She gutted me with her honesty and willingness to face her fears for me. I felt a wave of emotion that I couldn’t identify. Desire boiled in me, the same way it had all night, but there was something else there. I didn’t just want to touch her. I wanted to let her see herself the way I saw her.
I gripped her waist and barely recognized my voice as I spoke. “I’ll take care of you.”
41
***Cass***
Hayes picked me up and carried me to the bed, his face taut with an emotion I couldn’t quite place. It was similar to one I’d seen him wear on the field during a game when things were tense. When he laid me down and hovered over me I stroked the lines of his face and wondered if maybe I’d put too much weight on him. Maybe he didn’t want to spend his night convincing me that I was worthy.
“Stop thinking.” He lowered his weight over me and kissed my neck just under my ear. When I turned my head to give him more of my neck he let out a deep chuckle and kissed me again. “Let me take care of you.”
He didn’t understand how much I wanted to. I wanted to shut my mind off and let go of all my doubts and fears. I wanted to forget everything but him in that moment.
“Trust me.”
I shivered. The night felt even bigger than I’d thought when he said things like that. And the truth was that I didn’t know how to trust him. I wanted to.
“Trust me for tonight, Strawberry.”
It was the stupid nickname that made me nod. I’d never had a nickname and it felt special.
“Close your eyes and keep them closed.” His weight vanished and I reached for him, scared of where he was going. “Just breathe, sweetheart. I’m right here. Just feel. That’s all you need to do. Trust me and just feel.”
I gasped. I did feel, I felt the kiss of air over my nipples. The ghost of a touch over my knee. Something soft caressing across my stomach. The light scrape of his jaw against my hip. I felt his weight shifting. A hand on my wrist. Cloth intertwining with my other wrist when it was raised, too. The soft tug of the cloth tightening.
“Keep your eyes closed, Cassidy.” Hayes’ deep voice made me shiver with need. He drew his fingertip down my arm and followed with his face. Down my forearm, over my elbow, into my underarm. He pressed kisses there and then did it again with my other arm.
I shook with desire and shifted my hips anxiously. “Hayes…”
He pressed his mouth to my throat and groaned. “So tense, baby. I just need you to melt for me.”
His mouth moved down the middle of my chest and he drew circles across my stomach with his tongue. His hands stroked lines down my thighs, over my knees, and to my feet. I felt him shift on the bed and then ease me onto my side.
“On your stomach, sweetheart.” He turned me over and bent to press his mouth to the shell of my ear. “Good girl.”
Tingles erupted throughout my body. I sucked in a sharp breath and tried to reach for him but that cloth held firm. Mywrists were tied to the bed frame and there was nothing I could do but writhe there until Hayes decided to touch me. “Oh,god.”
Hayes took his time kissing my shoulders and back. He massaged any tense spots he found and murmured praises the whole time. His tongue traveled the length of my spine and then over my ass. Each side got the same massage and praise, the same amount of attention from his mouth. When the undersides of my ass tickled he massaged them with a firmer hand. I held my breath and waited for him to touch me where I needed him but he continued down the back of my thighs without stopping.
I’d never known the back of my knees to be erogenous zones but Hayes teased me with his tongue and I let out a loud moan. I was so far from melted. I was a ball of tension that needed a release. He worked down both my calves and then kissed the arches of my feet.
“I’ve tasted almost every inch of your body, baby, and you’re more than adequate. You’re fucking magical. You taste like fresh strawberries and sunshine. You’re so goddamn soft and the sounds you make for me are the things dreams are made of.” He gripped my hips and moved me so my knees were under them, ass in the air. “You’re still not melted yet, though.”
I opened my mouth but all that came out was a choked cry because he’d lowered his mouth to my core and licked me. I gripped the bed and spread my legs wider. I wanted to melt. I wanted to dissolve into a puddle for him.
He shifted around behind me and I realized he was under me. Locking his arms around my thighs he tugged me down until I was pressed against his face. He groaned and didn’t give me time to process what was happening. He just held me down and licked me like I was his favorite ice cream about to melt off the cone. It was hungry and desperate and the sounds he made were animalistic. He made me ride his face and he loved it.
My toes curled when he straightened his tongue and used it to fuck me. His nose rubbed against my clit and it didn’t take me long to gasp out a warning that I was coming. The orgasm hit fast and was overwhelming. My thighs twitched around his head and I’d lost the ability to make sounds that meant anything. I felt melted. I planned on telling him as soon as I could speak again but Hayes wasn’t satisfied.
He tightened his arms on my thighs and kept going. My clit was sensitive but he just kept going. And going. I felt like I would shatter into a million pieces if he didn’t stop but I couldn’t do anything about it. My hands were tied too well and he controlled my lower half. All I could do was shake and cry out like a wild woman.
I came again and again until I wasn’t sure if I was even still breathing. Everything ached so good from the scruff of his beard. He devoured me, licked me up and sucked me dry over and over again. I came until I cried and only then did he add his fingers. He fucked me with them while lapping at my clit and I gasped for air when an even bigger orgasm started. His fingers curled and his teeth grazed my clit and pressure built in my core until I felt like I was going to pee.
It terrified me that I was going to lose control of my bladder and humiliate myself but Hayes easily held me still and forced me over the edge. I screamed at the ceiling as pleasure blew through me. I felt liquid flooding out of me as I rode that release on Hayes’ face. He growled into my clit and pumped his fingers even faster while my body continued to shake violently and come for him. It felt like it would never end. I came and came until Hayes decided I was finished.
I slumped on the bed as soon as his face wasn’t there to hold me up. Flat on the bed with my face buried in my pillow, I moaned as powerful aftershocks pulsed in my core. I was melted. Melted and ruined.
Hayes shifted away and then knelt on either side of my hips and leaned forward over me. He pressed wet kissed between my shoulder blades and then against my ear. “You come like a fucking queen.”
