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CHAPTER 27

Dillon

    “Holy
hell.”

    Every
time Laney takes Amy shopping, she comes home with a new book and a tiny
shopping bag.  I’m not complaining.  Amy’s more confident than ever.
She’s also very curious and likes to try new things.

    She
stands before me in a pair of cowboy boots that are sexy as hell, the shortest
pair of cutoff jeans I’ve ever seen, and a tiny western looking leather bikini
top with these little frills hanging down over her breasts.  Her hair is
loose and wavy.  She stands with her legs slightly apart and her hands are
on her hips as if she’s in charge.

    I
walk over to her and take her in from head to toe.  She’s gorgeous.

    She
lifts my t-shirt over my head and lets it drop to the floor and then drags her
lips down my chest and over my abs, placing open mouth kisses as she goes down.
 Her shaky hands pull the string on my pants, and I watch them drop to the
floor as she drops to her knees along with them.  She’s shaking and she
doesn’t look up at me.  I can tell she’s nervous.

    She
told me she wants to throw in as many chips as possible at the next bonfire
when we play
Never have I Ever
, so she’s been insatiable.

    “Amy.”
 I say her name like a prayer and then quickly kick my pants off.  

She looks down at my
impressive erection.  I am so ready for her.  I’m begging her with my
eyes as she looks up at me with uncertainty.  

    “You’re
killing me Amy.” She grips my thighs with her hands.  My cock is inches
from her mouth.  Her breasts are moving with each heavy breath she takes.
 She licks her lips and I feel her nails gouge my thighs.

    I
just can’t take it any longer, I fist myself, pump a few times, and then I
offer myself to her.  She takes a deep breath, looks up at me and then
cautiously takes me into her mouth.  Her hair falls around her face and I
can’t stand to not see her pink lips wrapped around me, so I pull the hair from
her face and hold it in my hand as I continue to pump myself into her mouth.

    “Fuck.”
 I watch her delicate tongue dart out of her mouth and lick the very tip
of my cock.  She swirls her tongue in her mouth, tasting the drop of come
that she just licked off of me.  A loud groan escapes me and I thrust my
hips, pushing my cock deeper into her mouth.  I hear her whimper but then
she surprises me.  She opens her mouth wider and allows me to fill her,
hollowing out her cheeks as she sucks. Her mouth is wet and warm.  She
sucks hard all the way to the tip, swirls her tongue around the top, and then
does it again.

    I
start to pant as I watch her.  My hand tangles in her hair and my fist
tightens around my cock as I pump it faster into her mouth. She starts to slow
down, but I’m about to lose my mind.  She stops to take a breath, so I
grab her hand from my thigh and cup it around my balls.

    “Touch
me,” I command her breathlessly.  She can’t stop now. Shit, she can’t stop
now.

    Her
tiny hand squeezes my balls curiously and then she bends her head down and I
watch her flatten her tongue and lick them.  As I growl at the site of her
tongue dragging across my balls, she seems to gain even more confidence, taking
one into her mouth and sucking.  As if that isn’t a shock to my system, I
feel her finger press on the sensitive spot between my balls and my ass and my
body jolts at the sensation.  I can’t help but to hold on tighter to her
hair and pump myself faster.  She makes another whimper sound, pressing on
that spot again with her finger and then let’s me feed myself into her mouth
again.  

    “Shit
Amy.”  I move both hands to the back of her head and thrust my hips as I
watch her lips slide back and forth over my cock as I fuck her mouth.  I
can still feel her finger explore me until she reaches the pucker of my ass.
 She touches me there lightly and I see her look up at me in question.  I’ve
never had anyone touch me there, but the way she looks on her knees right now
with her mouth bobbing on my cock, there is no way I would tell her no.  I
have to close my eyes for a moment to refrain from exploding, but only for a
moment.  She circles the pucker with her finger while keeping her eyes on
mine.  I can’t lie, it feels so fucking good.  My lips part as I
start to pant.  She applies a little bit of pressure and I groan loudly as
I start to thrust frantically in her mouth.  I hit the back of her throat and
feel her throat tighten around my cock as she swallows.

    “Fuck!
 Amy, I’m gonna come.  I’m gonna come hard.”  My body tenses and
I try to pull her mouth off of me by her hair, but she doesn’t stop.  She
bobs her mouth up and down even faster and then pushes her fingertip into my
ass.  My body bucks and I roar as I fill her mouth.

    “Oh
shit, fuck, Amy.”  It keeps coming and coming.  I look down to see
her trying to wipe away my come as it drips down her chin. I’m still trying to
catch my breath, but I don’t waste another second.  I need to taste her.
 I lift her off of her knees and toss her on her back onto the bed.
 I quickly pull her daisy dukes and underwear off of her and toss them to
the floor, leaving her boots on.  I spread her legs wide, getting a good
look at her before I dive in and devour her.  I’m not gentle.  I feel
frantic and desperate.  She’s swollen and wet.  I lick at her folds,
darting my tongue in and out of her and then I suck her clit into my mouth as
she squirms beneath me.   I grip her thighs to hold her still while I
swirl my tongue through her fluids, tasting her.  

    “Oh
God, Dillon, that feels so good.”  She shamelessly holds my head between
her legs and rocks herself into my face.  I lick her up the center and
then flick her clit with my tongue and then I do it again.  The wet sounds
echoing in the room are so erotic as I suck on her.  I push my tongue deep
inside her, wiggling it all around, tickling her insides.  She lets go of
my head and grabs fistfuls of the sheets as a long drawn out moan leaves her
parted lips.

    “Dillon,
oh God, I’m gonna scream.”  I’m okay with her screaming.  Knowing
that’s how out of control I’m making her feel just makes me want her to scream
even more.

     I
push two fingers inside of her and feel her muscles squeeze them as I drag them
in and out.  I flick my tongue across her clit and then suck on it,
pulling hard with my lips.  Her body bucks and convulses as she grabs a
pillow, covers her face and bites down with only muffled whimpers escaping.
 I stop for a second to look at her.  Her hips are in the air.
 She’s holding the pillow over her mouth as she screams and she squeezes a
fist full of the sheet in her other hand. Her heels are digging into the
mattress and her knees are spread wide.  I watch her body pull my fingers
in, and when I pull them back out, they are slick with her juices.  I
press down on her tummy with one hand to keep her still while I move my wet
fingers toward her ass.  She clenches her butt cheeks to keep me out, but
I eventually feel her relax, inviting me to play there.  I tease her a
little, circling the edge and exerting a little pressure.  She moans into
the pillow and pushes her ass toward my finger.  I can’t stop my knowing
grin from taking form.  I know it feels good.  She wants it.  

    I
push the tip of my finger in and wait to see her reaction.  She screams
into the pillow, and then pushes her ass back toward my hand as if asking for
more, so I push my finger through that tight ring in her ass all the way up to
my knuckle.  I slowly move my finger in and out a few times until I feel
her muscles clench tightly around my finger.  Her legs stiffen and try to
close.  Her body trembles and she continues to grip the sheets as she
completely comes undone.  I pull my finger out and give her a minute, and
then I crawl over her body.  I wipe my mouth on the pillow she’s still
holding to her face and then I pull the pillow away from her as I collapse beside
her.

    She
gasps for air.  “Oh God.”  Her entire body is damp with sweat and
quivering.  She can’t catch her breath.

    I’ve
never explored like this with anyone.  I’ve never felt so comfortable and
I’ve never felt this hot for anyone in my life.  She made me feel things
I’ve never felt before.

We both turn our heads
toward each other.  We’re both glistening with sweat and still panting.

    “Holy
hell, woman!  What have you been reading?”

Amy

    Candice
brought a date to the bonfire.  His name is Matt.  They seem like
they might be serious.  She was the one person that made me nervous about
agreeing to this bonfire but she’s being nice.  She stayed true to her
apology at the hospital after Dillon’s attack.  There were no digs and no
smirks and she doesn’t have the same glimmer in her eyes when she looks at
Dillon now.

    They’re
standing just inside the barn having a serious conversation.  I’m trying
not to be jealous or worried.  I know Dillon loves me.  I know where
I belong now.  

    “Awnt
Amy.  We do smows!”

    “Yes,
now don’t get too close to the fire.  Let Aunt Amy help you.”  I put
a marshmallow on the end of the stick, turning it in the fire until it’s
lightly browned.  I slide it between two crackers with a piece of chocolate
and hand it to Daisy.

    “You
wuv Uncew Dewan?”  She asks between mouthfuls.

   “I do.”
 I laugh.  She is the cutest little girl.  She squirms on my
lap, swinging her legs and trying to reach her tongue to her cheek to lick the
chocolate that somehow ended up there.

    “I
do too!” she exclaims.

    “Okay
baby, no more sugar from Aunt Amy.  Time for bed little one,” Laney says,
lifting her from my lap.  I give her a guilty smile.

    “Oh,
Mommy!”

    “Say
night night.”  Laney mimics a childlike wave to me.

    “Night
night,” Daisy says with her bottom lip poking out, waving at me like Laney.

    “Night
night Daisy.”  We blow each other kisses, her chin resting on Laney’s
shoulder as Laney carries her to the house.

    Dillon
finally heads over to me from the barn with a nervous smile on his face and I
quickly glance over to see Candice walking into the arms of Matt.  “Okay?”
he asks me.

    “Yeah.
 You?”  

    “You’re
not mad that I was talking to Candice, are you?”

    “No.
 I know you needed to say things to her and she did too.  I trust
you.  Love you.”  I kiss him on the lips as a smile spreads across
his face and his dimples make a rare appearance.  I do trust him even
though I still have some insecurities that seem to surface around Candice.

    “I
love you too.”  He eyes the red solo cup in my hand.  “How much have
you had?”

    “Worried?”

    “No.
 Just want you to remember everything tomorrow.”

    “I’m
not really drinking it.”  I’ve been sipping very slowly.  I just don’t
want to lose control of myself again.  I glance from my cup to his face.
 He’s acting funny.  My gut clenches at the thought that something
might have happened with Candice in the barn.  I shake the thought away
quickly.  No way.  He wouldn’t.  He just seems nervous about
something.

   “Amy, you
look so cute.  Love those boots.”  Tess interrupts my thoughts as she
walks over to us hand-in-hand with Danny.

   “Thanks
Tess.”  Tess and I have hung out a few times.  She’s super sweet and
we have alot in common.  She had a tough childhood.  Her mother died
when she was young and her father drowned himself in alcohol so she didn’t have
a typical childhood either.  She just recently moved in with Danny. They
both stand there beaming.  It’s odd.  What is wrong with everyone?

    “Hey
there kiddos.”  Ray struts over to the bonfire with his thumbs in his
front pockets and following behind him, Laney returns.  They take seats
around the fire and everyone else soon follows suit.  Katelyn, Ben, Candice,
Matt, Tess, Danny, Dillon and I gather around the flickering flames.  The
silence is unnerving and I think it’s strange that Ray and Laney are here.

    Danny
stands and passes out those game chips to everyone.  I’m thinking, oh hell
no way am I playing that game while Dillon’s dad and sister are sitting here.

   “We’re
keeping it clean, kids,” Laney announces.  Come to think of it, she’s
been distant.  She has barely talked to me all night.  Usually she
can’t stop talking.  I’m starting to panic.  I look at Dillon.  He
is sitting next to me instead of pulling me into his lap like he normally
would.  He’s fidgeting with the chips in his hand.  I glance around
at everyone else and no one can seem to look at me.  My body starts to
sweat and my heart pounds.  I haven’t been drinking, but I feel that sick
feeling in my belly.

    “I’ll
start,” says Ben.  “Never have I ever been to an amusement park on top of
a mountain.”

    Dillon
hands me a chip so I can throw it into the pile and then he throws one in.
 He still doesn’t look at me. He runs his hand through his hair while
staring into the flames and keeps taking deep breaths.  I almost stand up
and scream,
What the hell is going on!

    “Never
have I ever been engaged!”  Tess blurts out excitedly.

    “Tess!”
 Danny reprimands her.

    “What?
 I couldn’t stand it anymore.”  She giggles into her hands.
 “She looks like she’s going to throw up.”

    Everyone
is now looking at me.  Dillon exhales a loud breath of air and then holds
his handful of chips out to me.  I’m confused.

    I
look into his hand and a twinkle grabs my attention.  In the middle of the
pile of red plastic games chips sits a ring, a beautiful platinum band embedded
with several sparkly diamonds.  I cover my mouth with both hands to muffle
my scream.  When Dillon stands from his seat next to me and then kneels at
my feet, I lose it.  My shoulders shake with my sobs.  I look into
his glassy eyes as he holds his hand out for me.  I place my hand in his,
both of us trembling, and watch as he slides the ring onto my finger.  I
swallow the lump in my throat and leap into his arms.  His arms wrap
tightly around me as I straddle his lap on the ground and we both cry.
 Happy tears.

    “I
love you Amy.  Will you marry me?” he whispers into my ear, his voice
cracking slightly.

    “Yes.
 I love you so much,” I cry.

    “Throw
the chips in!”  We hear from behind us.  

    I
glance around at all of our friends and family as they stand around us clapping
and whistling.  Dillon helps me to stand.  He takes a chip and hands me
one and we both throw our chips into the pile.