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Holy shit, there’s no denying her—not when she stands before me in nothing but matching lingerie. I tug my T-shirt up and over my back. My heartbeat hammers wildly in my chest. Cassie closes the distance between us and wraps those dainty arms around my neck. When she stretches to her tiptoes, our mouths collide. All my nerves and guilty feelings dissipate as if they were a forgotten memory. The fight between right and wrong no longer exists. Her lips upon mine feel too damn good for this to be wrong. There’s a hunger to her kiss—a desperation as if we’re each other’s last breath. Each other’s lifeline. And maybe we are.
I lift her by her ass. She weighs practically nothing as her legs wrap around my hips. I nip at her bottom lip. She runs her hands through my hair, grinding against my rock-hard cock. It’s so fucking solid that I’m surprised it hasn’t ripped through my jeans.
I can’t wait any longer. I have to be inside her. I carry her to the backseat of the car. It’s less than ideal, but it’s the only viable flat surface.
“Would you rather go to your bedroom?”
“No. No more interruptions. No more waiting. I want you now.”
I smile at my greedy girl. “One day, we won’t be rushed. Soon, we’ll have all the time in the world.”
“I like that. But right now, all I want is you.”
“You have me.” Kissing the underside of her jaw, I work to remove her bra. My fingers never leave her skin. The soft brush of my fingertips leads to slight teasing. Her nipples pebble, the peaks too tempting not to suck. I give her breasts the attention they deserve while skimming my hands along her sides.
God, I love this woman. She has no clue what she does to me. It was an instant attraction when I saw her for the first time. But the more time I spend with her, the more I know she’s who I want to spendallmy time with. My fingers slip beneath the edges of her underwear, and I tug them down. If I’m going to fuck her, I need to get her ready. I slip a finger inside her. Holy shit, she’s soaked already. Yeah, there’s something to be said about anticipation.
“Babe, you’re so wet.”And wanting.
“All I thought about the entire morning was your dick.”
“I-I . . .” I don’t know what to say, so I don’t say anything and shove another finger inside her. Talking is overrated. And far be it for me to make her wait.
She gives an appreciative moan. I start pumping faster and lower my lips to her clit. I brush my tongue against the sensitive spot, and an orgasm hits her without warning.
“You needed that, huh?”
“Uh-huh,” she mumbles, clawing at the zipper of my jeans. “I need more.”
“You got it.” I climb out of the car and toe off my shoes. I remove a condom while unzipping my jeans. I was reckless the last time by not using one. I can’t make that mistake again. The last thing I want to do is thwart her future. There are enough men in her life dictating to her. She doesn’t need any more people in her life trapping her.
My jeans and boxer briefs join the floor. Standing in nothing but my socks shouldn’t be that sexy, but the way Cassie stares at me makes me feel like I deserve a cover spot onGQ.
I climb back on top of her and settle between her legs. “You mean the world to me, Cassie.” Before she can answer back or question what I mean, I enter her slick wet heat. I have to stop to catch my breath. She feels incredible. She feels like home, but a good home with chocolate chip cookies and genuine love. Jesus, why am I thinking about cookies while being inside her?
I press my lips to hers and get lost in the way we feel together. I move in and out, each thrust a silent promise to be a better person for her.
I hold her stare as I take in her flushed cheeks, the want in her eyes. My need for this girl is layered in so much more than heat and passion. I want a lifetime with her. To obtain the happily ever after she dreamed about since she was little. And I promise to give it to her. She deserves every little fantasy she has concocted in her gorgeous head.
Her leg slides up my back, and that slight move brings me back to the gorgeous girl beneath me. I rock my hips forward, increasing the speed. I want her to come with me, but I’m not in a good position to touch her clit.
“Show me how you pleasure yourself.”
She gasps at my demand but snakes her fingers between us and does what she’s told.My avid rule follower.But damn, if she isn’t hot.
“Yeah, just like that. You look so damn sexy.”
Her eyes grow darker and heady with want. I can tell by the uptick in her panting she won’t last much longer. The pressure continues to build until neither one of us can take much more. She comes undone beneath me. I bring my mouth to hers, chewing up her moan. I slip over the edge and ride out the orgasms as her pussy squeezes and milks every last drop from me until there’s nothing left to give. I remain on top of her, refusing to pull out just yet. I wrap my fingers around her neck and trace my thumb along her cheek and jawline. I want to stay in this blissfulness forever—me inside her, her staring up at me as if I hung the fucking moon. But nothing lasts forever, and as I come down from the high, the realization hits. I will never get my fill of this girl.
Chapter Thirty-Three
CASSIE
“I’ll never turndown help from a fine young man such as yourself.” Ms. Willow’s flirtatious vibe reverberates off the block walls inside the church annex, drawing Nicole’s and my attention. We stand slack-jawed in the back of the room, watching in awe as the seventy-five-year-old openly flirts. Dalton picks up the floor lamp she more than likely doesn’t need and flashes her a smile. She pats his arm, and . . . wait, did she just bat her eyelashes at him? Iknewthe old lady had a thing for him when we picked up the chaise lounge.
I glance at Nicole, and we burst into giggles.
“You better watch it. Someone’s gunning for your guy,” Nicole singsongs.
