Dallas did hear it. Her voice was muffled through the wall, but it was enough to send a jolt through his nerves.
This is why I love him.
At that moment, he instinctively doubted if it was real or if it was just a hallucination born of desperate longing.
Last night, in the moment of release, he couldn't hold back the words, "I love you." He knew she heard it, but she didn't respond, not even this morning.
His heart sank lower and lower. He didn't want to pressure her, so he didn't bring it up again, even though it kept running through his mind, over and over.
And now, here it was again. Reason told him to stay quiet, that she would say it when she was ready, yet impulse once more took the upper hand.
Averi held his face gently and said, "I love you too."
Dallas froze. He was happy, unmistakably, yet his heart pounded so fiercely it almost hurt.
"Averi," he said, his voice hoarse.
Seeing the fervent, bewildered look in his eyes, Averi felt a pang of tenderness. She leaned in and kissed his lips.
Dallas was a beat slow, then pressed himself against her in a tight embrace, burying his head in her neck, kissing her skin with abandon.
Averi tilted her head back to receive him, her hands clinging to his shoulders, stroking gently, as if embracing him endlessly.
"Dallas, Dallas."
The gentler she was, the stronger Dallas's desire grew. He captured her lips, biting greedily. A whole day of unease and restraint burst into that kiss, urgent and intense from the start. Her gasps only fueled his fervor, making him kiss her deeper, with a hint of abandon.
Averi lifted her neck high, her lips parting wide to welcome his tongue. He was so eager, pressing insistently into her throat, giving her the unsettling sensation of being thoroughly possessed.
Her breathing became obstructed, and with the strange feeling in her throat, Averi couldn't help but cough.
Dallas quickly pulled back, a wave of regret filling him as he carefully helped her catch her breath.
"Take it easy," Averi's cheeks flushed rapidly, her eyes moistening. "There's no one here to take me from you."
"I'm sorry." Dallas looked up, gazing deeply at her. His fingers roamed up, caressing the back of her neck gently.
Averi could feel his breath warming.
Their eyes met briefly, and Dallas kissed her again, forcing himself to hold back, to slow down, his breathing erratic with restraint, holding his breath now and then.
Averi tilted her head back, feeling tired, and huffed. Dallas immediately understood, picking her up and sitting her on the kitchen counter. The coolness of the marble pressed against her skin, making Averi instinctively hiss. Dallas seized the moment, gently probing with his tongue. Gradually, he became more demanding, not even giving her a moment to respond. Averi was almost breathless and had no choice but to push him away, glaring at him as she snapped, "Dallas!"
Dallas took a few deep breaths and regained consciousness, feeling even more guilty than before. "I'm sorry, Averi, I couldn't help it," he said"
He still wanted to continue, but was dodged by Averi's profile. Dallas obediently moved his lips away, lowered his head, and kissed her ear as if unconsciously.
Averi glanced at his high and erect crotch, his head heating up, panting and murmuring, "It's like being in heat."
As soon as he finished speaking, Averi let out a terrible cry and turned to look at him. Dallas' eyes were still hot, with clusters of flames shooting up, and he didn't look unhappy.
His Adam's apple bobbed as his voice dropped to a hoarse whisper. "You're the one who did this to me."
Averi looked at him in surprise, and Dallas seemed to only realize how much he had said that didn't match his own words. His ears suddenly turned red, but he didn't move his eyes and continued to stare at her, hot to the point of stubbornness.
Averi curled her lips, her eyes and eyebrows heated by desire. She raised her hand and hooked his neck, her voice soft and watery: "Do you want me to be responsible for you?"
Dallas said without hesitation, "Yes." After speaking, he wanted to kiss again.
Averi stopped his lips and playfully snorted, "Go away, your mouth is swollen from your kiss." This was also the first time she had seen Dallas like this, and she couldn't bear to get into the topic too quickly.
Dallas didn't expect to look at her so deeply. He half-knelt, took hold of her ankle, and pulled her onto the runway, fully revealing the beauty of her skirt.
With his big palm supporting her leg, Dallas approached his head and his nose stopped less than a centimeter away from the vagina. He looked up and asked, "Can I kiss here?"
Averi felt a dull ache in her lower abdomen, and his smile grew wider and more intense. His thighs shifted apart, giving him a clearer view. "Dallas," she murmured, "are you trying to make me swollen with this kiss?" A pool of moisture had already soaked the fabric around her legs.
Dallas' chest heaving: "Yes."
Averi seemed to have not heard him, silently watching him laugh, with a charm like a knife, cutting through his nerves with each blade.
Dallas couldn't tell if it was pain or itching, so he swallowed his saliva hard and called out her name eagerly, "Averi." His nose rubbed against the fabric, inhaling addictive breaths as he sniffed her scent.
"Mmm... "Averi moaned comfortably, but didn't let go.
"Is that okay? "Dallas asked again.
Averi lowered her head and looked into his crimson eyes. Her fingers slid between her legs and she pushed aside the damp fabric, saying, "Okay, but it should be gentle. You can only lick, not bite."
The red and tender hole hooked out lascivious threads, and a strand of sweet fragrance seeped into Dallas' nose. Dallas' blood boiled, and the beast's desire roared wildly, wanting to swallow her whole.
But he could only hold back, kissing her gently. His tongue traced softly along her skin, careful not to apply too much pressure, afraid of hurting her again, not even daring to offer her a hint of sweetness.
"Mmm, Dallas, that feels so good..." She moaned softly, her thighs pressing together as she gripped his head, her short hair brushing against his skin, sending a tingle through her, as if it were an extension of her pleasure.
Dallas, feeling the moment, gently flicked his tongue over her sensitive clitoris, causing a mixture of saliva and her own arousal to drip down into her groin.
Averi's buttocks quickly released a puddle of moisture, sticky and wet against her skin.
She took the initiative to undo the buttons, pulled down her bra, and kneaded her breasts, rubbing the white and greasy ball up and down, transforming into various shapes.
Dallas's gaze was fixed on her hand, imagining it was his, unable to resist gently sucking on the small, sensitive nub between her legs, his breathing growing heavier with each breath.
The stimulation was too strong, "Averi trembled and shouted, her eyes streaming as she looked at him," Dallas, release your cock and touch it yourself."
As she spoke, she pinched her delicate nipple with her fingers and whispered seductively, "When we were on the phone, how did you masturbate? Hmm... show me..."
Listening to him panting on the phone like that, she kept wanting to see him face to face.
His eyes were burning with excitement, clearly indicating a heartbeat, but he still insisted on the last bottom line.
Masturbating is one thing, masturbating in front of her is another.
Averi smiled coquettishly, blinked her eyes, and said, "Don't you want to look at me? See how I think of you." She showed an orgasmic and intoxicated expression, and hinted at licking her index finger.
Dallas remembered the photos he had secretly saved, his red hole, unclosed mouth, and overflowing water, and he wanted to see them with his own eyes.
Just hooked onto her hook like this, Dallas pulled open his pants chain, released his penis that was held to the extreme, and quickly hooked it under her gaze.
The hand with blue veins stretched wildly up and down on the cock with twisted flesh, this scene is too tempting. Averi swallowed repeatedly, held the breast meat with both hands and rubbed it, and her red lips overflowed with moans.
Dallas was mesmerized and pulled her hand onto her vagina, saying, "Averi, put your finger in."
Insert three fingers like when making a phone call.
Averi stared at his eyes flushed with desire, his fingers parted from the clam meat, revealing a wet entrance. The pink inside wriggled towards the glans and said, "You're thicker than the fingers."
Dallas pursed his lips and stopped his hand movements.
I knew she was trying to coax him, but I couldn't get angry.
Dallas pulled her leg and wrapped it around his waist, without hesitation, quickly and fiercely entering her.
"Mmm, so big!" She moaned, climbing up his back and facing him as they moved together.
As the lower body moved, the breasts also trembled and jumped, shaking Dallas' eyes.
Averi saw through his thoughts and lifted his breast meat to feed him, "It's all yours."
Dallas absentmindedly picked up the nipple she had sent him and sucked it into his mouth to lick it, his mind filled with the idea of licking it until it swelled up.
"Ah, ah, that's great... Dallas, Dallas... "Averi moaned more and more coquettishly, her hands and feet tingling as if they were electrified.
Dallas spat out her nipples, wildly licked the corners of her mouth, sucked on her little tongue, and vigorously fucked her lower body.
Averi was shaken by him, screaming as she reached the peak, her small hole tightly gripping the invading foreign object.
A wave of heat slammed into the tip of his cock, flooding the sensitive opening, the sensation shooting up his spine to his scalp. Dallas let out a muffled growl, biting her lip as he came.
