Chapter 16 #2
I kissed her hard, needing to feel the passion between us. I craved her, unlike anyone I’d ever known. I would stop if she said to, but it would hurt.
I made sure she was secure in my hold, then pushed away from the door and carried her to the stairs up to my apartment.
She pulled back from our kiss as I took the first step. “You don’t have to carry me up.”
“There’s no more blood in my brain because of the way you looked at me when I said I’d carry you to my bed. Between how much I want you and the adrenaline coursing through me, I’m not stopping until you’re unable to walk.”
“Then hurry up because I might combust right here.”
“Hold on, beautiful.”
She gripped me tighter with her arms and legs, and I raced up the stairs with one hand on her ass and the other on the handrail. I opened my apartment door and stalked across the small space to my bedroom, kicking the doors closed on my way, just in case anyone showed up.
Casey didn’t let go of me as I lowered her to the bed, dragging me down on top of her. I kissed her again, passion driving my every move.
“Don’t go slow,” she whispered.
“Couldn’t if I wanted to, but you need to tell me you want this. You want me. I don’t want you to regret this.”
“I’ll regret it if you’re not inside me within two minutes.”
I smirked and kissed her with slow, thick plunges of my tongue into her mouth and a rock of my hips against her center.
She whimpered and twisted to get me to hit where she wanted me.
“Two minutes isn’t nearly long enough for me.”
“Why not?”
“Because I want to feel you come at least twice before I slide your favorite dick inside you.”
She snorted a laugh. “I’m never living that down!”
“Nope. But today you get an introduction.”
She grinned, a look of pure pleasure on her face. “Let’s get to it then.”
I pushed up off her and stripped off my shirt. She sat up and ran her short nails over my chest. I reached for the button of my jeans, but she slapped my hands away and slipped the button free. She dragged the zipper down, the sound loud in the otherwise quiet room.
She pushed at my jeans and helped them slide to the floor. I kicked them away, then reached for her, grabbed the edge of her top and tugged it up and off before she had a chance to react. She squeaked and wrapped her arms around herself.
“None of that. I want to see you.”
“Does it have to be so bright in here?”
“The better to see you with.”
She chuckled. “Are you a wolf?”
I shook my head. “Just a man who knows what he likes. And you’re gorgeous, Casey. Let me see all of you.”
“There’s a lot of me.”
“Quit stalling and let me see you.”
She sighed and moved her hands, letting me see her belly. “I have a lot of stretch marks.”
“You had a baby. That’s expected. You are stunning.” I licked my lips, imagining what she would taste like.
“You make me feel like it.”
I looked at her face, studying her closely. “I mean it, Case. This isn’t empty flirting. This is me telling you I find you incredibly attractive, and I’m using all my energy to not scare you by pouncing on you.”
“I’d rather you pounced.”
“You would?”
She nodded. “If you can hold back…” She shrugged.
“Well, fuck, beautiful. If that’s what you want...” I trailed off as I moved toward her, no longer playing or teasing or waiting. She was mine, and I was going to show her how badly I wanted her.
I kissed her hard, grabbing her breast in my hand and sliding my thumb over her nipple. I pinched the taut bud and twisted it just enough to make her gasp. I leaned her back on the bed and reached for her pants, removing them before I settled on top of her.
I pinned her to the mattress with my body, pinning her legs between mine and holding her hands tight in my fist. I licked and kissed her until she writhed beneath me, then I moved to the side and slid a hand down her stomach to the edge of her panties.
I didn’t hesitate before delving beneath, finding her slick flesh plump and ready for me.
“Fuck, Casey, you’re so wet.”
“It’s been a while.”
“For me, too,” I admitted. “I haven’t wanted anyone like I want you. Not ever.”
“Not even—”
I cut her words off with a hard kiss and a bite of her lower lip. “We’re not talking about exes in bed. You’re mine right now, and I’m yours. There’s no one else here with us when we’re in bed. Agree?”
She bit her lip and nodded.
“Good. Now let me hear you come, Casey.” I plunged a finger into her tight channel and pressed down hard on her clit.
She moaned and rocked her hips against my hand. “It’s going to take me a minute.”
“I’m not going anywhere. Tell me what you like. How do you make yourself come?”
“Usually on my clit.”
I slid my finger out of her and dragged her slickness up to her clit, then pressed two fingers into her. “Do you want to come like this?”
“Yeah… yes.”
“Can I take off the rest of your clothes?”
“Yes.”
She helped me by pushing her panties down, then sitting up to unclasp her bra. My hand went back to her center, and I eased a third finger into her to make space for my cock in a minute.
“You feel good.”
“You’re so wet, Casey. I can’t wait to feel you on my cock.”
“I want that.”
“Soon, beautiful. Come on my fingers first.”
She moaned.
“Oh, you like that.” I rubbed my calloused thumb over her clit again, and she moaned louder. “You really like that.”
“Friction… is good. So good.”
“Hell, yeah, it is.” I rubbed her clit faster and pushed my fingers deeper into her until I felt her body respond and tighten around my fingers. “Come for me, Casey. No one’s here. You can be as loud as you want.”
“Oh, fuck, that’s so fucking good.” She bit her lip.
I kissed her, sucking her lip between my teeth. “Come, Casey.”
She cried out her orgasm, her body dripping. I wanted to keep going, to hear her again, but I knew I’d lose it before I got inside her if I waited for another one.
I took her hand and set it on her body, then removed mine. “I need a condom. Don’t stop.”
She looked at me but didn’t do anything.
I shoved my briefs down and stepped out of them, then grabbed a condom from the drawer next to my bed. I turned to look at her as I tore it open and found her watching me, her fingers not moving.
“I don’t… I’ve never masturbated in front of someone before.”
“Well fuck. We’re going to have to get to that. How about you put this on me?” I offered her the condom.
She took it from my hand and sat up. She rolled it on quickly, squeezing my dick before she laid back down.
“Hard or slow?”
“Fuck me hard, Landon. Please.”
I grabbed her ankles and tugged her to the edge of the bed. She squealed with the move, then moaned. I slid my hands up her legs to her center and exposed her clit to my gaze. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”
She didn’t say anything, so I lined up at her entrance.
“Are you ready?”
“Please.”
I slammed into her, my balls hitting her body as I sank all the way inside. I stilled, worried I was going to come before I could move.
She squeezed her channel around me, and I cursed.
I withdrew, then slammed back home.
“Landon. Yes.” Her whispered words hit me square in the chest.
I grabbed her hand and held onto her as I pounded into her body, feeling like I was having an out-of-body experience.
“Holy shit,” I breathed.
“Yes. More. Fuck.”
I couldn’t slow down or ease up or take a breath. I swore I was going to pass out. But if I stopped, things I couldn’t start thinking would sink in. So I kept going, slamming my body against hers, changing the angle until she moaned, then pounding more, harder, faster like she asked.
Then she shouted, the words a blur as her core locked down on my dick and refused to let it go.
I followed her over the edge, trapped and owned and hopelessly lost to the woman who told me I had her favorite dick.