Chapter 23
KNIGHT
Cassia’s words reach into the darkness, shining a warm light over the hellish landscape in my soul.
She sees every destroyed inch of me, and the fact that she still wants me makes me realize the best thing I ever did was to save her life.
It has me thinking that maybe she can save me in return.
The air around us is loaded with emotion and desire as I grip hold of her hips while leaning in to press my mouth to hers.
The instant our lips touch, a strong emotion fills my chest. It’s so intense it feels painful, making my heart clench hard.
Cassia rubs her pussy over my aching cock, and it draws a groan from me.
She breaks the kiss, and when her eyes meet mine, she asks, “Was it too hard? Did I hurt you?”
Shaking my head, I force her to rub against me again. “Not hard enough.” My voice is rough with need as I admit, “I might not last long. It’s been a few years.”
She moves her hand down between us, and as her fingers wrap around my cock, she says, “Tell me what to do.”
My chest shakes with a chuckle. “For someone who’s never had sex, you seem to know exactly what to do.”
Pride fills her eyes as she strokes my cock. “Your skin feels like velvet.”
The relief of having her fist pump my cock is so intense I groan again, ready to beg her to fuck me.
Unable to take any more foreplay, I say, “Move your hand.”
She does as she’s told, and I grip my cock and align the head with her entrance.
“Take me into you because if I move, I’m just going to bury myself to the hilt inside you, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Okay.” She pushes down on me while I hold my cock in place. When she can’t take the swollen head, frustration tightens her features. “You don’t fit.”
I almost laugh, but I’m too fucking worked up with need.
“Trust me, I will fit,” I mutter while rocking up against her, working her tight opening until I finally break through and surge inside her.
“ Theé mou ,” she gasps, her features tightening while her body curls forward. Before I can ask if it hurts, she pushes down hard on me, taking my entire cock all the way to the hilt.
She feels so fucking good, the air explodes from my lungs, and a fine coating of sweat forms over my skin while my body starts to tremble.
The pleasure is instant and fucking overwhelming, and I have zero control to stop her as she lifts up and takes me deep inside her again.
Her features tighten even more, and it looks like she’s a second away from crying, but she keeps moving, her pace growing faster and faster.
“Fuck,” I growl, my fingers digging into her hips while my ass lifts from the couch. “Cassia,” I groan, bombarded with pleasure and emotions that take my body prisoner.
I’m entirely at her mercy as she fucks me. Her breasts bounce in front of me, the sexiest fucking sight I’ve ever seen, and her arousal coats my balls, that are tightening with impending ecstasy.
“Cassia.” Her name sounds like a prayer being ripped from my soul, and maybe it is. Maybe if I pray to her instead of the God that’s forsaken me, she will answer and give me the deliverance I need.
She brings her hands to the sides of my jaw, and her eyes lock with mine as she keeps taking my cock harder and faster.
I have no self-control and unable to stop so I can focus on her, I start to hammer into her. My orgasm shoots down my spine before hitting my cock and flooding my abdomen. I come so fucking hard my vision blurs, and the air is forced from my lungs.
“Lincoln,” I hear her say my name with reverence.
My hips stop moving while my cock jerks, and Cassia keeps taking me at a fast pace, prolonging my ecstasy.
When I start to come down, I manage to regain control, and moving swiftly, I turn and shove Cassia down onto her back.
Shoving her legs wide open, I place a knee on the couch while standing on my other leg. I brace my left hand on the back of the couch and align my cock with her soaked opening that’s dripping with my release.
The hot as fuck sight has me slamming so hard inside her, her whole body jerks.
Her back arches, and she grabs hold of my wrist with one hand while reaching behind her to grip the armrest with her other.
The position has her body completely exposed to me, and it feeds my endless desire for her.
I grab hold of her hip with my other hand and start to surge into her with relentless thrusts. I’m already hard as fucking steel again, and there’s a constant buzz of pleasure.
“Link,” she gasps as her body strains beneath mine. “ Theé mou . Nái! ”
“English,” I grind the word out through clenched teeth because I don’t know if she’s telling me to fuck her raw or whether I’m hurting her.
“God, yes!” she cries. “Yesyesyes.”
Using all my strength, I pound into her like a crazed man. When she lets out a hoarse scream while she clenches so fucking tight around my cock, I can only grunt as another orgasm strikes.
Cassia’s body is tense, her back arched while her ass presses into the couch as she orgasms.
Her nails dig into my wrist, the bite of pain only adding to my ecstacy.
As the intensity starts to fade, the buzz of pleasure still remains.
“Fuck,” I groan. “I can’t stop.”
She nods, her eyes misting with tears. “Don’t stop.” She sucks in a desperate breath. “I want to keep feeling you inside me.”
I plunge lazily into Cassia as I lie down on top of her, pressing her body into the crook of the couch. I wrap my arms around her, and with our eyes locked and her imprisoned beneath me, my thrusts are slow and deep.
I drink in the slick feel of her wrapped around me and every inch of her bare skin pressed against mine. Her breasts are squashed to my chest, and I fear I might never be able to move off her.
Cassia wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my ass, holding me so tight it tells me she feels the same way.
With our eyes locked, I watch as her chin quivers, then she whispers, “This is the most intense thing I’ve ever experienced.”
I nod because I agree. There’s something so fucking strong between us, it transcends all rational thinking.
She ducks her head and presses a kiss to one of the cuts before her lips and tongue feast on my skin. She works her way up to my neck, and it has my body reacting and thrusting harder inside her.
Her fingers trail over my shoulders and down my back while her calves rub hard over the back of my thighs.
Pulling an arm free from beneath her, I grab her jaw and force her head up so I can get to her seductive mouth.
I seal our lips, and every ounce of devotion I feel for her pours from me to her as I devour her.
Cassia whimpers, and her hands move down to my ass. She grips me tight and lifts her hips, a clear indication she needs me to fuck her harder.
Not prepared to disappoint my woman, I pick up my pace and fill her over and over until I have her crying, “Link. Yes-Please-Yes.”
Still gripping her jaw, and with my eyes locked on hers, I say, “Come again for me, my goddess.”
She keeps gripping my ass, and when her muscles tighten, she arches her back.
I press my forehead to hers, my jaw clenching as another orgasm ripples through me. It’s not as potent as the first two, but it still surprises the fuck out of me. Usually, I’m done after one.
Even though the friction starts to feel painful, I keep thrusting into her until her body goes limp beneath mine.
I finally still, and buried deep inside her, I catch my breath while staring into her eyes.
“You are mine,” I whisper. “It’s not up for discussion.”
She lets out a soft chuckle. “I was worried the attraction was only from my side.”
“Safe to say it isn’t, and I wouldn’t call what I feel for you attraction.”
She hesitates for a few seconds before asking, “What would you call it?”
“Obsession.”
Tilting her head, she says, “I’m going to need you to explain that to me. Are we talking healthy obsessed or I’ll-kill-you-if-you-leave-me obsessed?”
The corner of my mouth lifts. “More along the lines of I’ll-kill-anyone-who-touches-you obsessed.” I suck in a deep breath before continuing, “I told you before, protecting you gives me a reason to go on. I haven’t had that since I lost Ronnie.” Her eyes are glued to mine, and it looks like she hangs on to every word I say. “You’re like a life vest that’s been thrown into my life while I was drowning.” My gaze softens on her. “My emotions run much deeper than just my need to fuck you.”
I take a moment to work through my thoughts before admitting, “I care a lot about you, Cassia. I can’t help it. Every second I spend with you, I just keep falling deeper.”
A smile curves her mouth. “I care about you, too.”
I push my arms beneath her again and hold her tightly to me while I breathe in her natural scent.
We lie still for a while before she says, “I need to use the restroom.”
I push myself up and pull out of her, and as I move backward, my eyes rove over her perfect body. I love that she’s soft and curvy.
When she gets up and I see my release coating her inner thighs, it fills me with such a possessive feeling, I grab her hips and yank her back to me. Leaning down, I bite her right ass cheek before giving the left one a slap.
“Your sexy ass will be the death of me.”
She lets out a chuckle before walking toward the hallway.
Christ, I want that ass on my face while I eat her out.
Not tonight, though. Cassia needs time to recover after I went to town on her pussy.
Wondering if she’s sore, I quickly gather our clothes and take them to the bedroom. I drop them on the floor in a pile before walking to the bathroom.
Standing on the other side of the shut door, I ask, “How do you feel?”
“Uh…okay.”
I hear the toilet flush and the water running as she probably washes her hands.
I open the door, and her head snaps to me while she reaches for the towel.
“Don’t bother,” I say. I reach into the shower and open the faucets.
Once the water is warm enough, I pull her beneath the spray. I pour some body wash into the palm of my hand, and as I start to wash her body, my eyes meet hers.
I rub suds over her breasts and take extra care between her legs. “Is there any pain?”
She tilts her head, then replies, “No. I’m just tender.”
The corner of my mouth lifts. “Christ, your pussy was made to take a good pounding. I’m fucking lucky.”
She lets out a chuckle. “If you say so.”
“Turn around,” I order.
She does as she’s told, and I massage her ass cheeks, watching as my fingers rub over her skin.
“One day soon, I want you to sit on my face so I can make you come with my mouth.”
“I’ll smother you,” she argues while turning back around to face me.
“That’s the plan.”
She lifts a hand to my neck and wraps her fingers around my throat as best she can. Standing up on her tiptoes, she sucks the skin over my pulse before whispering in my ear, “Only if you choke me with your cock.”
“Christ,” I groan. “That’s a deal.”
Letting go of my neck, she steps out of the shower. When she dries herself, I get to look at her body while washing my own.
My cock is still semi-hard, and it has me thinking Cassia is more potent than Viagra.