She ached at the thought of not seeing him every day. The last few days had been nothing short of amazing. Dash had convinced her to go with him to meet Sin at JJ’s Monday night to watch the Giants play, and they’d had a blast. She’d cheered on his team as loudly as he had, and they’d even squeezed in a few dances. They’d had breakfast with her family yesterday, and she’d watched him coach the clinic yesterday afternoon. Tonight they were having dinner with Morgyn and Graham at their place. Amber knew she should protect her heart, but she couldn’t, no matter how scary it was. Everything Dash did made her fall harder for him. When she’d watched him coaching, he’d known every kid by name. He was a natural motivator, cheering them on and building them up, and the kids adored him. But the most extraordinary moments were when he pulled kids aside to help them individually. It was easy to see his interest in helping them feel good about themselves was genuine. She’d watched with awe as he’d bolstered the shy kids’ confidence and had encouraged the young natural-born leaders to use their skills to help others.
He was doing the same for her. In fact, he made her feel so safe and confident, she was pretty sure she was turning into a sex maniac. They’d had more sex in the last four nights than she’d had in her entire pre-Dash life. Not just run-of-the-mill sex, but the type of rip-off-your-clothes-can’t-make-it-to-the-bedroom sex she’d thought existed only in movies and novels. All it took was thinking about his mouth on hers, or even better, his mouth on her body or his big, rough hands groping and teasing or tangling in her hair. And Lord have mercy when she thought about his insanely talented trouser snake finding her G-spot like a heat-seeking missile. That turned her into an addict willing to sell her soul for her next hit.
She didn’t know how news of Dash staying with her had spread so fast, but by Tuesday evening she’d heard from not only her girlfriends and parents but also all six of her siblings. Even a few friends from out of town, who were clued in by Grace and Trixie, had called. Everyone was a bit shocked, but they were mostly happy for her. She hadn’t even known she was capable of wanting someone so badly that she wouldn’t care if the entire town was abuzz with the news of her shacking up with Dash Pennington. But no part of her wanted to pull back the reins.
It turned out that gossip was good for business. Dash’s books were selling so fast, she had to place a rush order to have more delivered before the signing. She knew people were interested in his book signing, but there was no denying that some customers were coming in to buy books just to get the scoop on the two of them. Their relationship wasn’t just affecting the people in town. Amber had noticed a funny thing happening to her, too. She was no longer embarrassed about people knowing that they were intimate. She was proud to be with Dash, and she didn’t care that most of those gossipers saw him as only a hot ex-professional football player. She knew the real Dash Pennington. The man whose heart was bigger than the moon, who treasured family, and cared about the women and children he was helping in Oak Falls. The man who had already taken root in her heart.
Dash’s cock twitched, growing harder against her bottom, sending her body into withdrawal. She didn’t know what he was dreaming about, but she sure hoped it was her. She contemplated taking him inside her while he was sleeping. She’d never been a take-charge lover, or even been able to keep eye contact during sex. She’d always thought she was lacking in that department, but Dash had showed her otherwise, proving that she simply hadn’t felt safe enough, or close enough, to any man before him to want to do those things. She loved the journey of self-discovery she was on with him, and as she turned in his arms and kissed her way down his chest, the appreciative noises he made told her he was enjoying it, too.
He ran his fingers through her hair. “Morning, beautiful.”
“Morning.” She slicked her tongue over his nipple and sucked it into her mouth.
He gritted out a curse. “You know what your mouth does to me.” He fisted his hands in her hair, sending stings of pleasure skating down her core.
“I sure do.” She grazed her teeth over his nipple, earning a heady groan.
She’d learned a few things during their sexy nights, like how much it turned him on when they watched each other and how his excitement made her feel wild and sexy, untethering parts of herself only he brought out. She watched him watching her as she trailed kisses down his stomach, the flames in his eyes emboldening her. She lingered on his abs, sliding her tongue along the ridges and lavishing his stomach with openmouthed kisses. She kept her eyes trained on his as she slithered down his body, taunting him with kisses around his erection without touching it. His eager arousal twitched with every press of her lips. She’d never considered that particular body part to be attractive, but everything about Dash was beautiful. She knew she felt that way because of their connection, which was becoming deeper and truer than anything she’d ever known.
When his breathing became ragged, she dragged her tongue along his length, and a low growl escaped through his clenched teeth. She turned up the heat, holding his gaze as she licked his length until it was slick, moaning with desire as she fisted his cock, giving it a few tight strokes.
“God, baby. You’re driving me insane.”
“Who, me?” She licked around the broad head, earning more hungry sounds.
“If this is what getting up with the sun does to you, I’m setting an alarm.”
Loving that idea, she continued taunting him, until his entire body flexed with restraint, and he gritted his teeth so tight, she feared he’d crack them. She felt him swell in her grasp and lowered her mouth over his rigid length, working him with her hand and mouth, tight and slow, his greedy sounds heightening her arousal. She hadn’t realized how sensual oral sex could be. She savored the feel of his muscles tensing, the sight of his eyes igniting with passion. Each of his reactions earned one of its own from her, until desire surged through her like a raging river.
His hips rocked, and she was so lost in him, her hips were rocking, too. The primal look in his eyes had her quickening her efforts.
“Fuck…Baby.” His warning was clear.
His fingers tightened in her hair, his eyes driving that warning deeper, but she had no interest in heeding it. She wanted to feel all of him, to release the inner beast he was holding back. She held his gaze with a challenge, working him into a cursing, hair-pulling frenzy, until he finally, gloriously, lost his battle for control. He rose off the pillows, her name shooting from his lips, and she took everything he had to give.
When he fell to the mattress, she slicked her tongue along his length and he shuddered, panting out, “Get up here.” He hauled her up beside him, crushing his mouth to hers, taking her breath as his own. “We are never leaving this bedroom.”
She giggled. “I think your morning fan club might have something to say about that.”
He rolled her onto her back, pinning her hands beside her head. “Do I sense a hint of jealousy over my exercise ladies?”
“You mean your breakfast dates?” she teased. Not only did the women he exercised with drag him to the diner for breakfast every morning after they were done working out, but Nana had also wrangled him into helping her husband, Pete, whom everyone called Poppi, repair their barn. Dash didn’t seem to mind, as Nana spoiled him daily with homemade goodies.