Chapter 11
CASSIDY
Oh my God. What was I doing? I was insane. I was horny. I had never been so turned on in my life. Which wasn’t much of a surprise since I hadn’t felt much of any arousal until I first saw Hayes.
Now? I was naked and running through his house.
Where did I want to go? Where did I want to have sex? Because he was going to find me and fuck me.
I paused for too long because he came in through the front door, slammed it shut behind him. He saw me in the living room, started unbuttoning his shirt.
“You want to be fucked on the couch?”
Did I? I nodded, because I hadn’t ever been fucked anywhere, so it all sounded fine to me. I watched, mesmerized, as he shrugged out of his shirt, let it drop to the floor.
“Did I tell you how fucking pretty you are, princess?”
His gaze was on me. Heated. Needy.
He undid his belt buckle and zipper, then nudged his jeans down just a little. He reached into the opening and–
“Holy shit,” I whispered as he pulled out his dick.
He grinned as he gripped the base of it, stroked it once from root to tip.
I’d never seen anything so hot in my life. I’d seen some porn with my senior year roommate. It had been hot because it’d been actual sex, but it hadn’t turned me on. This?
Hayes without a shirt, pants open, touching himself?
My pussy clenched and I felt my wetness trickling down my thighs.
He went to his leather couch, dropped down on it. Slouched a little. His dick stuck up and curved toward his bare stomach.
Then he crooked his finger.
“Come here, princess. You’re gonna show me how a good girl takes a dick for the first time.”
I was nervous. Why was I nervous? I was already naked. He’d eaten me out in the truck. I’d had my feet up on the dash without panties!
Yet, I was eager for more. I toed off one sandal, then the other, before moving to stand between his splayed legs.
He looked up at me, his blond hair falling over his forehead. The corner of his mouth was tipped up as he stroked himself. Fluid beaded at the tip.
“Climb on my lap,” he said.
For once, I was glad for his bossiness and did just that, straddling his thighs so my knees rested on the leather cushion by his hips.
His hands moved to my hips, slid up and down. His eyes followed the motion. “Fuck, princess. Perfect.”
Then he grabbed hold, tugged me forward so that I felt the hot, hard length of him against me. His head tipped forward and he took a nipple into his mouth.
He’d seen my pussy, but this was the first time I’d been fully bare. I’d never had anyone touch my breasts before. Definitely never had anyone suck on them.
My hands went to his hair, tugged, pulling him closer.
“Hayes,” I breathed as he switched to my other nipple and worked that one, too.
I whimpered, wiggled, rubbing my pussy against the underside of his dick.
He set me back and our eyes met. I’d never seen him look like this before. His cheeks were flushed, a vein in his forehead throbbed. Lips slick and shiny. Eyes so dark, almost feral.
“You on birth control, princess?”
Oh God. We were about to have sex and I didn’t even think of it.
“You know of all the babies this family’s making,” Hayes said.
I nodded.
“You want to make a baby? Want my cum to fill up your unprotected pussy?”
I licked my lips. I hadn’t really ever thought about having a baby before, but he was right, the Wilders were babymaking machines.
“I’m on the pill. For cramps. I–I don’t want a baby now.”
“I figured, princess. I don’t want one either,” he admitted. “Someday, but I’m too greedy for you right now to share.”
I liked his possessiveness. “Okay.”
“I don’t want anything between us. I’m gonna fuck you bare.”
He waited for me to say no or my safeword or “condom.”
Instead, I nodded.
“Good girl.”
“I don’t need to check if you’re wet for me. I can see it. Up on your knees.”
Setting my hands on his shoulders, I pushed up onto my knees so I hovered over him.
Between us, he gripped his dick again. “Settle right down on my dick, princess. Work it in.”
I met his gaze, then lowered until I felt him bump me. I shifted and it slid back and forth and then notched at my entrance.
My gaze lifted to his. Held.
I sank onto him, but not very far because he was big and I was… not.
“That’s it. A little at a time. Fuck, you feel so good. So fucking tight.”
He kept talking as I worked a little more into me at a time until I was lifting and lowering and then eventually sitting on his thighs.
I hadn’t looked away from his gaze. The corner of his mouth tipped up. “You did it. You took all of me.”
“You’re so big, it’s alot.”
He grinned. “Time to ride like a cowgirl.”
I bit my lip. “I don’t know how.”
Giving my hips a little squeeze, he pulled me toward him, making my clit rub against him. My eyes flared wide as heat shot through me.
“Do it again.”
I rolled my hips into him once, twice.
“Now lift,” he added, easing me up. “Then down.”
He showed me some options and then I tried a little of all of it. Forward, back. Up, down. It all felt good. The more I did it, the more I needed more. I rose higher, dropped harder, circled more.
“Hayes,” I whispered, working hard.
His eyes were either between my thighs or on my breasts. They were bouncing somewhat obscenely as I chased my orgasm.
“I want to come,” I breathed, huffing my hair off my forehead. I was hot and sweaty and getting frustrated.
The crack of his hand against my butt cheek was loud in the room. It startled me and I clenched down on him. “Hayes!”
“You just got wetter. My girl sure likes her ass spanked.”
He switched hands, did it again on the other side.
The sting was sharp and biting, but it morphed into heat. I squirmed and worked my clit against him.
“More,” I said, the word slipping out.
“Ah, my slutty princess.”
Every time I lifted up, he spanked me, one side and then the other, but only if I lifted high enough, until his dick was barely inside me. It made me fuck him with deeper strokes than I had so far.
“Touch that needy clit,” he ordered.
I reached between us, rubbed at my clit which was harder than I’d ever felt it.
I rode him hard, fucked him deep. Up, down, slap, slap, and played with my clit until I came, clenching down on him and crying out his name.
He gripped my hips, lifted his and fucked me so deep I felt him bump the end of me. He growled, then came. I could feel the thick cum shooting into me. Filling me. I didn’t stop coming until he did. Then I slumped onto his chest. Replete. Sweaty.
He didn’t let me linger, but flipped us so I was on my back on the sofa cushions. Hayes had pulled out and pushed my knees up and back, nice and wide.
“Hayes!” I cried.
His gaze was between my thighs.
“Look at you. All swollen and pink. My cum slipping from you. Stained red from your cherry.”
He tugged my hand and pulled me up, tossed me over his shoulder and carried me upstairs.
“Hayes!”
“Not done, princess. We’re just getting started.”