Even though I know I should let her go, I don’t. The soft brush of my lips against hers tickles at something deep within me, a need I’ve never felt before. I’d noticed it during our first kiss, but with the next swipe of our mouths, it seems to awaken with a fierce need I can’t quench.
Cassidy makes a sound in the back of her throat, part moan and part something else. A curse, if I had to guess. But shedoesn’t shove me away. Her hands fist in my sweater before tugging it up, and for the split moment our lips are apart, I pull it off and toss it to the side. Throughout our deep, almost feverish kisses, her shirt disappears, then my jeans, and finally her tights.
When we’re both naked, I guide us to the sofa, sitting with her straddling my hips, the heat of her body enveloping mine.
“How—” she gasps as I move my mouth down the column of her throat, hands shifting to her plump ass and spreading her wide for me. “Caleb!”
“Shhh,” I whisper, licking her pink nipple lightly. “You might wake the kids.”
Her hands grip my shoulders, nails digging into my skin, but she doesn’t move.Good. I suck her tit into my mouth, tasting her sweetness on my tongue as I hold her still. And yet, her soft gasp has my dick standing to attention, pushing against the wetness of her pussy.
Fuck, I can’t imagine what she’d taste like. There’s not enough space to spread her out like she deserves, and as much as I want to, I also badly want to feel her. I want to know if she’ll squeeze me when she comes, if she’ll strangle me until there’s only her imprinted on me forever.
I circle her nipple with my tongue and use my hands on her hips to grind her against me. My cock almost perfectly aligns with the seam of her pussy, and each slow move of her pelvis has me sliding right through her.
Cassidy sucks in a sharp breath, biting down on her lip. “That feel good?” I ask, keeping my voice low.
She bows her head in a quick nod. “Yes.”
I rock my hips into hers, applying more pressure. She’s soaked, and in return, so am I. My cock is rock hard just from this alone, from watching her breasts sway and knowing that she’s already so reactive to me—for me.
“Give me a chance to make you feel good,” I beg, thrusting against her again. “Then I’ll never ask for anything from you again.”
Her dark eyes find mine, cloudy from lust. I almost expect her to say no.
But she reaches between us and fists me, stroking her arousal over my shaft. I have to bite down on the groan that wants to fall from my lips, especially when she runs her thumb over my slit.
“One time,” she whispers, “promise me.”
“I can’t,” I reply, as she brings me to her entrance. “I might just be too tempted to fight for you after this, Cassidy.”
Something shifts in her expression, but she doesn’t stop. She hitches me at her entrance and plants her hand on my chest over my racing heart as she slides down my shaft. I feel all of her in a moment: the flutter of her walls, the tightening of her channel. Even the soft breath she pulls in when she fully seats herself on me and lets her head fall back.
“That’s it,” I murmur, rocking my hips into hers. “You take me so well, Cass. Now let me feel you explode.”
Her eyes meet mine. Slowly, she rises on her knees and with just as much restraint, she comes down, sheathing herself perfectly on my dick. It tests my restraint and strength, because if I have my way, I’d lay her out on the sofa and fuck her endlessly.
But there’s something almost gentle about each stroke, and it’s enough to have pressure building inside me, slow and powerful enough that has me breathing harder to remain in control.
Cassidy keeps her eyes locked on me, her walls fluttering, clenching hard. It’s the only warning I have that she’s close, so I reach between us and rub her clit, matching her speed.
“Caleb—” she bites out before falling.
She slams down on me, her orgasm making her falter. I keep rubbing her through it, rocking my hips into hers until I feel my orgasm slam into me. It comes hard and fast, exploding with a power I don’t expect. I hold Cassidy close until the waves of it recede, until it’s only us and our heavy breaths left in the room.
As she slumps into me, I rub a hand down the back of her head. There is no way this will be the only time. I knew the moment she asked for that promise I wouldn’t be able to keep it, and now I know for certain.
I want Cassidy to be mine, and I’ll fight if I have to. If not now, then soon. It’s the only certainty I know.
EIGHT
CASSIDY
Iwake to the smell of something sweet and the sound of laughter.
I’m alone in the big bed I went to sleep in, both sides of me cold, empty. As I sit up, I take stock of myself and the ache between my thighs. It almost feels like a dream, not the reality I’m in.
Caleb and I slept together. We had sex.
