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She bites her lip, pushing her fingers through my hair to sweep it away from my forehead. “Did you know that on average, women’s hearts beat faster than men’s?”
“Oh?” My lips curve against her breast as I leave another kiss there, messier this time so I can taste her. “Snapple just hasn’t ever heard mine when I’m touching you.”
She gasps when I wrap my mouth around her nipple, and I’m entranced by the way her lips roll together—the way she looks at me through hooded eyes. I’m wondering if there had been signs Ishould have picked up on; how many times did I watch her come from the safety of my monitor? It feels like I saw her in every way possible, all those nights, but something about the time we’ve spent together feels different than it did back then, and I can’t help but wonder if it’s because it’smetouching her, rather than herself. I’d like to delude myself into thinking so.
Her skin tastes sweet, too, the lingering flavor of the wine she spilled coating my tongue as I let it swirl around one taut peak. I tweak the other between my fingers as I let one hand slide down her belly, dipping past her shorts to tuck inside her underwear so I can see how wet she is.
Fuck, she’s already soaked.
“Is it weird?”
I release her with a wetpop, tilting my head up to see her more clearly. “What?”
“I don’t know... with everything that happened...” She lets out a nervous laugh. “I mean, there’s... a lot of stuff you asked me to do.”
My lips tilt as I press my fingers deeper between her legs, curling them to let them slip inside her as her mouth forms a quietO.“I remember everything I ever asked you to do, Cassie.”
“Mm.” Her hips cant toward my hand as her eyes shut. “I liked it.”
“You liked it when I told you what to do?”
She nods lazily. “Mm-hmm.”
“I can do that,” I rumble. “Why don’t you start with taking these off?”
I let my fingers slip out of her to grip the front of her shorts, giving them a tug. When I pull my hand out entirely, rising to my full height to see if she’ll obey, I feel a familiar thrill coursing through me. It had been one thing to watch from the other side of a screen as she did whatever I asked her to, but this is different.This isn’t some faceless woman that I’m harboring some ill-advised crush on, this isCassie—warm, soft,real.A woman that invades my thoughts more and more with every passing day.
I watch as she reaches to roll her shorts down her thighs, her underwear going right along with them until she kicks them off to let them land on the tile. It’s darker here in this little corner, the light over the front door not enough to illuminate her entirely, but I can make out every soft swell and gentle curve, from the fullness of her breasts to the slight slope of her belly and the roundness of her hips that make my palms twitch with a need to touch. The rosy color of her lips match the tight points of her nipples, and I know from experience that both complement the pretty pink between her legs.
Everythingabout Cassie seems to be designed to drive me crazy.
“I can’t believe that I spent all that time wondering”—my knuckles brush over the tops of her thighs as she shudders, and I slide my fingers between them, curving my hand and dragging it higher—“what it would be like to touch you.” Her lips part in a quiet gasp when my fingers slide back and forth between her wet folds, and I can feel my cock pressing insistently against my zipper. “I had no idea how muchbetterthe real thing would be.”
“Aiden,” she sighs, her slim fingers teasing the front of my jeans. “Take these off.”
“Here?” I push deeper, feeling her clench around my fingers. “You want me to fuck you out here?”
Her finger tuck into my waistband, tugging insistently. “Aiden.”
It feels like we’re in a different moment in time, one where she’s waiting on me to give her a cue, like the only thing that matters is whatever I’m about to ask of her. It makes me feel heady and a little out of my mind.
She squeezes me through the denim, and I hiss through my teeth. “Fuck.”
“I like it when you swear,” she says with a breathy laugh.
“You do?”
She nods.
“Really.” I keep pumping my fingers in and out of her, bracing my other hand by her head as I watch her touch me. “Do you want my cock, Cassie?”
There’s a noticeable shiver that passes through her, and she barely manages her shaky nod.
I tilt my hips further into her hand. “Well.”
She bites her lip as she unzips me, reaching with both hands to ruck down my pants before she teases the shape of me through my boxer briefs. I have to close my eyes when she pulls me out, her hands warm and soft as she drags her fist from base to tip. She pushes up on her toes to let her lips brush against mine, stroking me in a slow back-and-forth that’s driving me wild.
“Tell me what you want me to do,” she murmurs into my mouth. “You know I’ll do whatever you want.”
