Hang up the phone, Avery calls Siri Navigation.
Dallas is serious in some ways. Even though they sleep together four or five nights a week, he insists on renting another apartment, saying that it's not approved by her family and that cohabitation before marriage is not good for her reputation.
Averi laughed and said, "What reputation do I even have left?" But to her surprise, it upset Dallas. He didn't say anything at first, just quietly reading his book. It wasn't until later that night, when he was holding her legs and moving in close, that he finally said, "Don't say that again. I don't like it."
Averi pulled herself back from the pleasure just enough to regain a little clarity. She shot him a seductive look, her breath shallow as she said, "Dallas, you should know better than anyone... I was never the good girl. As he spoke, he tightened his lower abdomen, grabbed his meat stick and twisted his waist in circles. Then, he propped up his body and licked his sweaty Adam's apple, making a gurgling sound while drooling: Is that what a good person is like.
He stiffened for a moment, and the more he fucked, the more violent he became. He had to get her out twice before he agreed to shoot.
When pulled out, Averi saw the poor glans turning purple faintly.
He is indeed a self destructive maniac.
After experiencing two orgasms, Averi didn't have much sexual desire, but she had an endless desire to drive Dallas crazy. Her swollen and exposed body couldn't close, and her tightness was leaking thick white semen.
Averi smirked maliciously and asked softly, "Dallas, would you fuck a good person like this."
Dallas had veins on his forehead, pulling her ankle and dragging her to kiss him.
Averi hummed and whimpered insincerely, and while he was taking a breath, he chased after him and asked, "Can you do it?"
Dallas lowered his head and sucked on his still hard nipple, saying vaguely, "... that's all I'm doing... you."
Averi licked the corner of her lips and stood up to rub against him, "Ah... what's wrong with me? I didn't hear clearly."
Dallas lifted his head, adjusted his posture, grasped the slick shaft, and slowly pushed inside, releasing thick white fluid as it spilled over, covering his hands.
He thrust into her, his breath hot against her ear, "I want you so bad."
"Ah ah... "Averi moaned contentedly, her satisfied body awakened once again, and her legs began to twitch again.
*
Inside the apartment, Dallas is waiting for her.
Averi had a key and pushed the door, which happened to hit his eye.
She slowly closed the door, put on her slippers, and walked up to him, standing between his legs.
Dallas looked up at her, his light colored pupils swaying into two tiny black spots in the sunlight, inexplicably tense.
Averi said, "Do you remember when I was in Linya, I asked you to give me some time?"
"Yeah."
"Dallas, why don't you ask me how much time I really need?"
Dallas' pupils have become smaller again. She shook her head slightly and supported her waist with both hands, saying, "If you need time, I'll give you time?"
"What if I need ten or twenty years?"
Dallas fell quiet, his gaze fixed on her. 'I haven't thought about it.' But he had—he just couldn't bring himself to come up with an answer, so he forced himself not to think about it." The moment he decided to return home, he essentially gave up any control, willingly walking into her trap.
Averi touched his face and said, "Aren't you going to think about it?"
Dallas remained silent, still staring at her.
Averi's eyes flickered and she said, "You can think about it."
"When he didn't respond, she urged, "Dallas, you can ask."
Dallas's nerves suddenly tightened, and he stared at her intently, asking, "Avery, how much time do you need?"
Averi's gaze softened, a gentle smile spreading across her lips as she spoke slowly, "I'm ready."
She took the initiative to bring her lips up, and at the moment when their lips touched, Dallas took the lead and grabbed the back of her head, turning all emotions into passion. His lips were also sucked into Averi's mouth, and his small tongue pressed against his teeth, entwining with him.
At this moment, Dallas felt conflicted: he wanted to tear off her panties and engage in the most thorough and savage possession without hesitation, while also wanting to hold her and kiss every inch of her body, doing nothing else.
Amidst the conflicting tearing, Dallas' heart felt as if it had been electrified, producing waves of tingling sensation.
This was a long kiss, until Averi's feet were sore and she fell into his arms, but he didn't let go of her.
The two embraced each other and collapsed onto the sofa, continuing to kiss. Dallas tirelessly helped her wipe off the scattered green hair, his palm scorching hot, but he neatly placed it behind her neck and waist.
If it hadn't been for her thigh brushing against his, she might've actually believed he wasn't reacting at all.
Self destructive behavior has started again.
She is willing to take the initiative, but there are other things to say now.
After Dallas finally let go of her, Averi cleared her throat and said, "Dallas, we'll have to wait a while before we can make it public."
"Hmm. "Dallas pecked her ear reluctantly," I understand."
Averi stopped him, looked him in the eye, and said seriously, "Although Milo is no longer here, there are still my parents. We may have to be together for a longer time, and I'll have to sit more firmly in the office before they agree to our marriage.
Dallas suddenly covered her mouth, and his eyes, soft like water, revealed a hint of helplessness. He gently kissed her forehead and said, "Averi, let me handle some things."
Despite the boiling blood, despite the heart racing in his throat, he couldn't let her speak first. Just this once, he couldn't let her take the lead.
Averi froze for a moment and closed her eyes, breathing in his scent.
She realized, in some ways, she had become numb.
On the day of her engagement to Milo, the two families sat in a large private room, talking business with smiles and laughter. Edward mentioned that he had only one son, and Cristopher said that Averi was his most valued daughter. Milo presented a blue star watch, which would later appear on Rhianna's neck, as a token of his sincerity. Cristopher then specified which shares and properties would be used as the dowry.
For Averi, marriage had always been a transaction, with little room for romance. Even when the man in the equation was someone she truly loved, practicality still held the upper hand. From the moment she decided to part ways with the Hebert family, she had already accepted that her future would be with Dallas.
She wasn't the type to be swayed by flowers, candlelight, or grand gestures, but when he spoke to her in that soft, understanding tone, so sincere and earnest, it made her heart race.
Averi extended her tongue to gently lick the palm of his hand. Dallas seemed to flinch but didn't pull his hand away, his breath, which was now warm and steady, brushing against her eyelids.
The act of licking his palm unknowingly turned into licking his fingers. Dallas's index finger slid into Averi's mouth, swirling around her tongue. His other hand had already moved to her soft breast, kneading it.
Averi parted her lips, allowing him to see the inside of her mouth. When her saliva overflowed, she wanted to close her mouth and swallow, but Dallas inserted another finger, forcing her jaw open.
She wasn't in a hurry, letting her saliva spill from the corner of her lips. Her knee pressed against his erect cock, and with a glance from the corner of her eyes, she silently asked: "What about these things? Do you want me to do them?"
Her seductive charm was so deep that even the most stoic man couldn't resist.
Dallas lifted her soft body in his arms and strode into the bedroom.
