Chapter Fourteen
Brayden
T o get back together.
Get. Back. Together.
My dad is talking to me, clearly stressing the fuck out, but I can’t shake away Casey’s words. Obviously, she said no because she came to me, and we just fucked in Gordon’s bathroom.
Right?
She chose me.
“Are you even listening right now?”
I rub at my temple, forcing myself to give Dad my full attention. “What about renting this unit out?”
He studies me for a beat, eyes narrowed as he attempts to figure out what’s going on in my head. Maybe he can explain it to the both of us because I sure as hell can’t make sense of it.
“We need the income renting this unit out. I can’t afford to take a financial hit like that,” Dad explains as he checks his phone and then groans. “Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Concern chases away my own problems. “Why can’t we rent this one out? It’s almost fixed up and ready. It’ll definitely be ready by the first. Am I missing something?”
Dad sighs heavily, shaking his phone at me. “Amara.”
Amara is Dad’s newest girlfriend. He’s got a bit of a savior complex. Mom was way too independent for him, so now he just dates women he can fix. It’s a fucking disaster to be honest.
“What about her?”
“You really weren’t listening.”
Something out the window catches my eye. I see Casey hurrying past and I can’t help but smirk. She didn’t want to do the walk of shame, so she snuck out a window.
“I’m listening now,” I say, turning back to him. “Are you thinking of giving Amara this place?”
“What’s the alternative?” he asks, frowning. “Let her move in with us? She’s my girlfriend, but…”
He doesn’t love her.
I know that for a fact. At best, he’s kind to her and tolerates her. And, on occasion, he fucks her. I’ve heard them going at it a time or two. But moving in together? They’re missing something vital in their relationship.
They certainly don’t have what me and Casey have.
Fire. The need to consume one another. Obsession.
“You don’t have to save everyone,” I tell him. “It’s not your responsibility.”
Dad does so much for everyone. He’s a good friend to Cole, always there to let him vent.
He lets the beer bros fuck him around on rent all the time because he genuinely likes them.
When Clara almost caught her unit on fire, he put in a new stove and repainted with not an ounce of anger toward her for being careless.
With Maggie, he lets her have a million cats and never asks for a pet deposit even though we’re going to have to burn that unit to the ground when she dies because it reeks like cat piss.
“Anyway,” Dad grumbles, not liking my calling him out. “How are things with you and Casey? I noticed you didn’t come home last night. I’m guessing it was good.”
My cheeks flame hot, and I can’t stop the stupid grin forming on my face. “Your boy’s a man now.”
Dad barks out a laugh. “No shit? Good for you.” His features pinch as he grows serious. “I saw Derek leaving this morning. What was that all about?”
Honestly, I barely know myself. I still need to talk to Casey about it.
“Thought he could have her back,” I say with a sigh. “He walked in on us. Awkward as fuck.”
He scrunches his face. “I don’t envy you a bit. You sure you know what you’re doing with this woman? I really don’t want to see you get hurt.”
I’m sure it’ll hurt.
It already has.
My heart is vulnerable and belongs solely to her. So far, it’s taken a bit of a beating. I’ve done nothing but question my every move and drown in my insecurities.
But it’s also been the most incredible feeling in the world.
I guess that’s what love feels like. A few punches and a lot of sweet caresses to the pitiful beating organ in your chest. I can get used to a little pain with my pleasure.
“I’m not being careful,” I say with a soft laugh. “I’m going all in. I feel like my heart is raw, beating fiercely in her hand. She could crush it if she wanted to, but I don’t think she will. I’m trusting she won’t.”
“Women,” Dad grumbles playfully. “They’re stressful as fuck, but man, do they make up for it in bed.”
And with their sweet giggles, gentle touch, kind words, expert tongue…
My phone buzzes in my pocket. I pull it out to see a text from Casey.
Casey: It’s not what you think. We didn’t have a chance to finish our conversation. Can you please come over, handsome? I want to tell you everything and stay wrapped up in your arms all day.
“Oh shit,” Dad says with a whistle. “You are in love. Go get your woman. I need to relieve some stress. Sanding down these walls is exactly what I need.”
I give my dad a quick hug, hoping to send some strength his way, and then hightail it out of Gordon’s unit like my ass is on fire.
Casey’s back door is unlocked, so I let myself inside. Mo prances over to me, orange tail swishing happily. I pick him up for a quick snuggle.
“You’ll be proud of me,” Casey says from the doorway into the kitchen. “I made it official.”
Mo purrs loudly and I’m glad to have him in my hands. I’m still on unsure footing with what happened with Derek this morning.
“What’s that, babe?”
She walks over to me to pet Mo and then presses a sweet kiss to my lips. Greeting me with a kiss is a good sign.
“I ran into Maggie when I came back home a bit ago. She was asking about Mo, and I confessed he’s been hanging out with me.”
My eyebrows fly up. “Oh yeah? How’d she handle that?”
“Get this,” she says with a smile and a shake of her head. “She knew. Apparently, he’s a little shit at her house so she’s been letting him out to explore. She figured if he wanted a new family, he’d find it on his own, and he did.”
“Was she mad at you for keeping it from her?”
“Nope.” She beams at me. “She said I must already love him to be secretly keeping him at my house. And, she said he looks fatter which means he’s getting spoiled somewhere. I’m officially a cat mom now.”
Mo purrs happily, as if he understands human language and is also pleased. I kiss him and then put him on the floor. Casey wraps her arms around my neck and grins at me.
“How will we celebrate?” I ask, nuzzling my nose against hers. “Eating your pussy seems like it goes with the theme.”
Mo meows in irritation and we both laugh.
“How about I take you upstairs and we finish our lazy day in bed before we were so rudely interrupted?”
“I’ll make us some food first,” I tell her. “You need sustenance if you’re going to keep up with me.”
Her nose scrunches. “I’m so sore, but just thinking about you being inside of me again has me aching. Why are you so addictive?”
“You started it.”
After an eventful half hour of playing grab-ass while I cook us lunch, I finally take my girl back to bed. She’s changed the sheets, but the covers are pulled back waiting for us.
“We’re going to get those dirty too.” I smirk at her as I remove my shirt. “Let’s shower first. I’m covered in drywall dust.”
Showering with Casey is my new favorite thing.
I immensely enjoy soaping her down from head to toe, rubbing my slippery hands all over her chest, ass, and thighs.
Plus, she washes my hair, her long fingernails lightly scraping over my scalp.
It’s relaxing and erotic all at once. As much as I’m eager to fuck her again, the shower just isn’t comfortable.
I like when I can stretch out with her in bed. Plus, the water gets cold too fast.
Once we’re clean and naked, we get back into bed. She snuggles against me, pressing her large tits against my chest. It’s a sensation I thoroughly enjoy. Besides her sweet, caring disposition, I think her tits are my second favorite part of her.
“You stay hard around me,” she murmurs, reaching between us to stroke my cock. “I turn you on that much?”
“You have no idea, babe. I won’t stop fucking you until my cock falls off. Fair warning.”
She giggles, her breasts jiggling with the movement. It gives me an idea. I roll onto my back and then grin at her.
“I want to see your pretty tits while you fuck me.” I reach over and pinch her nipple. “They’re so fucking perfect.”
“Since you’re a fan,” she teases, straddling me, “I’ll indulge you.”
Her pussy is slick as she rubs against my cock. I grab hold of it so she can impale herself on it. Once she’s fully seated, she bites on her bottom lip and sears me with a heated stare.
I grab hold of her gorgeous, fleshy hips, encouraging her to move. She obeys like a good girl. Her tits start bouncing with her movement and I’m fucking mesmerized.
“Beautiful,” I rasp out as I cup each of them. “So hot.”
Her hips work magic as she fucks me, doing all the work. I let the pleasure build and build as I tug, twist, and pinch her nipples. When she starts making needy whimpers, I know she’s close. I abandon one tit to find her clit. Within moments, she loses control.
The first jet of cum shoots inside her without warning, but I know she feels it.
She starts to slide off in a half-ass attempt to do the pull-out method, but I buck my hips up, not letting her get away.
I grab onto her waist, keeping her right where I want her as I fill her to the brim with my release.
We share a look of understanding. We’re playing with fire very early on in our new relationship and we know what the consequences are. And neither of us care.
“Come here,” I rumble, pulling her to me. “Let me hold you, babe.”
“I’ll squish you.”
I laugh at her words. “What the fuck ever. Come here.”
She stays on my cock while relaxing against my chest. I’m pretty sure she’s fucking insane if she thinks I don’t want to keep her like this forever. Even with my cock soft again while still inside her and cum everywhere, I don’t want to move an inch.
“I like this,” I rumble. “Me still inside you.”
“The books call it cock warming.” She laughs and more cum trickles out of her, pooling around the base of my dick. “It’s a thing.”
“Our thing.”
“Keep it up and you’re going to be forever tied to me, Brayden. We both know where this is going.”
I rub my palms down her back to find her big, beautiful ass. Earlier, while fucking her behind, was the hottest shit ever. The way her ass jiggled will be forever etched into my brain for spank bank material.
“I count myself lucky every second I get with you,” I murmur, lips finding her neck. “If I can extend my time with you, I’m going to fucking do it.”
She grows quiet and swallows hard. I can sense a wave of grief overcoming her.
Hugging her tight, I murmur assurances as she starts to cry.
Losing that baby was hard for her and won’t ever truly go away.
I hope to God I can give that to her one day.
If anyone deserves all the happiness in the world, it’s Casey.
“What if I…” She shudders, not finishing that statement. Lose another one. “I can’t go through that again.”
“The difference, if it happens again, is that I’m not going anywhere. I’ll hold you through all your ups and downs, babe. The good and the bad. I’m hoping I’ll be able to give you a helluva lot more good than bad.”
“You already have.”
She sits up so I can see her tearstained face. God, she’s incredibly beautiful. I can’t help but reach up and touch a silky strand of her blonde hair. She’s like an angel. Fucking perfect.
“This morning, I got the closure I needed to fully move on.” She runs her fingers over my chest and smiles. “I knew right then Derek and I had something safe and comfortable, but we didn’t come close to having this.”
“What’s this?”
“Love. Real, explosive, messy, untimely.”
“You’re welcome.”
She giggles at me which makes my dick perk back to life. Conveniently, I’m right where I need to be. Cockwarming is definitely our thing.
I wonder how many other things will become ours.
I can’t fucking wait to find out.