car with her legs apart. Forehead to forehead, Cherry whispered, "Okay." Finally, he then slid into her, as Cherry let out a soft moan. He could feel her grip getting tighter and tighter, with her nails clasping onto his shoulders as she scrunched her eyes in pain. Dallas was beginning to realize that Cherry was not as experienced as he had thought she was; this was her first time. He had never felt anyone so small before, so tight and so innocent. He could feel her tense up, so he began to reassure her, "We can stop anytime you'd like," as he looked into her eyes.
Cherry, with no words to speak, could only shake her head. She did not want to quit Dallas yet. He began to continue sliding in and out of her, as he removed his hands from leaning on the car, and placing them on her waist, pulling her in and out of him. Cherry panted softly, and continued to softly moan in pain for having never had done this before. Dallas felt about a million sensations going through him all at once, and all he could do was look at Cherry, into her eyes, at her cheeks, at her soft lips. He began to kiss her to distract her from the pain. Cherry could feel her hair being blown by the cold wind, but her body felt warm and heated from Dallas' body coming toward hers. His warm lips hovered over hers and took over her. And soon enough, after a few minutes, she could no longer feel pain, only him inside of her.
The thought of this drove Cherry out of her mind; the fact that Dallas Winston was inside of her. She could feel him, and she began to kiss him harder. She ran her fingers through his soft hair, and her other hand continued to roam his chest. Cherry began to moan once again, but not for pain this time. She was finally starting to feel Dallas, and it felt good. "Don't stop, Dally," she whispered in his ear, out of breath. This drove Dallas crazy. His thrusts grew stronger and faster, and Cherry's sounds grew louder. Dallas began to moan, and he was getting too excited. He let out a loud, "Oh, Cherry" before he began to slow down. He lowered his voice, "We'd better stop, or I'm gonna…I'm gonna…"
Cherry didn't want to stop, but she knew what Dallas was about to say. She stopped pushing herself into him, and she took a moment to catch her breath. Dallas licked his lips and took a quick breather, while still remaining inside of her. Cherry kissed him softly on his cheek, and he allowed his hand to reach over to brush her hair behind her ears, exposing her smile more clearly. His mind tuned out as he tried to calm himself down, and then he had come to realization that Cherry was pushing herself toward and away from him, creating a thrusting motion. This made him smile, he had never seen Cherry so radiant and sexy all at once. With his finger he inched her chin up towards him and gave her another kiss. While kissing, he used both hands to grab her from behind and pull her in towards him, he loved to help bring pleasure to her.
When he had calmed down a bit more, he continued sliding, in, out, in, out. Cherry's moaning became too loud, and she suggested that they continue in her car, with the door closed. Dallas picked her up as he sat in the backseat. She closed the door behind them. With Cherry facing him on his lap, he began to kiss him passionately. She could hear him whisper a soft, "I love you, Cherry," as she restored to her position. With Cherry facing Dallas, she whispered back, "I love you more."
Dallas smiled as he laid back with his hands on her hips, watching her bounce up and down in his lap. She then leaned forward to continue to kiss him. She could hear Dallas' soft moans between her lips. "I'm all yours." she continued to whisper into his ear. Dallas let out a loud moan, and he could feel himself getting excited all over again. Cherry felt excited, too. The two couldn't help but look into each other, exploring each other's eyes. Cherry grabbed Dallas' hand and placed it onto her chest, while he continued to massage her breasts lightly at first, and then aggressively as Cherry began to act more fiercely. He finally pulled the dress off of her, and Cherry pulled off his shirt. The two began to romantically kiss each other, as Cherry remained sitting on Dallas' lap. His hands began to cup the cheeks of her bottom and pull them in towards him, letting small moans escape from his mouth as she allowed him to feel himself inside of her. He listened to her breathe. He watched her react to his every move. He watched her facial expressions change, every time she became excited. He looked at her arms and noticed every time she got goosebumps, and every time her toes curled. He loved every part of her.
Cherry caught her breath and finally got up from Dallas' lap. He took the condom off and pulled his pants back up. The two sat side by side in silence, hearing each other breathe. They looked at each other for a moment, and both of them smiled. They knew what this meant for them. Dallas knew how much Cherry had trusted him. Cherry knew that she could trust him.
Cherry finally leaned her head over on Dallas' shoulder, and Dallas immediately wrapped his arms around her. He kissed the top of her head.
Dallas couldn't describe what had just happened to anyone, not even himself. He didn't know what had happened at that very moment between him and Cherry; all he knew was that he had for sure fallen for the girl. Dallas had never fallen this hard, ever. After moments of just breathing, Dallas lightly spoke up, "I meant it when I said it." And as soon as Dallas said this, Cherry knew exactly what he was referring to; when he said that he loved her. Knowing this, Cherry responded, "I know, I did too." She tilted her head up to look at him, and he kissed her on the lips once more. "My Cherry," he lowered his voice, almost whispering, "you're beautiful."