Her face tilted toward the sky, mouthing the words “oh my God”each time she’s filled to the hilt. Her full, dense tits overflowing from my hands, with rock-hard nipples dug into my palms. Her perfect, soft, slightly protruding stomach that I want to kiss. Her hand rubbing rapidly over her clit while my cock glides in and out, shiny with her wetness.
“Is this what you’ve been craving? Ride me harder, sweetheart. Take what you need. Use me.”
“Chase,” she moans my name—my favourite fucking sound.
Her hips grind into mine, over and over, forcing the sweetest whimpers from her mouth. I’m kissing and sucking any scrap of her I can reach. Letting my hands roam her body like I own it. Nipping her forearm, pressing a soft kiss to her wrist, gently sucking her tits when she leans forward. If she’s serious about this being a one-time thing, I’m going to touch and fuck and take every piece of her I can.
“I’m gonna come,” she says on an exhale, riding me as if it’s her goddamn job. Working hard to draw the next breath as her entire body threatens to fall apart.
“Good, I want to feel you drench my cock. Make a mess of the sheets under us.”
Like a good girl, she does exactly that. Her greedy pussy grips me like she never wants to let go, starting to draw an orgasm out of me as I feel her cum run down my shaft and coat my balls.
“Come in me.Please.I want to feel you.”
That’ll do it.I groan, gripping her hips to hold her on my cock while fire courses through my veins. The edges of my vision blur with every frantic pump until I empty inside of her.
She falls onto me with the floppiness of a ragdoll, and our chests heave together.
“You’re perfect. So fucking perfect, holy shit,” I say before pressing my lips to her sweat-soaked forehead. “Lay down and let me clean you up.”
My cum and hers trickle down my shaft as I pull out with a shiver. I ease her off of me and slip down the bed, kneeling between her legs and licking my way up each of her thighs. She whimpers softly, her legs shaking with aftershocks. Flattening my tongue, I lick either side of her pussy. Then the centre. She bucks when I suck her swollen clit into my mouth.
“Oh God, I can’t take more.” Her hips lift so I’m buried in her and her thighs tighten around my skull, betraying her mouth. “I’m too sensitive.”
“Just making sure you’re good and clean.” I smile and dive back in for more barely there swipes of my tongue. Cleaning my own mess. Savouring the tang of our combined cum on her delicate skin. Dragging my nose up her slit to breathe her in. Desperate to commit every piece of her to memory.
“We taste so good together, sweetheart.”
Moaning, she arches her back, and a small stream of my cum drips out of her. Without second thought—knowing it won’t make her anymore pregnant than she already is—I save it with the tip of my finger and slowly slide it back inside her.
“Chase,” she whines. When she looks down at me with sleepy eyes, I press one final kiss on her stomach before taking my space next to her. She tucks into my side, and my hand naturally finds its way to her belly.
“I’m gonna start sleeping here every night. What a way to go to sleep and wake up.Damn.” I exhale, letting my heart rate return to normal.
“Sorry, I’ve been…reallyhorny lately. Then I woke up to a muscley, tattooed man in my bed and I couldn’t stop myself.”
“You do that anytime you want, like I told you. If you need it, come to me.”
“Friends with benefits never works. Haven’t you seen any of the hundred different rom-coms about it?” She’s back to tracing the tattoos on my arm.
“Do I look like I’ve watched arom-com?”
She laughs, sweet as honey. “Okay, no… Believe me when I say it’s a bad idea, though. Somebody always catches feelings, and we can’t afford to have this implode on us. Can we go back to how things were before last night?”
The funny thing is last night changed nothing for me. I didn’t need to hear her moan my name, see her naked, or bury myself deep inside her to know I’m falling for her. I’ve never felt love—not really. My mom said it, but I didn’t feel it. I guess the Wells family is the closest. But I’ve definitely never had it with a woman and I didn’t think I ever would. Butthis… the way I feel when I’m with Cass, the way I can’t go a minute without thinking about her, and the way we justfittogether. That’s gotta be love, right?
“You seriously haven’t slept with anybody since we hooked up at the rodeo?” With a wiggle, she’s even tighter against my body, a leg slung over mine.
Doesn’t like cuddling, my ass.
“That surprises you?”
“I mean… yeah, kinda. I thought that’s what you and Denny do. Get drunk, get in fights, sleep with tons of women.”
I snort. “Sometimes, sure. Mostly the drinking and fighting, though. Denny and I sleep together in a pickup box most nights.”
“Cute,” she teases, pinching my ribs. “Probably won’t surprise you to hear I haven’t hooked up with anyone either.”
