18. Jack
Chapter eighteen
Jack
I ’m aware of Cassidy watching as I start reading, but I’m soon engrossed in her words. I barely notice when she gathers up the plates from dinner and takes them through to the kitchen. I reach the end and try to scroll down for more. She sure is good at grabbing my attention.
She’s wiping down the worktops when I come in behind her and put a hand on the counter either side of her to cage her in. I kiss the side of her neck and she tilts her head to give me better access.
“I should be used to it by now, but I still get nervous when someone reads my work. Especially when it’s not the finished, fully edited, and proofread book.”
“It’s good, Cass. I really wanted to carry on and read the next bit.” I turn her, planting a kiss on her lips before lifting her and perching her on the edge of the counter. She grabs my shoulders to steady herself.
“I added some notes at the bottom. Do you want to go through them now? Or do something else?”
She bites her lip. “Can I talk to you about it later if I don’t read it now?”
“Of course.” I smile and watch her intently.
“What?” she asks, looking flustered by my steady attention.
“I’m just wondering how I should make you come first.”
She blushes a little and I hope she’s picturing all the options, too. She brushes her lips to mine. We kiss as she wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me closer. I can’t help but grind my hard cock against her centre. Fuck, that feels good.
I break away from her lips to lay kisses along her jawline and down her neck. My hands come to the bottom of her top and I ease it over her head. I cup her breasts, still contained in her lacy bra, giving a happy sigh as I fondle her. “Love these. I’d love to fuck them at some point.” I picture my cock nestled between her breasts, while I thrust between them over and over.
“I’d like that.” She unfastens her bra and shucks it off quickly so I can bring my hands to her now naked breasts. I roll each nipple between my fingers and thumbs, loving how they harden from my touch.
Reaching one hand back, I grab hold of the back of my shirt and pull it over my head, discarding it on the floor next to her bra.
“Fuck. Do you wanna know how many TikTok’s I’ve watched of men doing that? I thought it was some kind of magic trick. You’ve got thirst trap written all over you, Jack.”
“You should see how good I look when I lean with my hands on the top of a doorframe,” I tell her with a wink.
“Please, can we have an afternoon where you show me your versions of all the thirst traps? I have a whole list of them saved on my phone… they come in handy for my books.”
“Sure thing, Cass.” I can’t think of anything better than spending the afternoon turning this woman on and fulfilling her every fantasy.
I lean in and she meets me halfway, our lips connecting. Her hands caress my back. I pull her closer so she’s sitting right on the edge of the counter and from there I can rub against her. As much as I want to get inside her, I realise this won’t be the most practical place to fuck. But I like having her pressed against me and groan when her hands make their way down to my shorts and tuck under the waistband to squeeze my arse.
“Where do you want to do this, Cass?” I lean back enough to look her in the eye. She meets my gaze as she bites her bottom lip.
“Bedroom?” She asks it as a question. “Or the couch?”
I grab hold of her and move to carry her through to the bedroom, but she wriggles and slides down out of my grasp.
“Where are you going?” I ask.
She clasps my hand. “You don’t need to carry me, Jack. Let’s go.” The urgency in her tone makes my already hard cock throb harder.
She tugs my hand, and I follow her through to the bedroom. She spins around to face me. I’m stunned when she pushes me into the nearest wall, my back hitting it with a soft thud. She’s showing a dominant side and I’m more than fucking here for it. Eager to see where this leads, I hold back from grabbing her to see what she has planned next. She runs her hands down my chest and I swallow when she palms my hardened cock through my shorts.
“What do you want, Jack?” she asks in a husky tone.
“You, Cass. I want you.”
“How?”
“However you want it, doll.”
She helps me lose my shorts and underwear, freeing my cock, and I love the way she licks her lips as she stares down at it.
She hums her appreciation as she takes her time, looking me up and down. My cock weeps pre-cum as she stares. I’m desperate to touch her, but it’s clear she wants to be in charge, and I’m happy to go with that.
“I want you to fuck me, Jack. But first…” She hesitates and I watch as she takes a breath before continuing, “I’m going to sit on your face.”
Fuck me!
“That sounds amazing.”
She steps back and points toward the bed. “Lay down, face up.”
I take a seat on the bed, and as I lay back she unbuttons her trousers, skating them down her legs, followed by her underwear, leaving her completely bare once she steps out of them.
My gaze takes in every part of her, just like she did to me a moment ago. I try to memorise every curve and glide of her body. “Come here.” I crook my finger. She kneels on the bed before crawling closer.
“You’re in charge,” I tell her. “You tell me what you want. I’m here for your pleasure, Cass.” I pat my chin and grin. “Come and take a seat, princess.”
She takes a swallow and bites her lip before she straddles my head. I can’t hold back my moan as I stare up at her pussy splayed out in front of my face. I push my nose between her curls and inhale the essence of her. Heaven.
She grabs the headboard with both hands, her bottom lip being worried between her teeth. I decide to take her out of her mind for a while, taking her backside in both hands and pulling her fully down so she’s no longer hovering. I plunge my tongue inside her, tasting her sweet arousal.
She sighs as I work my tongue up her slit. When I reach the top, I give her clit a flick and relish her loud moans. I repeat the same movement several times and one of her hands comes down from her grip on the headboard to ruffle my hair.
“Fuck, Jack!”
Just as I start thinking I could do this all day, she tugs on my hair. I ease back a bit and look up at her. “What?” I ask.
“I want you inside me.” Her voice sounds decisive, like before. This woman knows what she wants, and it seems that, with some encouragement, she will be more than happy to demand it from me. And that is devilishly attractive.
“Just let me make you come once first,” I plead, doing my best puppy dog eyes.
She giggles. “How can I refuse you when you look at me like that?”
I gather her closer, focusing most of my attention on her clit. Her hips rock in time with my licks. Her breathing escalates. Her thighs tremble. I stroke my palms over her rump, trying to soothe her whilst doubling my efforts between her legs. I listen to her moans and feel a rush of moisture all over my mouth and chin as she reaches her orgasm. I lap at her wetness for a moment or two and she slumps over as she comes down from her high.
She grabs my hair once more. I look her in the eye as she demands, “Inside me, right now, Jack!”
“Where do you want me?” I ask as she climbs off me, eager to help her demand exactly what she wants.
“I want to feel you on top of me, inside me, everywhere.”
“Happy to.” I shift to the side and pull her down so she’s lying in the spot where I just was.
“Hurry,” she urges as I move above her, settling between her already spread thighs. She’s watching my every move, and I can’t resist the urge to pump my cock in my fist.
“Get inside me, Jack.”
I settle back down before pushing my cock inside her. We both moan as I enter her. She’s slick after coming and I’m balls deep inside her in just a moment. It’s like sliding home . I pause, filling her to the hilt. Why have we waited so long for my cock to be inside her? I’d happily spend every day buried within her hot, tight pussy. No wonder Tom’s been hogging it.
“This what you wanted, doll?”
“Oh, yes.”
Her legs come up around my hips, holding me in place. She links her ankles at my back and I’m completely surrounded by her. I nuzzle her neck, inhaling the scent of her sweet, fresh perfume. She smells like juicy peaches, and combined with her honeyed taste still on my tongue, it drives me wild. Her hands are tangled in my hair, and I enjoy her whimpering moans as I thrust in and out of her. Her heels dig into my rear, urging me on. My balls begin to tighten, and I want nothing more than to flood her warm pussy with my cum. But this isn’t about chasing my own release, but worshipping and satisfying her.
I shift my weight so that I can reach one hand between us. It’s a tight squeeze, with us moving so closely together, but my fingertip brushes her swollen clit. She’s slick as she moans, fidgeting as I keep working my finger in tight circles around her bud. I slow down the pace of my hips to concentrate on making her come.
“Fuck, yes.” She moans low as her pussy grips my cock even tighter. She begins to tremble as she gasps my name. “Jack.”
“That’s it, baby, let it go. I want you to squeeze my cock tight when you come.” My voice is husky and I do my best not to pant in her ear.
I delight in the moment when she lets go, her pussy flooding my cock, making it swell impossibly harder.
I give in to the feeling of my impending orgasm and fuck her hard, chasing my release. As I come, she reaches up and places a firm kiss on my lips, watching as I fall apart in her arms.