46. Ethan
I wake up with a start, taking a harsh breath through my nose as I roll onto my back and squint around my dimly lit bedroom.
What time is it?
What the hell woke me up?
My hand slides over the warm, empty sheets beside me.
Where the fuck is Cassidy?
I shove onto my side, already ripping the covers off. There’s a faint flush of a toilet, and I stare mutely at the bathroom door until it opens and a sleepy Cassidy meanders back into the room, swiping a hand over her eyes.
“Shit, did I wake you?” she mumbles as she climbs back into bed.
I grab her and drag her closer, ignoring her weak protests. I flip her onto her stomach and rest my weight over her curvy little body, my nose burrowing into her hair to inhale the scent of her.
She giggles when I wedge myself between her thighs, spreading her open, and it’s the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard.
Just seconds ago, I thought she’d taken off. That I’d never see her again. That everything that happened yesterday was too much for her to bear.
She wouldn’t be the first woman who couldn’t cope with my dark side.
“Don’t ever do that again,” I rumble against her neck.
“Go to the bathroom?” She laughs. “Worst advice ever.”
I slap her plump ass for that comment, and she rewards me with a sharp gasp of pain. Her ass will never heal at this rate. She’s going to have to bathe in ointment.
But fuck, I love forcing that sound out of her.
“Thought I scared you off.” I graze my teeth over her shoulder blade, then the marks I left on her skin with my teeth the night before last.
“You’ll have to try harder than that,” she says. “I don’t frighten easily.”
She sighs softly when I stroke her pussy, nuzzling her face into the pillow.
Pity I slept so soundly. I wanted nothing more than to have my way with her again before she woke up. I’d been thinking about it ever since we got into bed last night.
I’m a sick fuck, wanting her even when she’s sleeping. But I can’t help myself. She’s so fucking intoxicating.
She’s already wet for me, and as soon as I drag my cock through her lips, she coats me with slick arousal.
I don’t tease her. I’m too eager to feel her clenching around my cock.
She gasps again when I drive into her, her ass jiggling at the impact. “Fuck!”
I set a punishing rhythm, fascinated with the pained sounds she makes, the way her body shakes, how frantically she grips the sheets beside her as if to hold on.
Mine.
I grit my teeth, fucking her so hard it’s like I’m trying to break her.
Mine!
I come before she does, gripping the back of her neck with my teeth as I grind my cock into her pussy. The wet, sticky mess I made of her pussy clings to me when I pull out, but I’m far from done.
Smearing my creamy cum between her ass, I keep her pinned with one hand as I feed the first inch of my cock into her tight little asshole with the other.
Her breathless panting only heightens my pleasure.
The way she squirms only excites me more.
“Easy, toy.”
She cries out wordlessly, and I pause so she can adjust to my girth. I don’t want to make her bleed. I want to hear her scream my name again.
I slip my fingers inside her pussy, fucking her with a wet slapping sound as she makes a mess of my bed sheets as her pussy clenches around me.
Another inch of my cock disappears inside her asshole. She’s whimpering, writhing, struggling to get free, but her eyes are squeezed shut and her lips are trembling with pleasure.
“That’s it,” I murmur. “You’re being such a good fuck toy for me.”
I ease my cock in and out of her asshole, going a little deeper with every slow thrust. With two fingers inside her pussy, it’s only a few minutes before she shudders under me.
“Oh my god, I’m going to come,” she mutters against the pillow.
“Not until I say you can, toy.”
“Fuck!” She goes rigid, as if she’s trying to stop herself coming.
I’m a little pissed off that she holds out for so long, but when I curl my finger and hunt out her G-spot again, she bucks under me like a wild horse.
“Oh my god, please, Ethan, I can’t, I can’t, I fucking can’t!”
I’m so close, it would be cruel to deny her any longer. “Good girls get to come,” I tell her. “But only if we come together.”
I grab her hips and hoist her up off the bed, angling her so I can fuck her even harder, even deeper.
“Touch yourself, toy. I’ve got my hands full.” I grab her ass, pulling her cheeks open so I can watch my cock sinking into her greedy little asshole.
She shoves a hand between her legs and urgently begins strumming her clit. Her eyes are half-mast, eyelashes fluttering, mouth parted as she pants into the pillow. Watching my face as I fuck her ass so hard I want to come apart at the seams.
“You’re taking me so deep,” I groan. “Such a good fucking toy.”
“Oh my god, Ethan, I’m so close.” Her panic is obvious.
I slap her ass, and then grab her again, thrusting one last time. “Fuck!”
“Yes!” She slams back into me, forcing me to fuck her as I come deep inside her ass. “Yes, yes, harder!”
I empty into her again and again, my body locking up until I can’t move. Her eyes are gleaming, desperate as she tries to fuck me, her own climax so close I can see it arriving.
But before it hits her, I shove my finger back into her pussy and curl it up, rubbing furiously over that spongy little spot inside her. Shock crashes over her face. Her asshole grips me even tighter as she comes.
She squirts all over my thighs, her thighs, the bed, my hand, fucking everything. But she doesn’t care, her eyes shuttering, lips wide open as she pants for breath.
Fucking gorgeous.
“That’s my good little toy,” I murmur, running my hand down her back, over her thick thighs, her plump ass.
I fold over her, keeping my cock inside her as I press my lips to hers. She kisses me back slowly, like she’s coming out of a trance.
“I fucked up your bed,” she whispers.
“Mmm.” I nudge her ear with my nose, then nibble at her earlobe until she sighs. “Guess I’ll have to buy a new one, then.”