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Her hands, trapped between our bodies, claw at my stomach.
Her pussy convulses.
Her ass squeezes my thumb.
And she comes.
She comes so fucking hard I have no choice but to follow her over the edge, my release pumping out of my cock and filling her channel.
Grunting, I pull my hips back, then shove them forward, jiggling my thumb and rolling her clit between my fingers with the other hand, dragging her orgasm out to match mine.
“Hans. Oh. Fuck.” Cassandra’s little cries are the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.
When her knees start to wobble, I slowly slide my thumb free, then wrap my arm around her waist. And when her body gives a violent twitch, I slide my hand up from her pussy to her soft belly and help hold her upright.
I press my open mouth to the side of her neck. “Fuck.”
She lets out a sound between a choke and a laugh, making her pussy clench around my dick one last time, drawing the last drops out of me.
“That…” Cassandra shakes her head. “That was amazing.”
My lips pull into a smile against her skin. “I knew you would be.”
“Did you?” Her chest is still heaving, like mine.
“From the first time I saw you.” I admit the truth before I can think better of it.
Her hips wiggle against me. “I thought the same thing.”
Her response shouldn’t feel like such a surprise, given how readily she’s melted under my touch.
The thought that we could’ve been fucking like this for the past year flashes through my mind. But behind it comes the flashes of all the reasons we shouldn’t have done even this. Same reasons why I shouldn’t have gone to her parents’ place. Or banged on her door when I found that book in the mail.
But standing here, cock still buried in Cassandra’s sweet heat, I can’t find it in me to regret any of it.
Because she is mine.
CHAPTER39
Cassie
Hans presseshis lips to my neck in a soft kiss, then he pulls back, unwrapping his arms from my waist and letting his length slip out from inside me.
I’m still too unsteady to do more than lean against the tool chest. But when I feel his release dripping out of me, I shuffle my legs together.
That was… probably a bad idea. But since I have long-term birth control taken care of, in the form of an implant in my arm, it’s only a bad idea for every medical reason other than having a baby.
Hands tug at the destroyed underwear tied around my wrists, and a moment later, the fabric slides away.
Freed, I bring my hands in front of me, bracing myself so I can stand straighter while I catch the rest of my breath.
He slides one of his hands along my hip, like he’s helping hold me in place, then with the other, still gripping the ruined panties, he startles me as he reaches between my legs, dragging against my pussy in one swipe, wiping away some of the mess.
I let out a sound of surprise, but Hans just makes a shushing sound.
Awkwardness tries to creep in around me, but I’m still too blissed out to worry too much about it yet.
Hans undoes whatever he did to tie up my dress so the skirt falls back down, covering me up.
