But Cass let him own it. She didn’t make excuses for him, except to tell him he was a normal human being with normal emotions.
She scooted closer in her chair and leaned forward to plant the gentlest kiss on his cheek.
His entire body vibrated, on fire to have her closer. He moaned and shifted, drawing her out of her seat and into his lap. “Come here.”
“What do you need?” she feathered over his lips as she straddled him.
“You,” he said simply and kissed her.
Her hands cradled his face gently, but the kiss was nothing short of scorching. Her lips captured his, dominating as she sipped from his mouth, pushing her tongue between his lips to capture his moans of pleasure.
Cass ground over him, and she had to feel how hard he’d become, his erection pulsing with each shift and graze of her pelvis, her thighs.
He gripped her waist and took over the kiss, conscious she let him. Cass might come on strong, but she liked it when he’d taken charge before. And he had no problem directing where they went next. “Bedroom.”
She nodded and continued to kiss him.
When he stood with her in his arms, she pulled back to stare with wide eyes, her gasp audible. “What are you doing?”
“I’m being manly and carrying you to the bed,” he said and huffed, then pretended to drop her.
She clung to him like a burr, making him laugh despite how he hurt, needing to be inside her in the worst way.
“Hurry up.” She nipped his neck, then kissed her way to his ear. “I’m so wet.”
He rushed to her bed and put her down, joining her as he kissed her until they were both moaning and desperate. He stripped her quickly, finally dragging her panties off so he could spread her legs wide and feast.
She gasped his name as he sucked and licked her sweet pussy, addicted to the sexy need building between them. She arched into his mouth and gripped his hair. “More. Oh yeah. So good.”
He stroked her thighs as he kissed her, his hands moving up then down, close to her sex then away.
“In me,” Cass demanded.
Not begging, not yet.
Mack grinned and sat up to strip off his shirt. Then he shucked out of the rest of his clothes and moved up her body to straddle her neck. “How about you blow me, baby? I hear you’re good at it, and it’s something you do to perps. You know, it’scriminalhow badly I want you.”
She cringed, though her lips quirked, her flush of passion mixing with humor. “You’re really not good at the sex talk.”
“That hurts.” He angled his cock at her mouth, watching her watch him, her lips barely parted when he pushed between them. “Fuck. Come on. Suck me.”
She grinned and opened her mouth a fraction wider.
Mack grew steel-hard, her enjoyment, her teasing, making everything so much hotter.
Then she gripped his hips and dragged him closer, and he slid inside her mouth. Before he knew it, he was pumping, faster as her tongue lapped him, sliding around his shaft and stroking the underside of the crown.
He nearly lost it when she palmed his balls and sucked harder.
“Mmm.” She drew down on his cockhead, and he hurriedly withdrew.
“Condom,” he said hoarsely.
She handed him one out of her nightstand, and he’d never moved faster to put one on.
Once sheathed, he blanketed her body, nudged her legs wider, and shoved as deep as he could go.
She cried out, coming and hugging him so tight as he pumped faster. Needing to move deeper inside her. The tension grew, his desire combustible.
