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So when I pull his cock free of his jeans and stroke it up and down, watching his eyelids droop and his teeth bite into his bottom lip, I know I’m about to enjoy what I’ve been fantasizing about for a week.
Licking my lips, I bend to take him in my mouth, just the head, releasing it with a pop after a few seconds.
“Fuck me. If you keep doing that, I’m going to embarrass myself.” The light pressure his hand puts on the back of my head seems involuntary.
Like he has no choice but to put my mouth back on his cock.
“Maybe I want you to. I want to be the one to drive you crazy.”
Blue eyes full of heat and passion meet mine as I drag my tongue from the bottom of his shaft to the top.
“I’m driven to the brink of insanity just by looking at you.” His big hand cups my jaw as I swallow him. “Fuck, baby, I don’t think you understand how far gone I am over you.”
The use of the pet name, the way he tenderly touches me even as he tries to fuck my mouth, his confession … it’s the elixir that has me feeling like a superhuman.
It’s also the potion he douses my heart in, ruining it for any other man.
17
PATRICK
The image of Cassandra on her knees in front of me will be tattooed on my brain for the rest of time.
Powerful, defenseless, thoroughly sated, at her mercy. All these things mix together in my veins, but they’re empty. My blood has drained to reside at the head of my cock, which she’s currently sucking on like her favorite lollipop. Like she’s never tasted anything as delicious. Like she’s going to make me melt into a puddle of a man, though I’m already there and ready to murder for her if she continues doing this.
“I’ve dreamed of this, dreamed of watching you make my world explode.” The words come out choppy because I’m trying so hard to breathe through my nose and not come that I feel like I have vertigo.
She’s a goddess, milking me with her mouth as I watch through heavily-lidded eyes. With each pop of her mouth, I feel like I could shoot my load, my balls drawing up.
But I haven’t explored enough yet, haven’t found the spots on her body that drive her wild when licked, or heard enough of her moans to fill up my memory quota.
So I pull the hair in my fist, lifting her head gently off my cock, even as she makes a sound of protest. “As enticing as it is to come in your mouth, I need to be inside of you.”
Cassandra’s eyes are pools of forest green, two shades darker than normal with the fever of her lust.
Pulling her off the floor, my hands grab her thighs to hike her up, a frenzied flutter moving through my chest. I meant to take things slow, to talk awhile after getting off work and coming here. But Cassandra and my uncontrollable hands have other plans as they throw her onto the bed and nearly tear off the lounge set she’s wearing.
“Where the fuck do you buy all these? They’re soft as hell and made of sin,” I curse as I frantically pull the pale pink leggings down her legs, her underwear hitching on the fabric and coming off too.
“I wear them because they’re comfortable, but good to know you approve.” Her laugh is throaty, but it course-corrects to a moan when I press my thumb down on her clit.
“God, I’ve thought about little else than this since the last time I was inside you here,” I confess as Cassandra pulls my shirt over my head and I reach for my pants to pull them off.
“I need you inside me.” With the way she’s already bucking her hips at the little contact I’m giving while trying to get us both undressed, I can tell we both just took this from zero to one hundred.
The wave of lust seemed to topple us, drowning us in its clutches, and no one in this bed cares. We’re riding it, allowing ourselves to be pulled under with every curse, removal of clothing, and shuddered breath.
“Trying, baby.”
Cassandra groans, and I can practically see the flush on her cheeks.
“You like when I call you that? Baby?” Nearly naked now, just the flick of my ankle to kick off my jeans and I’m lining my cock up at her slick entrance.
“I love it.” Nails scrape my ass as she pulls me forward, urging me inside.
The absolute madness that consumes me the moment she’s in my presence is other-worldly, something I can’t describe using the English language. I went from discussing my day on the couch to needing her desperately. Not that I don’t need her every other waking hour, but when she initiates and I have the green flag? I’m going rogue.
When my cock pushes into her wet heat, temporarily stunning me, Cassandra throws her head back and cries out, “yes.”
