Chapter Eleven
As he pulled into the garage under the house, Sydney’s nerves went into overdrive. She wanted him so much. She was on the verge of falling in love with him and it terrified her that he didn’t feel the same.
Caysen opened the door for her, took her hand and led her into the house where she saw two dogs sitting there staring at her.
“They don’t bite. The blue heeler is Roo and Digger is the red heeler.”
Sydney crouched. “Hey, babies. You’re both beautiful.” She rubbed their ears, then stood and glanced around the kitchen as the dogs ran to Caysen and she watched him rub their ears, then they ran off.
“This kitchen is so pretty.”
She took in the marble counter tops, dark cherry cabinets, and matching wood planks on the floor. A window sat above the sink and the appliances were shiny black.
“Thanks.” Caysen helped her out of her coat.
“I want to see the rest.”
After hanging their coats up, he took her hand, led her through a dining room with a long table, matching China cupboard, and a long buffet, then he led her into the living room. She gasped as she looked around.
A stone fireplace sat on the far wall with tall windows on each side. Two sofas faced each other with a coffee table between them and a recliner facing the hearth. The exterior walls were log and the interior walls were painted a soft beige and the floor matched the kitchen.
“It’s gorgeous, Caysen.” She looked at him to see him staring at her. She took a deep breath and blew it out as he walked toward her.
The room was dimly lit, casting long shadows across the hardwood floor.
He stood before her, his muscular frame towering over her.
She could feel the heat radiating off him.
She looked up at him, her breath coming in short gasps.
He reached out and traced a finger down her cheek, leaving a trail of fire in its wake.
Suddenly, he grabbed her and pressed her against the wall, his lips crashing down on hers.
She moaned into the kiss, her body responding instinctively to his touch.
His hands roamed over her curves, leaving her aching for more.
She could feel his hard cock pressing against her, and she ground her hips against him in response.
He broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, nipping and sucking at her sensitive flesh.
She gasped as his teeth grazed her skin, sending shivers down her spine.
His hands found the hem of her dress and roughly hiked it up, exposing her black lace panties.
He groaned at the sight, his fingers tracing the edge of them.
She could feel herself growing wetter with each passing moment, her body begging for release.
He must have sensed it too, because he hooked his fingers under her panties and yanked them down, exposing her bare flesh.
He dropped to his knees and pressed a hot open-mouthed kiss to her inner thigh, causing her to cry out in pleasure.
His tongue darted out, teasing her sensitive slit and making her moan louder.
He stood back up and pressed himself against her, grinding his hips into hers. He must have known what she wanted, because he reached down and unzipped his jeans, freeing his throbbing length.
After rolling on a condom, he lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She looked into his eyes and nodded, giving him the go-ahead.
“Please,” she whispered.
He thrust into her with one swift motion, filling her completely. She cried out in pleasure as he began to move, his hips pumping in and out against her with an animalistic fervor.
Their bodies slammed against the wall as they continued to move together, their moans and gasps filling the room. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body quivering with each thrust. He reached down and began to rub her clitoris in time with his movements.
She came with a scream, her body shuddering and convulsing around him. He followed soon after, his own orgasm ripping through him. They collapsed against the wall, panting and sweating, their bodies still connected.
As they caught their breath, she looked up at him with a satisfied smile.
“That was amazing,” she whispered. He grinned back at her, pulling her in for a deep kiss. They stayed there for a few more moments, savoring the afterglow of their passionate encounter, then he carried her to the bedroom.
****
Case woke up and looked at the clock. Two forty-five.
The full moon illuminated the room. Damn, he wanted to get back to sleep.
He glanced to the other side of the bed, and he could see Sydney sleeping soundly.
He grinned as he thought about her sleeping under a sheet, blanket, and comforter, while he only had the sheet covering him.
As he stared at her, she rolled over to face him and he couldn’t take his eyes off her.
She was a beautiful woman, and he was falling fast. He rolled to his side, facing her and brushed a few strands of hair from her face.
Her eyelashes fluttered, then she opened her eyes.
She looked at him and smiled. That was all it took.
One look from her and he was ready to go.
When she placed her palm on his cheek, he put his hand over hers, and she smiled.
Case leaned forward and kissed her lips.
Once. Twice. Then the next one was deep and passionate.
He moved so she’d roll onto her back, but she shook her head and put her hands on his shoulders, making him roll to his back.
She then laid on his body, kissing him. She slid her lips across his cheek to his ear, and tugged on the lobe with her teeth, making him shudder.
“I want you, Sydney,” he said in a low voice.
“I want you too,” she said, then moved her lips down to his neck, where she sucked, until Case pulled away from her.
“I don’t need a hickey. The guys would never let me hear the end of it.”
Sydney laughed. “Okay. I’ll put one where no one will see it.”
Case groaned. “Damn, woman, don’t say shit like that.”
“You just relax, Agent,” she said as she moved down his chest. She flicked her tongue on his nipples, then moved lower.
He put his hands in her hair, as she wrapped her fingers around his dick, then put her mouth over him, making him moan deep in his throat.
She was driving him insane when she pumped her hand along his hardness as she continued to suck on him.
Case was beginning to think he’d never been this hard in his life.
“Sydney, you have to stop. Please.”
She sat up and he could easily see her in the moonlight.
“Condom?”
Case reached for the drawer of the nightstand, removed a condom and handed it to her. She ripped it open with her teeth, then rolled it down his cock.
As she straddled him, her body glistening with sweat, he could feel the heat radiating off her. Her skin was soft and smooth, and he couldn’t resist running his hands up her thighs, feeling the tension in her muscles as she positioned herself over him.
She lowered herself onto him, inch by inch, and he let out a low groan as he felt her warmth envelop him. She began to move, rocking back and forth, her hips circling in a slow, deliberate rhythm. He could feel every sensation, every movement she made, as if they were one.
He reached up to cup her breasts, teasing her nipples with his thumbs. She threw her head back, letting out a moan that sent a shiver down his spine. He could feel her getting wetter, her body responding to his touch, and he knew she was close.
He groaned as she rode him harder and faster. She was panting now, her breath coming in short bursts as she neared the edge. He could feel his own orgasm building, the tension coiling in his gut, but he held on, waiting for her.
With a final cry, she came, her body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
He sat up, then flipped her onto her back and took her hard and soon after, his own release was intense and overwhelming.
As they lay there, panting and spent, he couldn’t help but wrap his arms around her until she fell asleep, then he got up, entered the bathroom and removed the condom.
He looked at his reflection in the mirror.
“Man, you are falling for this woman.” He just hoped she felt the same.
“Hey.”
He glanced toward the doorway and saw her standing there, wearing his T-shirt that fell just above her knees.
One bare foot rested atop the other, giving her a casual, yet endearing posture, as she flashed a warm smile in his direction.
With a soft determination, he walked over to her, gently cradling her face in his hands before pressing a tender kiss to her lips.
Her arms instinctively wrapped around his waist, drawing him closer.
As his hands traveled down the curve of her sides, they settled at the small of her back, then slid lower to where he gave her a playful squeeze.
“You have a great ass,” he murmured against her lips, his voice low and teasing. He lifted his head slightly, delighting in the sound of her laughter.
“I could say the same about you,” she quipped back, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“So, what do you want to do today?” he inquired, a hint of curiosity in his tone.
“Can we just be lazy and watch some movies?” she suggested, her voice carrying a hopeful lilt.
“Of course. Anything you want,” he assured her, nodding in agreement.
“I think it sounds like a perfect day,” she continued, painting a picture with her words. “We can snuggle on the sofa under a cozy blanket, watching movies as the snow falls.”
“Alright, that’s what we’ll do then,” he agreed. “Come on, let’s get back to bed. I’ll make breakfast in the morning.” He leaned in to place a soft kiss on her forehead, sealing the promise.
“Okay, I need the bathroom, then I’ll be there,” she replied, rising onto her toes to plant a quick kiss on his lips before playfully shooing him out of the room.