CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
Haden
I devour Cassie with so much want that I lose myself to every swipe of her tongue against mine.
The feel of her skin as I pull my shirt off over my head and press my body to hers is intoxicating.
She’s the only drug I’ll ever need. Even before she told me she was staying, the moment I saw her at the other end of the hallway, I knew I would’ve given up anything to be with her.
Cassie moans as my lips trail down the slender column of her throat.
I breathe in the peachy scent of her skin as she sighs when my hands unhook her bra.
I’m hard and pressing into her abdomen as I toss her bra to the floor and suck her nipple into my mouth.
We move to the sound of the concert; the music is still loud in here and will cover any noise we make.
Not that it matters to me anyway. She could wake the whole damn town.
As long as it’s my name on her lips, I’m just fine.
I toy with her as she presses into me needily. I know she’s already soaked.
I pop the button on her jeans and yank them off. She sucks in a breath when I gather her panties in my fist and rip them from her body.
“Fuck,” she moans as my fingers slide through her dripping cunt.
“Jesus Christ, Cass. You’re gonna be the death of me,” I tell her as I push two fingers into her. My eyes almost roll back with the feel of her against my fingers alone. “Fuck, I’ve missed you.”
She lets her head tip back and it’s an invitation for my mouth to meet her neck, her collarbone, the spot under her ear that drives her crazy.
“You have no idea what you do to me,” I tell her as I back up and loosen my own belt buckle.
“I’m gonna take you home tonight.” I let the word home sink slowly between us.
Just the idea that home is ours electrifies me.
“And I’m going to keep you awake until sunup screaming my name, but right now I need you, Cassie, and you better hold on tight. Because this isn’t going to be gentle.”
I pull my jeans and boxers down just enough that her hand can connect with my aching cock, and I groan a deep growl into her lips.
Everything about Cassie is warm and soft pressed against me.
The way I need her now, knowing she’s mine, is so intense—so fulfilling—that I can barely stand the small space still between us.
I lift her up against the wall with one arm and she wraps her legs around me as she slides her glistening cunt over me. She props her arms up on my shoulders and dips her lips to mine, licking a slow trail over my bottom lip. My fingers dig into the flesh of her hips as I hold her.
She moves slowly, up, then down, then back up again.
“Haden …” Cassie moans, bringing her hand down to guide my cock into her. And fuck if I’m not a goner. The second she runs the head of my dick through her soaking pussy she whimpers. She’s just as desperate as I am and I fucking love it.
I smirk. “You gonna write a song about this, Princess?”
Her eyes snap to mine as I begin to sink slowly into her.
“About how it feels when this tight little pussy stretches to take me. About how I make it all mine?” I kiss her. “How I own it?”
“I can’t remember how it feels, Haden. Remind me,” she says as her eyes flutter closed. Even at my mercy around my cock she’s firing one-liners at me.
“Oh, I’ll remind you …” I tell her as I push into her a little further.
I slide my hand up her throat and dip my forehead to hers, needing a second to catch my breath because she just feels too good.
“You feel perfect.” I kiss her as she rolls her hips, taking me deeper.
“You feel like you were made for me, Cass … fuck, I missed you.”
“You … already said that,” she breathes out. “And I was made for you, Haden.”
“Take that last inch then, baby,” I whisper. “You’re home.”
I move without effort as I let her take me. My hands roam over her soft skin as my eyes close. I don’t look but just feel the way we move together as my pace increases. I bottom out in her and she cries out.
“Atta girl. Scream as loud as you want. Let everyone in this building know whose soaking cunt this is.”
“It’s yours, Haden,” she moans, as I pull out and then slam back into her relentlessly.
Taking her, claiming every single part of her. I look down to where we connect. “So goddamn beautiful,” I mutter before my lips are on hers again.
I hold her tight and just fuck into my perfect pussy until a veil of sweat covers us both.
The crowd outside is loud but all I hear is her: her whimpers and moans and my name on her lips.
The sounds I dreamed about for the longest month of my life.
I’ll never tire of it. She moves in sync with me and I take her mouth in a deep searing kiss as my free hand comes between us so my thumb can meet her swollen and needy clit. I slide her arousal over it.
“You’re gonna make me come first. No fair,” she says as I add a little more pressure.
“Coming is the point, Princess.” I kiss her again. “Come, Cassie. Give me what I want. Give yourself to me. Show me you’re mine.”
Cassie opens her eyes and grips my hair at the nape of my neck. It’s just enough pain to send jolts of pleasure racing through my blood.
“Beg me to come, Haden,” she orders. Always fucking full of sass.
“Motherfucking …” I mutter.
“No, baby, that’s not what I wanted,” she scolds. I’m so fucking close and she knows it.
“Beg me,” she repeats.
I’m practically breathless as I stare into her eyes, sliding my hand up to her throat.
“Please be a good girl, and milk my cock with that beautiful cunt, Cassandra,” I growl. Her walls tighten around me with my words. The second she comes I know I’m done for, and it’s gonna be any fucking second.
“Since you … asked so nicely,” she whimpers as her pussy clenches around me and I stiffen even more inside her. I lose a hand to her hair and use it to pull her closer as I thrust into her.
I groan as she cries out my name, as she tells me only I can make her come like this. Her words are enough to make me come so fucking hard I lose my breath. My release feels never-ending as my vision goes black and my cock jerks as it empties inside her.
“Holy fuck …” I call out as she moans.
“I’m yours, Haden,” she says. These words fall on me as I come, and her eyes meeting mine as pleasure rolls off me in waves is almost too much.
“Fuck I love you,” I groan again, taking a moment to catch my breath.
“I love you,” I say again simply, softly. Pecking at her lips as I wipe her sweaty hair off her forehead.
“And I love you, Cowboy.” She starts to laugh as everything around us grows quiet. “I think we missed the rest of the concert.”
I wrap my arms around her as we both laugh and I bury my face in her peachy hair.
“Worth it.”