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All I know	By : CorkyKeller Category: 1 through F > Dallas 362 Views: 960 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The only character I own all rights to is Butterfly Cullen. All other characters and Dallas 362 are owned by Scott Caan's brilliant mind. I do not profit in any way from writing this with the sole exception of maturing my writing. Please critique

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Chapter Five

She racked the balls in a matter of seconds, all the while sporting a sly smirk across her face. Rusty kept his eye on Dallas who was watching her a little too closely for his taste. Dallas met his gaze and shook his head gently before looking back to Butterfly who was sauntering over to him, cue in hand and a daring grin on her lips.

�You wanna break or should I?� she asked in an almost inaudible rasp.

�Lady�s first� He insisted, bowing and gesturing towards the pool table.

�What are you waiting for then?� she teased.

�Jesus Christ, we�ll flip a coin.� Rusty interjected, rolling his eyes as he reached into his pocket and extracted a quarter. �Heads it�s Dallas, Tails it�s Butterfly.� He established before flipping the coin into the air with ease. He caught it in his hand and placed it flipped on the opposite wrist before lifting his hand to reveal the results.
�Looks like it�s you, kid; give it your best shot.� She instigated, moving to stand at the far end of the table. Dallas smirked and positioned himself to break the rack. Taking a deep breath, he shot the cue ball across the table and it hit the other balls with a hard smack that made Butterfly jump slightly. The balls scattered around the table but none went in. �Nice shot, sport. Why don�t you step aside before you hurt yourself.� She teased, brushing past him to examine her options for a shot. She leaned on the table, her palms supporting her weight while she surveyed the various balls spread on the table. Finally deciding on a shot, she leaned over the table, aiming carefully before hitting two solids into the side pocket with a smooth ease. Straightening her posture, she looked back at Dallas who was shifting his weight between his two feet. She stalked to the other side of the table and leaned over it again, once again aiming with deliberation before knocking in another ball into the corner pocket.

�I probably should�ve told you that her dad used to hustle pool.� Rusty whispered to Dallas who looked back at his best friend and shook his head again.

�You think?� he asked sarcastically as Butterfly simultaneously knocked in another ball.
�Hmm�maybe I�ll paint it hot pink. What do you think?� She asked playfully, leaning over the table once more and taking another shot, missing this time. Her face fell slightly and she slowly stood straight up. Dallas smiled smugly.

�I think maybe you got a little too cocky, sweet pea.� He teased, as he carefully surveyed the lay out of the balls left on the table. He leaned over the table and hit the cue ball, knocking in one of his balls. He walked around to the other side of the table slowing his pace as he brushed past her. �It aint over till it�s over� he whispered before again leaning over the table to take another shot. Much to his chagrin, he hit the cue ball too hard and scratched it into the corner pocket along with the striped 9 ball he was aiming for. �Fuck� he muttered under his breath.

Aww, poor baby.� She cooed with a smile, reaching into the pocket and taking out the cue ball. �Better luck next time slugger.� She said walking towards one end of the table, placing the cue ball across from where the bright yellow 1 waited close to the corner pocket on the other side. Bending at the waist, she closed one eye and took her shot. The cue ball knocked the solid into the corner pocket smoothly, and she danced over to where the cue ball rolled and stopped. �Vrrrmmm, vrrrmmm� she taunted, bending again to take another shot, knocking her remaining balls into the side pocket. �One more ball, tiger. Might wanna get those keys out cause I�ll wanna take my new car out for a drive around the block after I win.�

�You haven�t won yet.� He reminded her, silently praying for her to miss. She smirked before she bent once more, giving him a perfect view of her cleavage. He let his eyes stare at the taut skin as she focused on the eight ball.

�Eight ball, corner pocket� she called. She hit the cue ball hard, but misinterpreted the angle and the ball hit the corner of the table, bouncing off of it and rolled back, sinking into the side pocket. She froze in place, shock and disbelief on her face as she let the loss sink in. Dallas licked his lips and let his teeth scrap over his bottom lip as he sauntered over to where she was. He leaned over her, letting his groin press slightly into her backside and his chest rest softly on her back.

�Looks like you lost, little Butterfly.� He whispered into her ear. �I believe you owe me a lap dance.� He smiled and stood, backing away from her to rest the cue on the back wall before walking back to the booth where AJ, Nicole and Amber sat watching the scene before them. Rusty quickly made his way towards her, noticing that she hadn�t moved.

�You okay, B?� he asked. It was then that she snapped out of her trance and looked up at Rusty, standing straight up slowly.

�How the fuck?� she asked, mostly to herself. �I can�t believe I lost.�

�You backing out, little one?� She heard Dallas yell to her. Her look of disbelief became a glare and she turned to direct it towards the man who�d just spoken. Her eyes burned into his as she stomped over to where he stood, sending a brilliant fire down his spine. Her anger was clear in her face and he decided she looked sexy when she was mad.

�Hell no, I don�t back out of anything. We just gotta get a couple things straight.� She replied once she stood directly in front of him.
�Shoot.�

�One; don�t take this as any kind of invitation.� She began growing more and more furious by the second at the smug shit eating grin he had across his face. �And two; no touching. You can�t touch me, but I can touch you. Got it?� He nodded and sat on the chair that he�d brought to the center of the floor where she�d danced with AJ earlier. He smiled inside at the thought of her actions backfiring on her and waited as she went over to the jukebox again.

She let out an exasperated sigh and looked through the selections once more. She passed the Smith album that she�d selected earlier and her eyes fell on The Coasters. Her lips curved into a half smile and she selected Down in Mexico. The saxophone struck up and she swung her hips slowly to one side as the first note was sung. Then again to the other side when the saxophone and group made a second sound, running her right hand through her curls and raising it over her head while her left grabbed at the back of her thigh. A third time the saxophone sounded and the other instruments began the beat as she swung her hips once more to turn herself around to face Dallas who sat, open mouthed and unable to take his eyes off her lower body. The singers �Ah�ed as she stepped towards him in time to the music, she walked behind the chair slowly and ran her hand over his head as she continued to move, coming to stand a few feet in front of him as the lyrics began. She slowly sank and placed her hands on her knees when she reached her destination, then rolled her hips from her low position in time to the voices pulsing from the speakers. Pulling up slowly, she ran her left hand from her knee to her ass as she looked back to Dallas, a look of pure seduction on her face. She turned to face him; spreading her arms and swaying her hips as she once again let her knees bend and sank, placing her hands on them once more. She slowly spread them open before her hands went to the floor and she crawled slowly over to where he sat.
Rusty watched as his baby cousin was gawked at by every hump in the pub. His attention went to Amber who was watching along with everyone else, then to Nicole who was glaring at Butterfly and AJ who was watching with disbelief.
He kept his eyes locked on hers as she neared him, his legs spread casually, allowing her head to fit between them and she swayed her head from one side to the other and a third time snapping her head up to look at him as she raised herself to her knees, her breath fanning across his crotch which radiated a heat that coursed through his body. Her hands came up with her and ran from his waist up his chest and across his shoulders as her lips gingerly teased his before she dipped her head, and repeated the tease to his neck. She stood and put her left foot on the chair, between his legs, her toes beneath his growing center and his knees involuntarily spread wider. She bent her leg, leaning in on him, cupping his face in her hands before she shot herself upright again and rolled her hips along with the music. After a few seconds she let her foot drop from the chair and let her hips guide her as she turned her back to him and dipped into his lap, leaning back and letting her head rest on his right shoulder. Her hands came up and her left ran over his scalp again as her right ran through her own hair, her hips still working his lower regions. He let a soft moan escape as he turned his head towards her face slightly, fighting the urge to touch her teasing hips. Her hands ran down her own body as she continued to wiggle against him, over her breast and down to where his hands rested on his thighs. Linking her fingers with his she guided his hands to her body, running them over her torso, over her breasts and resting them on her hips before sitting up and allowing her bottom to work the muscle she could feel growing beneath her as the music sped up a little. She raised her arms above her head as her hips took over the tease. Her eyes closed and the beat coursed through her as her arms ran through her hair and all her concentration went to her hips.

�What a slut� Nicole muttered under her breath. Rusty snapped his head to look at her.

�Hey, they made a deal. She�s just holdin� up her end of the bargain, chill out. My cousin�s not a slut.� He retorted unsure how else to defend the situation.

�Whatever.� Nicole whispered.
Dallas watched her ass work him and licked his lips, letting his eyes travel up her back to where her pitch black hair hung low. He felt his manhood throb as she relentlessly rubbed against him and his breathing quickened slightly. Her hands went to her thighs as she pressed harder into him and she let her upper body sway with her hips, leaning back into him and throwing her arms around his neck, running them down her body before sitting up again. She varied in the speed at which her body worked and he found it to be a delicious torture as the break in the song came to its end and his balls began to tighten, signally him that he would loose it soon. Then suddenly she stopped; her right arm shot up straight above her head and she bent over slowly when the beat came to a halt, shooting up, flipping her hair back as it resumed before slowly walking away from him in time to the music. He panted and sulked in not being brought to a climax as he continued to watch her sing along with the song and move her eyes to him, like a predator stalking its prey. She made a small circle in front of him and came to him again, putting her hand on his shoulder, gyrating her hips as she sunk on his lap again and hooked her foot around the back leg of the chair. She leaned back completely, her hand around the back of his neck as her other hand came down her face, brushing her lips and running down her body to her most intimate parts. She slowly brought herself up, and stayed sitting on his lap as the song ended; her face turned towards his and mere inches away. He let out a breath, his eyes on her mouth as his tongue came out to pass over his lips.

Neither one noticed everyone in the pub watching them and clapping nor wasn�t it until a few seconds passed that the applause dimmed and the silence was broken by conversation. Butterfly slowly stood, Dallas standing after her; their eyes fixed on each other.

�Okay, show�s over� he heard someone say before he saw Nicole push Butterfly out of the way. �Come on, babe, let�s get out of here.� She said smiling up at him.

�Babe?� he asked; a confused look on his face. �Don�t be an idiot, we�re not going anywhere.� He replied walking back towards the booth. Nicole glared at Butterfly and followed him. Butterfly chuckled under her breath and shook her head as she followed sitting down next to AJ.

�Very hot. You wanna get outta here, baby?� he whispered to her, a wide grin spread across his face. She glanced back and leaned away from him.

�Excuse me?� she spat, her thick accent giving the question a sharpness that made him wince.

�Let�s go Amber, these guys are losers.� Nicole announced, pulling the other girl away from Rusty�s side.

�Idiots� Dallas muttered sitting down next to Rusty.

�Why don�t you get the fuck outta here too. I don�t fuckin know you.� Butterfly shot at AJ who looked at her completely confused and dumbfounded.

�What the fuck? What the hell did I do?� he asked.

�Hey, pal. She said to get the fuck out of here.� Dallas interjected, standing up to make his point and Rusty followed suit. AJ stood, throwing the chair he sat on across the floor.

�AND WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM, COCKSUCKER?� AJ screamed getting in Dallas� face.

�YOU�RE MY PROBLEM, ASSHOLE! NOW GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY FACE!�

�HEY!� They heard from behind them. �TAKE IT SOME PLACE ELSE, LADIES.� Dallas looked past AJ and saw the bartender with a baseball bat in his hand looking right at him. �NOW!� He said raising the bat to make his point.
�Dallas, come on, man. Let�s just get the fuck outta here.� Rusty said, pulling his friend and his cousin towards the door. They walked out the door and got into Dallas� car.

�FUCKIN FAGGOT!� Dallas screamed as they drove away from the pub.

�You�re an asshole� Rusty began as they tore down Holloway Drive.

�Why?�

�Those girls were so ready to spend the rest of their lives with us, man.� Rusty whined.

�Thank God, then.� Dallas replied coming to a stop at a red light.

�No, no. I�m serious.� Rusty said. �You insulted �em.�

�They were idiots� Dallas retorted, stepping on the gas again as the light turned green.

�Maybe so, but you didn�t have to tell them that� Rusty mumbled, turning his attention to the girl in the backseat. �You okay?�

�Yeah I�m fine.� Butterfly replied sharply before softening her tone. �Thanks guys. And I�m sorry; I didn�t mean to spoil your good time.�

�They were idiots� Dallas said again as they pulled onto their street. Butterfly let out a soft chuckle from the back seat and looked up to see Dallas look at her in the rear view mirror. She smiled softly and turned her attention to the window beside her, not really looking out but lost in her own head. Dallas pulled the car into their driveway and shut off the ignition. Once in the house, Butterfly turned to Rusty.

�So where am I sleeping?� she asked softly.

�You can take my room if you want.� Dallas offered before Rusty could speak.

�No forget it, the couch is cool.� She replied before scurrying into Rusty�s room to change into pajamas.

�What the hell was that?� Rusty asked once she�d disappeared into his room.

�What?�

�You know what.� Rusty accused.

�Just thought she�d be more comfortable in a bed, that�s all. What�s the big deal?� Dallas replied walking towards his room.

�Yeah, yeah; just don�t forget what I said.� Rusty called after him.

�Yes, dear.� He muttered before going into his room, closing the door behind him. Just then, Butterfly came out of Rusty�s room wearing an over sized T-Shirt and a pair of sophies. She glanced back towards Dallas� room before looking back at Rusty.

�You got a blanket and a pillow or something?� she asked.

�Yeah, one second.� He replied going to Dallas� room and returning with a quilt and a beat up pillow. �It�s not much but, it�ll get the job done.�

�Thanks.� She replied taking the pillow and the quilt and throwing them on the couch. �Hey, Rus.� She said as he began to walk back to his room. He turned to face her.

�Yeah, B?�

�It�s good to see you� she said smiling softly at her older cousin, he smiled back. �Night� she said settling in on the couch.

�Night� he replied retiring to his room. She lay on the couch replaying the entire day in her head, taking her time with the sequence of events at the pub and feeling a tingle in her slit as she mentally relived the lap dance she�d given Dallas. The last thing she wanted with her time here was to complicate her life, especially with her cousin�s room mate. She sighed, turning onto her side as she felt herself drift to sleep.

Dallas lay on his back in only his jeans, staring up at the ceiling, his body still on fire from the lap dance he�d received. His hand subconsciously ran down his torso, to his cock which was still very much alive. He unclasped his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, reaching for his rock hard muscle which throbbed with need. His hand wrapped around his shaft, brought it out from the confinements of his jeans and his eyes slid to half mast as he stroked himself slowly; the dark hair beauty asleep in the living room on his mind. He licked his lips remembering the feel of her ass against him, wiggling so perfectly, the friction turning him on more and more. His pace quickened and his other hand traveled down to squeeze his balls, her name escaping in a whisper from his lips. His grip tightened around his meat as his strokes went from fast paced to feverish, the fire in his sac becoming more adamant with every passing second. Her name feel softly from his lips again followed by an equally soft grunt. Suddenly, he felt that fire run up the veins of his thick, long cock and his seed shot out of the slit, covering his hand and shooting across his washboard abs. A small moan escaped from his throat as his strokes slowed until he was spent. He eyes opened again and a deep sigh came over him before he wiped his hand and his stomach with the shirt he�d tossed beside the bed. He tossed the soiled shirt towards the closet and let out a breath before allowing himself to drift off to sleep, only to dream of the little Butterfly that came into his life that day.
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