“Too bad.” I squeeze tighter. Knowing her feet are cold—they’realwayscold—I reach down and tuck them between my legs. With her in my arms, there’s no issue falling asleep when my head hits the pillow.
13
Red
Iwake up to her nails lightly dragging up my arm and across my chest, but I don’t dare open my eyes. The room’s still dark, though, so it must be early. She traces my tattoos, then brushes over the Wells Ranch brand on my chest. The brand I was eager to get when the Wells family let me come back, despite the hell my dad caused before we left town. The day I should’ve been walking across the stage for high school graduation, I was already en route back to Wells Canyon. Nervously calling Grandpa Wells as I fled the city. Praying he’d give me a job. Of course, he didn’t even hesitate to say yes. And that’s when I truly realized these people were more of a family to me than my own blood.
Cassidy’s thigh creeps over my leg so her knee nudges my cock.
“Morning,” she whispers because I guess she can tell I’m awake. My eyes fly open when her hand drifts lower to the waistband of my boxers. I was right, it’s still dark. But the whites of her eyes are shiny as she lies on her side, looking me over.
“Cass,” I mutter. “What—”
“No feelings?” Her hips press against my side with need, and she grabs hold of my cock through my boxers.
Fuck.How do I say no to something I’ve been wanting so goddamn bad, knowing it’s not a good idea?
“No feelings.” It’s easy, apparently—I just lie. To both myself and her.
Without hesitation, she’s straddling me in an oversized T-shirt, only the silhouette of her body’s visible as she grinds my quickly hardening cock. Hooking my thumbs under the elastic of my boxers, I tug until my dick springs free. It bobs against her warmth, twitching when I watch her tongue dart out to lick her lips. This might be a bad idea in the long run, but it’s incredibly worth it right now.
“Just one time, okay?” Her bare pussy drags slowly, smoothly against me like she’s hoping it’llaccidentallyslip in. “One rule though.”
I roll my eyes. “You and your fucking rules.”
“No kissing. We’re finally friends, and I don’t want to fuck that up. But I need this. Need you.”
Kissing is crossing a line but fucking isn’t?
“Okay. No kissing.Shit…condom? I got tested after you told me you were pregnant, and I haven’t been with anybody since you…” I say, raising my hips slightly to feel the head of my cock nestle between her wet lips. Hoping to fuck she says she doesn’t want to use one. I’ve never been bare inside a woman before, but I want to with Cass. I want to feel all of her around all of me.
“You haven’t been with anyone?” Her eyes widen. I don’t know why it comes as a surprise when I’ve spent nearly every spare moment with her for the past couple months. “The doctor tested me for everything at my first pregnancy check.”
“No, I haven’t.” I barely get the words out before she grips my cock at the base and slides herself down the length of it. A fire spreads through me like I’ve been electrocuted in the best way. “Fuuuuck.”
Good fucking morning.
Her tight, wet pussy clenches around me with every bounce, and I grab at her delicious ass, helping her move up and down with slow, purposeful movement. Even in the dark, with bedhead and a baggy T-shirt,she’s goddamn perfect. I’m aching to know what she looks like without the shirt—there’s no way my fantasies have been doing justice.
I have the hem raised to her belly button when she stops me. “I don’t… I think I should leave this on. It’s not a great sight under there anymore with the belly and extra pudge in all the wrong places.”
“I’m not fucking you without seeing your tits. Not again.Take it off,” I demand, giving the shirt a little tug and, despite the flash of defiance in her eyes, she lets go. I can tell she wants to fight me—it’s the same confrontational expression she had that first night. But there’s no hiding the fact shelikeswhen I boss her around. Flinging the shirt to the bedroom floor, I finally hold her full, round breasts in my hands. As expected, my dreams haven’t been nearly as good as the real deal.
“They’re still a bit tender so be easy on them, okay?”
I cut to where she’s wrapping an arm around her stomach. As much as I want to stare up at this view forever, I throw her onto the bed.
“Don’t hide this from me either.” I plant a kiss on her bare stomach, my hands cupping either side tenderly. She didn’t specify if kissing her body was allowed or not, but I don’t give a shit about the rule anyway.
“Looking like I ate an entire horse isn’t sexy.”
“Are you shitting me? You’re growing our baby girl and that’s incredible, Cass.” I kiss her warm, soft skin again. Any hope of fucking her without feeling anything is long gone. And I think she knows it. “Youneverneed to worry about me thinking that’s not beautiful. Or that you aren’t beautiful.”
I drag my tongue up her body and she shudders, sucking in a breath through her teeth and digging her nails into my shoulder as I pull her nipple into my mouth.
“Sorry,” she whispers. The bite of her nails in my skin eases as she moves to tangle her hand in my hair. “Everything is super sensitive lately.”
“I’ll be gentle.” Thank God I got it out of my system last night, or there’s no way I’d be able to take my time here. Although, again, taking it slow doesn’t make pretending this is a meaningless fuck any easier.
