The Wild Ones (Book 2 in the Smalltown Superstars Series)

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The food at the Italian restaurant was astounding andoverpriced which was what they had wanted.They ordered the most expensive appetizer, followed by their entrées, and anindulgent dessert. They had a bottle of wine brought to the table, and by the end of the night, they had blown all Brook’s winnings on the extravagant mealtheir only souvenir the tinfoil swan they got to take home with the leftovers.It had been a complete and utter waste of money, but they were both happy and full when they returned to the hotel.

Brookwould have never spent money so recklessly back home, but since she was on vacation and it was free money any way she had thought what the hell. Tosplurge and treat Dawson to something extravagant since he had been paying forthe whole trip thus far without complaint or expectation. It was almostmidnight when they returned to the hotel room.

Brookplaced the tin swan in the fridge and shut the door. She sat down on the bedkicking off her boots. It had been a hell of a day. It was a hell of a week so far. Brookhad been having so much fun here with Dawson. It had been getting exceedinglyharder to ignore her attraction to him. Until now her only saving gracehad been that she did not allow Dowson to take libraries. Brook did not allowhim close enough. That was why they did notshare a bed.

Nowthat distance would be gone. Tonight, Dawson would lay beside her inches fromher. Their bodies close enough to touch. After all the fun they had been havingtogether she had found herself becoming quite fond of Dawson. Logically Brookknew getting involved with Dawson intimately was a bad idea, but each day thatpassed she found herself wishing he would try to kiss her once more. He neverdid, and she knew it was better that way.She worked very hard to keep her defencesup against Dawson’s devilish charm.

“Doyou want to rent a movie on the pay preview channel?” He offered. “Or are youtired.”

“No,a movie would be fine.” She said. “Just let me change for the night.” Brookpicked up her bag and searched inside for a change of clothes. She found herblue and white Oilers jersey.

“Whatis your preference, comedy or bad horror movie?” Dawson asked picking up theremote to see what was available.

“Howabout bad horror movie and we can make fun of all the bubbleheads that run up the stairs when they should be running outthe front door.” She said taking her jersey into the washroom to change. Sheheard Dowson chuckle behind her. Brook stripped away her jeans and her top. Sheremoved her bra and pulled the hockey jersey down over her head. She lovedthese things they were the most comfortable things to wear to bed.

Whenshe was a teenager Brook had been stuck staying over at Steve’s one night in astorm. She had not had a change of clothes, soher brother lent her his sports jersey to wear for the night. Brook had lovedthe way it felt and the way she slept she had gone out and bought a bunch forherself afterwards. Of course, she watched the games with her brother and theboys. She would not want only to pay lip serviceto a team. It turned out some ofthe games could get pretty intense and the game parties pretty rowdy.

Brookpicked up the hairbrush that was lying onthe counter top running it through her hair. She then washed her face andbrushed her teeth preparing for bed in case she fell asleep watching the movie.Deciding she had given Dawson enough time to change for the evening she openedthe washroom door and went back into the room. Brook paused as she saw Dawsonwith his back to her pulling his sweats up over his hips. She had come out toosoon. Brook diverted her eyes her cheeks heating with a blush at having caughthim with his pants still down. “I’m sorry.”

Dawsonturned to face Brook and smiled. “It’s ok; I’m dressed.I just ordered the movie first.” He said shutting off the light and crawlingonto the bed. Brook was thankful the lights were now out; maybe he could nottell she was blushing. Dawson laid out on his stomach with his head at the footof the bed to watch the movie. He patted the spacenext to him. “Come here hellcat and lay down. The show is about to begin.”

ReluctantlyBrook climbed onto the bed beside Dawson stretching out on her belly beside himbeing careful to keep her jersey down to cover her while she did so. It was asmall double bed, and he was a big man.Dawson’s full size forced him up against Brook. She could feel Dawson’s body inline with hers. She could feel the heat thatwas coming off him. His arm is touchinghers, bare skin to bare skin. It felt so warm and sent tingles through her bodyto the junction between her thighs.

Themovie started and like all slasher flicks the plot was lacking. Brook andDawson had started the killing right off and then led into the gratuitousnudity. The young couple on the screen started going at it, and Brook suddenly felt uncomfortably aware ofhow close Dawson was and just how undressed she was. She slowly turned her faceto look at Dawson and realized he was watching her. Their faces but a fewinches from each other. His dark eyes were burning with desire. It felt likehis gaze could set her ablaze and burndown the bed.

Dawsonleaned in as if he might kiss her. His lips hovered over hers, the memory ofhis last kiss flooded Brook’s mind. How sensuous it had been, how incredible,but he held back his lips never once touching hers. She could feel his handglide over her back but he never actually touched her. Dawson pulled his handback and took a breath to regain control over himself. “Oh god Brook you arekilling me.” Dawson groaned quietly. “It’s so hard not to touch you when youlook this good.” He whispered leaning in one more time his lips moving close tohers. “I can’t help myself; I have tokiss you.” He said timidly brushing his lips against hers in the hope that shewould not retaliate.

WhenBrook did not strike him down, Dawsonsurrendered to his urges. His mouth crushed against hers. She felt his hand layagainst her back and slid slowly about her waist pulling her closer againsthim. His tongue swept the recesses of her mouth tasting her drawing a responsefrom her. Brook surrendered to his sweet seductive kiss. She placed her handalong the side of his handsome face returning his tender kiss. It was so softand gentle. She could still taste the sweet red wine on his lips as theirtongues danced.

Dawsonrolled onto his back, pulling Brook into his arms atop him. His kissintensified becoming more urgent and desperate. Brook’s hands cradled his faceas she kissed him deeper. Their tongues danced as their mouths ate at oneanother. Dawson’s hands ran down her back and over her bottom pulling her hardagainst his arousal. He was rock hard and long beneath his sweats. It excitedBrook to no end to feel him pressed firmly against her belly.

Brookstraddled Dawson’s lap gasping against his lips when she felt his solid erectionpressed between her legs. Dawson groaned and grabbed the bottom of her jerseypulling it off over her head. He tossed it to the floor pulling Brook againsthim once more. Her bare breast against his hot flesh lit a fire inside her. Brook had never been so excited around any other manshe had ever spent time with. Dawson’s hands slid over her bottom, and she heard a strangled groan rumble from histhroat.

“God,I want you.” He whispered sitting them both up. Dawson pulled Brook’s legsaround his hips, and his mouth moved downher neck sucking and nibbling at her tender flesh. His hand cupped her breastand Brook moaned. “You have perfect breasts.” He whispered against her neckgently squeezing as his thumb rubbed over the budding n****e. Brook shuddered withpleasure as Dawson’s mouth moved down to her breasts.

Dawsoncaptured her n****e in his mouth and began to suckle. Brook’s hands twined inhis dark hair holding him close as his mouth brought her sweet torment. Histongue played over her breast sending an intense tingling between her legs asshe grew moist with desire. Brook found she could not sit still as she began to squirm in his lap impatiently. His hardnessrubbed against her softness making her mind spin with maddening desire.

Themore she rubbed against him, the more shewanted to. He felt divine. Dawson’s head fell back, and he moaned his dark eyes closed as if struggling for strength.His hands went to her hips, and Dawsonrolled Brook beneath him, his hands slowly pulling her panties down her legs.“If you keep that up, hellcat I’m goingto explode.” Dawson tossed her panties to the floor and Brook shivered asDawson’s hands slid up her legs. His fingers caressed her feminine folds andBrook trembled beneath his touch. No one had ever touched in such a way. Tofeel his fingers stroke her and caress her in such an intimate way felt sodeliciously wicked.

Dowsontook her breast into his hot mouth, andBrook felt the fire inside her rage white hot. His mouth blazed a hot path ashe worshipped her body with his mouth and tongue. Suddenly Dawson pushed twofingers deep inside, and Brook gasped.His hand began to move and the pleasure built within her. Dawson kissed Brookonce more with such passion it took her breath away.

Suddenlyhis hand pulled away from her leaving Brook feeling so empty and abandoned.“No.” She whimpered reaching for his hand. She did not want him to stop.

“Easysweet, I have something better for you,”Dawson promised eagerly pushing his sweats down and kicked them off. Brook’s eyes fell on his erection as Dawson kneltbetween her legs pulling them up around his hips. She could not take her eyesaway from it. Long and think jetting up from a patch of dark curls. Her eyeswidened as she looked at him. Did he intendto put that inside her?

“Dawson,wait!” Brook said with some panic placing her hands on his chest to stop himfrom kissing her again. She had a confession to make before they went anyfurther.

“Ohgod baby, please don’t tell me you want to stop now.” Dawson pleaded. “I don’tthink I could take it.”

“No,I want to.” Brook smiled, she did. “It’s just… Dawson…” Her eyes went back tohis erection and widened once more. “Is it going to hurt?”

Dawsonchuckled. “Is it going to hurt?” Her eyes lifted and stared into his waitingfor an answer. The smile faded from Dawson’s face, and he just looked at her. “Are you serious?” He asked. She nodded.“Are you a virgin?”

Brooknodded once more. “I just never want to until now.” She admitted.

Dawsonsmiled. “Don’t I feel special?” He said kissing her sweetly. “It might hurt abit at first, but I promise soon you won’t remember the pain.”

“Ok.”

“Relax.”He whispered against her ear. Dawson sat back on his knees and lifted Brookinto his lap. She felt his hands on her hips moving her into position over hiserection. She tensed when she felt him pressed against the mouth of herwomanhood. Slowly Dawson guided Brook down on top of him. His hardness pressed deep into her stretching her toaccommodate his solid maleness; he felt alien to her but so intoxicating.Dawson’s mouth claimed hers in a passionate kiss and then his hands gripped herhips tight and forced Brook down hard.

Painshot through Brook and her eyes flew open. She whimpered against Dawson’smouth. He continued to kiss her, and soonDawson’s passion began to consume Brook once more the pain becoming a fadingmemory. Dawson slowly lifted Brook his long shaft and guided her back down. Themovement felt like heaven and Brook needed a littlecoaxing to continue. Her hands roamed over Dawson’s muscled chest andshoulders. Brook began to move up and down over him.

Dawson’shands caressed her body holding her near. The pleasure mounted inside her. Herskin felt like it was on fire every place their skin touched. Brook began tomove faster as her need increased. Dawson stared up into her eyes as she rodehim, his face twisted with pleasure.

SuddenlyDawson pushed Brook back against the bed and hooked his arms under her kneeslifting her legs over his shoulders to penetrate her deeper. Brook moaned her fingers are clawing at the bed as Dawson drovehimself into her over and over. He was watching her, and there was such a wicked gleam in his dark eyes as he made hermind spin and her body quake with pleasure.

Dawsonleaned into Brook changing the angle at which he entered her pressing hardagainst a spot that caused small explosions of ecstasy within her. Brook criedout as the most amazing feeling washed over her consuming her completely. Herback arched and she felt her mind swoon. Dawson lowered Brook’s legs allowingher to lock them around his hips forcing him deeper. He braced his weight aboveher on his arms and thrust into her with eager quickened force shaking the bedas he sought his release.

Itonly took a few quick thrusts and then Brook felt Dawson tremble as he let outa loud throaty groan, his handsome face twisted by pleasure. Dawson’s armsbegan to shake, and he slowly moved to drop onto the bed beside her a content smilecurving his lips. “That was awesome.” Brook giggled.

Dawsonlooked at her and laughed. “Yes, it was.”

Brookgrinned wickedly rolling over onto her side. She crawled on top of him placingkisses all the way up his chest and neck. “Can we do it again?” She purred.

Dawsongrinned like he had won the lottery. “Hell yeah!”