There’s a darkness to his tone that nearly sends me over the edge a second time, but I tamp it down, biting my lip hard.
“I’ll give you this big dick when I want to. I’m in control. You’ll be a good girl and let me tease that tight little pussy until it’s dripping wet. I want you to come all over me. Show me how bad you want it.” He gives my hair a tug, and I moan.
This time, I do nothing to stop the liquid dripping from my pussy. I’m too high off the way he feels, spearing his cock through me while I try to grind against it with each pass.
“That’s a good girl, coming from just my words. Do I have you that turned on?”
I nod my head, remembering he told me not to talk.
“Good.” He reaches around to tease my clit as I feel his head press inside.
Another wave of pleasure passes, and a gush of liquid from deep within me escapes as he slides his way deeper inside my throbbing pussy. I can’t focus on anything but the crescendo of pleasure building.
Cas presses deeper with a grunt. “All the way. That’s my good girl, taking my dick and soaking me with her cum.” He holds himself in place, buried to his hilt, as he strokes my clit over and over, coaxing me closer and closer to another release. I roll my hips, grinding on his dick, chasing my pleasure.
“Oh fuck yeah.” Cas’s voice rasps. “Use me, darling. Ride my cock like you need this.”
Every stroke of his magic fingers makes me come. I squirt uncontrollably each time a small orgasm rushes through me, building until my body feels like it’s going to explode. I don’t want this to end. It feels fucking amazing. My body feels like I’m floating as I take everything I want from Cas, and he slams intome, chasing his own release now that my body is in an orgasmic freefall.
He stretches inside me in every direction, filling me even fuller than before. He’s swelling up, about to come. We completely forgot to use a condom, but I don’t care. I want to feel his hot cum bursting inside of me. My body snaps, and the floodgates open. I scream out in pleasure as Cas comes along with me, his moans making me come even harder.
When we collapse, we pant, catching our breath. My bed is a mess that no amount of towels can fix right now. I also don’t feel like making it.
“Come on,” I say, rolling from my bed and beginning to strip it. “We’re sleeping in one of the guest rooms.”
He moves begrudgingly. Once the sheets are stripped, I lead him down the hall to another room. I flip on the TV, toss him the remote, and climb into bed to crash. Cas follows me.
“Come here,” he whispers, pulling my body to his. “Good night, Vivienne.”
“Good night,” I answer.
He presses a kiss to my neck, and within seconds, I’m falling asleep in Cas’s arms. It’s as marvelous as I imagined it would be. I’m safe, relaxed, and my sleep is dreamless.
Chapter nineteen
My night with Vivienne was fucking amazing. She’s currently upstairs, snoozing away, and I’m installing the surveillance system. I placed cameras in the backyard, inside, and now I’m finishing up with the final two out front. Of course, I put a camera in her bedroom like any good stalker would.
As I’m climbing down the ladder, I spot a figure walking up the driveway. Whoever it is doesn’t see me yet. I move closer, staying out of sight until I can no longer avoid the inevitable. They come creeping around the corner and crash right into me. When the man recovers, he turns, bolting as fast as he can like a coward.This time I chase after him. “Hey, asshole, if you even think about coming back, I’ll fucking kill you,” I shout.
He looks back over his shoulder—I know he heard me. Then he climbs into a car and peels off down the street, disappearing into the night without stopping. My fists are clenched at my sides as I storm my way back to Vivienne’s house. I need to put the ladder away and clean up all the evidence from my install.
He’s lucky I didn’t catch him. I would have beat the living shit out of him and not thought twice about it. I’m furious that he’s lurking around like this. If he comes back, I’ll know, and there’s nothing stopping me from flying out here to make good on my promise.
After my install mess is cleaned up, I wander back inside to finish programming the system and testing each camera. Once the cameras are set, I fight the urge to go creeping around her house, exploring again. I checked out every inch of the place the minute she passed out. A yawn stops me from making another round. Instead, I climb the stairs to catch a few hours of sleep, which is all I’ll need before I get on the plane. Sleeping through my miserable ride later sounds like a great way to pass the time. At this point, none of the pictures people snap on the plane are going to matter with all the ones of my date likely already sold.
Climbing into bed, I scoot against my girl, holding her in my arms. It’s going to be hard to wake up when my alarm goes off—and even harder to walk away from her again.
My alarm wakes me a few hours later, at seven a.m. I’m surprised to find Vivienne still curled up next to me, looking just as angelic as ever, with her hair strewn about the pillow. We both slept hard. I don’t think I’ve actually slept this good in a long time.
I kiss the back of her neck lightly as I softly caress her shoulder with the back of my hand. “Darling, I have to get up for the airport.”
She stirs, awakening to the sound of my whisper.
“No,” she whimpers.
“Trust me, I don’t want to go either.” It’s the truth. I wish I didn’t have to leave. It’s even harder than the last time. I’m more attached now.
She sighs, rolling over to face me without opening her eyes. Vivienne snakes a leg over my hips, dragging herself closer and nuzzling against my chest. “Five more minutes.”
