33 – We Don’t Have to Wait Any More
Casey
I gasp as Jessie spears me with his fingers and he seals his lips on mine.
‘You are my guiding star, you burn bright and have thawed my soul. You’re mine. I love you.’
Finally.
I could breathe. It felt like a weight lifted from my chest because Jessie had finally taken what he wanted, and like I had been longing for, what he wanted was me.
Connor was a big part of my life and I, his. He wasn’t a bad guy, we both just had different futures now. And I was currently having a sexual awakening with mine.
“Jess,” I grind out through a clenched jaw, barely holding a foot to my sanity as he edges and teases me right on the threshold. “Please.” I beg for the release, my body pulled so tight, and the way he trails his kisses down my neck, across my collarbone, while his fingers play me like his favorite instrument, I’m on the cusp of ecstasy.
“I love when you beg for me,” he murmurs into my neck, his fingers curling and diving deeper as he pushes me over the edge. The waves of euphoria have me crying out for him and barely able to catch my breath when he kisses me. Hooking his arms around my knees, he flips us, so he lays under me, his back now to the bed. “That’s one,” he hisses, smacking a hand to my ass, and I gasp. “Now get up here and hold on tight.” He points to the headboard. I waste no time climbing over him, anticipation and a sudden wave of wariness hits me. I haven’t done this before.
I look down at his glittering eyes and bite my lip.
“Sit, sunshine,” he coaxes, his hot breath teasing my center. “I won’t ask again,” he orders. But I’m still frozen. I haven’t been seen from this angle, and what if I suffocate him?
My thoughts are cut off when he grabs my hips and firmly pulls, his tongue spearing me, and I almost squeal.
“Oh, God!” My vision blackens, and I see stars as he devours me.
“Ride my face. Take what you need from me, Casey.” He lays beneath me, but right now, holds all the power as he clutches me firmly to his mouth. “I love tasting your tight little cunt.” He smacks my ass again and reaches a hand around to tease and pinch my clit.
“Yes,” I encourage and beg, while my hips roll with a mind of their own.
With barely a breath being caught, he spears his tongue into me, pinches my sensitive peak once more, and I’m hurtling over the edge, screaming his name as it hits me harder than the last.
“Fucking hell. Jess.” I reach down the best I can to pull him up with my hands bound by my ribbon—who knew I had a kink for that? His licks start to slow. “I need you. God, I need you now!” I’m a panting mess and I think I’m crying. I’ve never felt need like this. Never felt claimed and taken so thoroughly, not like Jessie does.
“That’s two. And the sweetest dessert I’ve ever tasted,” he rasps as he sits up, my legs still over his shoulders, and I’m on my back as he maneuvers himself between my legs.
“I’m going to take you hard and fast, Ace. Because I need you. So fucking bad.” He punctuates his words with a deep kiss, and gently removes the ribbon from my wrists. He pauses, the intensity of his eyes makes my breath catch as he peruses me. “But now that you’re mine, I’m also going to spend every day loving you. In every way I can. Gently, quietly, extravagantly—” he kisses me again, his smile turning down right feral, “possessively, aggressively, and any other way that you need. Loving you is going to be the easiest and best thing I’ve ever done. And I’m going to make up for all the lost time. I’ll make you forget everyone from your past and give you the future you’ve dreamed of.” His vulnerability stares back at me and my chest aches. I love this man with everything in me.
“I promise,” he whispers, and I feel the pain of regret, for how long he took, for not making a move, for not saying everything sooner. But I really don’t care. I want him now. Screw the past. If he’s my future, I only want to look forward.
“I’m on the pill,” I whisper, and his gaze darkens, the hunger deepening.
“Are you sure?” he whispers back, but I don’t hesitate. I’m done with all the barriers between us. I just want him.
I nod and pull him into a kiss as he shifts a pillow beneath my hips, spanking my ass and making good on his promise.
With one single hard thrust, he sinks inside me completely. Feeling myself adjust to him, I take a few breaths, if you can call them that. They feel like groans, as the desire takes over my mind, body, and soul. He pulls out slowly, then thrusts back in.
“Jesus fuck. Casey, you feel so fucking good,” he says into my ear, his warm breath has a moan escaping, and I wrap my legs around him, tightening and pulling him closer, needing more.
“More, Jessie. Fuck me!”
Any control he was trying to retain evaporates, and he sits up on his knees, taking my hips with him as he drives into me, his hips snapping at speed.
“You’re going to be the fucking death of me, sunshine,” he grinds out.
My cries of pleasure and his growl of need mix with the sounds of our bodies coming together. He leans forward to trail wet kisses down my neck, sucking a nipple into his mouth as he brings me closer to that third orgasm.
“You’re close. I can feel you.” His contented smile smacks me in the chest as he reaches a hand between us. “Let go for me, Ace. Be a good girl and come all over my cock.” He drives even harder. So deep, I feel him everywhere. Every nerve-ending on fire, and the black spots start to cover my vision. With a few firm circles of his thumb on my clit, I come for the third time. The waves drag on, and in a few more thrusts, he is right there with me, moaning my name into my neck.
“Beautiful. It’s insane how fucking beautiful you are. So perfect. And all mine,” he breathes before he steals my lips in a claiming kiss.
“I think you wrecked me,” I pant between a laugh and utter exhaustion.
“Good.” He’s smug as he rolls off me, ducking into his bathroom. Returning with a washcloth, but pausing as he stands at the end of the bed, staring into my center. A hungry look takes over his devastatingly handsome face, and he crawls toward me like a predator.
“Fuck, you’re even more beautiful when you’re dripping with my come.” He drags a lazy finger through my slit, poking him back inside me, and a stray cry leaves my throat.
“Jessie, please.” Please stop, please keep going. Fuck. I am utterly destroyed by this man.
He hums knowingly, and then his finger is gone. Feeling more empty than ever before, he wipes the warm cloth over me, cleaning me up before it’s discarded and I’m pulled between his arms.
“You need to rest,” he whispers as he kisses my forehead, gently pushing the hair from my face. “And you need to rest right now, because if we stay awake, we’re doing that again. And not only will you have no sleep before tomorrow, you also won’t be able to walk.” Chuckling, I run a hand over his warm chest.
“I love you,” I whisper into his skin. His lips press gently to my forehead as he says it back.
“I love you.” His voice sounds pained, and I hold him tighter. “Fuck. I just… I really love you, more than I ever thought was possible.” He hooks a finger under my chin and pulls my gaze to his. “You’re my best friend, Ace. I can’t wait for our forever.” A tear leaks down my cheek.
“We don’t have to wait anymore, Jess. Our forever has already started.” I kiss him deeply and he holds me tighter.
Sixteen-year-old Casey would positively die if she could see me now.