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Chapter 3

Lanier met with the rest of the Carrington family to watch the game. Lanier and Ashleigh embraced a long time. Once everyone had been accounted for, Beaumont and Austin led the way to the luxury box seats reserved for family and friends. While his parents tried hard not to miss a single game, there were times when they had to split up to ensure their sons had family support at their different games.

Leaning forward in her seat, Lanier kept her eyes on Dallas. Dallas was up to bat. His powerful physique had her wishing she could laze her hands over every muscle he had. Just the thought of it turned her on. “Go, baby. Send that ball into orbit.”

The crowd was boisterous, and a low pitch was called as ball one. “Ouch,” she soon yelped, grimacing at his first strike. A foul ball came next, giving Dallas two strikes and one ball. She stood and prayed for a hit.

The bat cracked loudly as it met with the speeding ball, which soared high and kept going. Everyone jumped up as the baseball flew into the stands.

“Poetry in motion,” Lanier shouted. “You go, Dallas!”

Lanier jumped up and down, cheering as loud as she could. Dallas’s home run had put his team ahead by two runs. The fourth inning was going the Hurricanes’ way. Lanier wished for a victory, especially since Dallas loved to celebrate wins.

Not only was Dallas superromantic after a win, but he was extremely high-spirited. When they lost, he didn’t take it out on anyone, but he wasn’t happy. He took it personally when his team gave up a game, vowing to practice even harder. Like all Hurricanes fans, Lanier preferred a win over a loss, but she loved to be with Dallas either way.

As Dallas ran the bases, Lanier and Ashleigh high-fived.

Lanier had never had the privilege of sitting in any seat at a sporting event before she knew Dallas, let alone box seats. She had been lucky to get enough food to eat each day.

How many former foster children got to hang out with rich, superstar heroes?

Looking at Lanier adoringly, Dallas massaged lotion into her legs and feet, still excited that she had agreed to spend the night. Without the slightest hesitation, she had given him an answer to a question he’d feared asking. She had been eager to go home with him. He couldn’t believe his good fortune.

Stretched out on the custom king bed in a sexy black gown, she felt red-hot and sexy.

Lanier stilled his hands. “The massage feels great, but I’m ready for the main event.”

Taking in a deep breath, Dallas tried to calm his heart rate. “I love how you get straight to the point.”

Lanier gave a soft, guttural growl and smiled devilishly. Taking the lotion from Dallas’s hand, she set it on the nightstand. She urged him to come closer and then laid flat on her back. Placing her hand at his nape, she guided his head until it rested between her perky breasts. “What’s your pleasure, superstar?” Lanier stroked his face. “Name it.”

“What about boundaries?”

Her eyes gleamed flirtatiously. “Only those you put in force.”

Managing to get Dallas flat on his back, Lanier straddled his powerful thighs, positioning her buttocks below his manhood. She smothered his chest with moist kisses and flicked his erect nipples with her tongue. Dallas moaned deeply.

Slowly, tantalizingly, she inched the silk boxers off his waist. His shaft, hardened by passion, came into view. Lanier sighed as white-hot desire washed over her in one scorching wave after another. “Can I have my way with you?”

“Anyway you choose. Baby, I’m all yours.”

“Mmm, yummy.” Her head dipped down again, going much lower than his chest.

As if sampling something she’d never had before, Lanier tasted the crown of his manhood. She pulled slightly back and licked her lips. Loving the thrill of it, she sampled him like a brand-new lollipop flavor. She lifted her head and looked him square in the eyes. “You taste good. Mind if I have more?”

Dallas locked eyes with hers—and he was stunned by this newfound provocativeness. Her mouth on his naked hardness felt insanely good. Fearing she might change her course of action, he didn’t dare move a muscle. He’d been holding his breath in anticipation, but he let out a stream of ragged breathing. “I love it when you have your way. Take all you want.” As her mouth curled around his manhood, he gasped. “Oh, yes,” he moaned softly. “I want you to taste every part of me.”

Lanier happily honored his breathless request. Her glance at him was fleeting, yet she saw how tightly he held his eyes shut, lost in his own pleasure.

Using the tip of her tongue, Lanier recircled the crown of his manhood and then began to lick him up and down. After kissing every inch of his erection, she sampled all of him, taking her sweet time giving him what he desired.

She loved roving his body with her mouth, lips and tongue. Lanier silently hoped he’d taste her, too.

As if Dallas felt Lanier’s desire to have his mouth and tongue serenade her intimate zones, he raised himself. Rolling her away from him and turning her onto her back, he looked down and studied her beauty. He tenderly stroked her breasts with his fingertips and then seduced her with an intensely passionate kiss. “Now I’m going to have my way. I want you, Lanier, badly.”

Lanier’s eyelashes lowered. “I’m here, Dallas. Take me.”

Sampling Lanier wasn’t all Dallas had in mind. Preferring to take it nice and slow, his tongue cautiously teased and hotly tantalized her intimate treasures, his fingers working magic on her at the same time.

“Don’t close your eyes. I want you to witness and feel everything.” He lowered his head, slowly lapping his tongue between her legs.

Trying not to thrash about wildly, she tightly gripped the sheets, unable to believe the zinging sensations coursing through her burning flesh. “Dallas,” she cried, “what are you doing to me?” She bit down on her lower lip. “Don’t stop.” Hot tears trickled from the corners of her eyes as Dallas’s mouth continued to make her feel sensational.

All Lanier wanted was for Dallas to continue extinguishing the lake of fire burning out of control. Suddenly, her body arched wildly, uncontrollably. As rolling wave after wave of sensational fulfillment carried her away, she moaned helplessly.

Eager to be deep inside of her, Dallas managed to protect them and then entered her. As he rode the waves of ecstasy Lanier was already high on, Dallas had a hard time holding back his own release. Things had heated up for him much quicker than he’d expected. Pleasuring her had come first. It had been his desire to give her a sensual experience she’d never forget.

Unable to hold on another second, he tenderly plunged into her time after time, calling out her name as a firestorm of white-hot heat raced through his body.

Opening her eyes, Lanier scanned his gorgeous face, excited to see the telltale signs of his release. “You feel what I feel?”

“Every bit of it, babe, if incredible is what you’re feeling.”

“I’m way past that. I can’t even appropriately name those foreign feelings. Thanks.” She looked embarrassed. “I hope you’re okay with the way I showed my love for you. It’s not something I’ve done before, and I don’t want you to think otherwise.”

“Hush, sweetheart. I know who you are. Let’s just think about us and how we make each other feel. There’s no reason for embarrassment. We got it like that.” He paused, appearing thoughtful. “There’s something I should tell you.”

Trembling inwardly, Lanier’s left eyebrow lifted. “What?”

“What we’re feeling is only the tip of the iceberg. I’m convinced there are more uncharted waters for us to navigate. We should enjoy every second of what we do together. Can you handle that?”

Lanier smiled softly. “I can.” She tried to stifle a yawn and failed. The last thing she wanted to do was fall asleep. She had so much to stay awake for.

Dallas chuckled. “Looks like someone’s sleepy.”

Lanier frowned. “I can’t fall asleep until you make love to me until I’m too tired to flex a single muscle.”

Uninhibited wasn’t a strong enough adjective to describe Lanier. She had transformed from a shy, sweet woman to this alluring, provocative tigress. Not for one second did he think it was anything other than spontaneous behavior. Whether she’d intended it or not, Lanier had exposed her heart and freed her inhibitions.

“I’d love to make nonstop love to you every day and night. The condoms are in the nightstand drawer.” His eyes gently caressed her. “I’m waiting.”

Dallas was thoroughly intrigued by the Lanier he’d just been introduced to. He loved the old one, but if he had to make a choice between old and new, he couldn’t decide, not without further introductions to the woman she desired to be.

Tearing her gaze from him, Lanier scooted across the mattress and opened the nightstand’s top drawer. Pulling out a strip of condoms, she tore one away. Her eyes reconnected with Dallas’s, boldly, soulfully.

Slowly, carefully, Lanier rolled a condom onto his rock-hard organ. She looked down, intently watching the movements of her own hands. Now that the latex was snugly in place, she sighed deeply. “The rest is up to you.”

Wrapping Lanier tightly in his arms, Dallas kissed her face, neck and ears. “Why leave the rest to me? I love you being in control. Don’t stop now.”

Using her thumb, Lanier smoothed each of his brows. She had to smile. “Want me in control? I’m there.”

Pushing Dallas back on the bed, Lanier mounted him, lowering herself down onto his hardened length. As her core vacuum sealed his erection, she clenched her inner muscles tighter, throwing back her head. The ecstasy steamrolling through her body was hard to bear. “Dallas,” she whispered, “I’m in control…and loving it.”

Dallas managed a moan. With Lanier seared onto his manhood, there was nothing he could do. Being inside her was heaven. As she moved atop him, bucking and jerking with wild abandon, he felt intense heat from inside her. Moisture rapidly pooled around his erection. Placing both hands on her hips, he thrust upward, burying his sex deeper.