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I reach up under her skirt, brushing against her silky panties, teasing her just like she is with me. “You have the best fucking pussy,” I tell her in reply, sliding her panties aside and shoving two thick fingers straight inside her. She’s so wet, so ready for me already, and my balls tighten at the thought that I got her all worked up. Her head drops back, her eyes closed, and I bury my head in her neck, kissing and sucking my way from her ear down to her chest as I finger-fuck her, enjoying the little moans that escape her as I move my fingers. She continues to grip me.
“Do you have protection? I need you in me,” she whimpers, more desperate than before.
“I’ll grab it.” With my other hand, I fumble around below me, searching for the packet. Finding it, I hand it to her. She tears the foil with her teeth then smirks at me in that sexy-as-hell way only she knows how as she rolls it down my shaft. She shuffles around so her ass is facing toward me, and I pull her back onto me.
She lets out a gasp. “I have been waiting for this all week. Don’t hold back. Fuck me so I can really feel it.”
“Fuck, Cassie.”
She rolls her hips so her tight pussy is sliding over me in slow, deep thrusts. "Mmm."
"That's it, take what you need, baby, you're in control here."
I bring one hand to her perky breast, toying with her nipple and pinching it hard enough I know she will really feel it.
"Oh, fuck yes, keep doing that," she moans.
And I do it again, finding the other one and tugging as I do.
She grinds her ass into me as she looks for more. My other hand finds her clit, rolling circles around her most sensitive spot. I need her to come apart in my hands, and the tremble of her breath tells me she is already close.
I want to lose control and really give it to her, but the tight confines of the car have us boxed in, meaning we can only move slowly, making it so much more intimate. She has the control here, all the power, and that's exactly what she needs.
“Brandon, don’t stop what you’re doing,” she cries, her words nearly incoherent. “Go harder.” Her hands brace against the steering wheel, and I feel as her body convulses around me, a sudden rush of fluid coating me. I move with more determination, hanging on to her as I give it to her as best I can, finding my release.
She leans back on my chest, our bodies a sweaty mess. The car windows have fogged up. “Thank you,” she mutters, still out of it.
“Thank you? I give you an earth-shattering orgasm and you simply say thank you.”
She laughs. “I mean, thank you for coming home. Thank you for making me see reason and not forgetting about me, and thank you for fucking me so I can finally feel something again.”
“Baby, there was no way we wouldn’t have found our way back into each other’s lives. This love is fated in the stars. We just had to go through some shit first so we know how real it is.”
She sighs heavily, and I know why. I know what she’s thinking. She doesn’t have to say it. This is just the start of the drama we’re going to have to deal with. When Daddy dearest finds out what’s going on, all hell is going to break loose. But this time I’m not running from him like the coward I was. I’ll stay and fight for her, because I know without a shadow of a doubt, she’s worth it.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CASSANDRA
Ichangeoutofmy yoga pants and gym shirt and chuck on a tank top and cute skirt, hoping to drop by Brandon's office before I leave for the day. Today has been a doozy. It started off well, with a sneaky early-morning hookup, but it declined pretty quickly from there, and I'm looking forward to a long hot shower tonight to ease my tired muscles.
The gym is empty except for a couple of bags of equipment and the music dock that I asked some of the students to pack away. Obviously that job was too hard for them. I grab it all and take it to the storeroom. I need a new plan for next week. That last class was intense, the juniors always are. The boys don't want to participate, and the girls spend most of their time showing off. I feel like I spend most of the class running around behind them just trying to get them involved in simple moves. I'm sure I'm getting more exercise than any of the students.
I pick up my bag and head for the door, but just as I go to leave, Brandon appears, and before I can get a word out, his lips are on mine and he’s pushing me up against the wall. I pull my lips back from him. “Brandon, we can’t do this here.” I grab at his shirt, trying to get a grip on something after the way he pounced on me. My breath is already ragged, my heart pounding out of control with his possessive grip on me.
His lips are on my neck, sucking in the way he knows drives me crazy. His hands dig into the fleshy part of my ass as he pushes me against the hard brick wall of the gym. His hard length presses into my core. He’s hot and ready to go right here in the school gym. I guess the short skirt I put on after dance practice had the desired effect on him. But my plan was to come and find him in his office, somewhere a little bit more private.
“You don’t really mean that,” he whispers in my ear, biting my lobe as he shoves aside my panties and pushes a finger inside me.
“Oh God,” I groan at the sudden invasion. His fingers slide in and out easily, my body more than ready than it should be for him. I allow my eyes to close, blocking out my surroundings. When he’s like this, a hungry beast searching for his meal, I’m more than willing to be his prey. I want him to do whatever dirty things he has in mind. No, not just want. I need it from him. He brings me back to life like this.
I rock my hips into his fingers, needing more. “Someone could walk in on us,” I utter, still trying to voice my protest. Even though I know it’s very unlikely, as it’s nearly five and most of the other teachers take off just after the bell and don’t normally come down to this part of the school, but it’s still possible. I said goodbye to Scarlet an hour ago, but Miles might still be around.
“Let them. I can’t wait a second longer to have you.” His voice is low and deep. His insatiable desire for me does things to my insides, and mixed with the thrust of his fingers inside of me, I feel a sudden rush of dampness coat his hand. This is what I have missed the most. Knowing he is so obsessed that he can’t go a day without having me. He shoves a third finger inside, and I gasp at the fullness. “You can’t wait either. You’re so fucking wet for me, Shortcake, you need this just as much as I do.”
He’s so right, my body gives me away every time I’m with him. “You’re a greedy man, Brandon. Thought you would have had your fill for the day after this morning.” I undo his pants, letting his massive erection free. I curl my fingers around his shaft, and I stroke him slowly. It feels so good to touch him; it makes me desperate to have him inside of me. My other hand slips under his shirt, and I dig my nails into his bare flesh, pulling him even closer. “Do your worst, Quarterback,” I purr, needing every hard, thick inch of his cock buried deep inside of me before we waste another second.
He pulls his hand free, bringing his fingers to his mouth, licking my juices. I don’t know why but I think it’s the hottest thing I have ever seen. “You taste so fucking sweet, baby.” With a dark look of determination, he lifts one of my legs so it’s hooked around his waist, and then he pushes right into my pussy, filling me up. I should tell him to put on a condom, but I don't. I'm on the pill, anyway, and something about him being inside of me like this, with nothing between us, just feels so right.
