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“You want this cock, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” she whimpered.
“Show me that downward dog.” I slapped her ass, the noise echoing through the room. She jerked, a raw handprint left in its wake. Fuck, she was perfection. She did as I said, those long legs stretching up as I slid my hand around her waist and held her up, appreciating those black boots even at this angle. I rubbed my cock against her lips, soiling myself in the evidence of how wet she already was.
This fucking position had been the bane of my existence over the last few weeks. I drove into her, her body going rigid and lethargic all at once as I held her up with one arm. My other on her hips as I eased out of her inch by inch and dove into her again. Her tight pussy was a welcome sight and feel. My cock squeezed inside of her so painfully and perfectly.
“I want you to milk me, you filthy slut. I want to come so hard inside of you, you can feel me pulsing into this tight pussy of yours.”
“Yes,” she breathed as I drove into her again. Pound after pound, she slowly became a limp doll in my hand as I kept her body hanging over my clamped arm.
I flipped her over onto her back, spreading her thighs wide as I drove into her again, balls deep. The headboard began banging against the wall, back and forth, as I fucked her the way she deserved and begged for. She slid her fingers down to her clit and began to play with herself, those delicate little fingers circling with ferocity.
“Eric,” she cried. “You’re going to make me come.”
I grabbed her neck and kissed her fiercely before growling into her ear. “You don’t come until I tell you to. Is that understood?”
“Yes,” she breathlessly rasped. She whined when I kissed her, her hot breath becoming mine as I fucked us both into oblivion. I closed her knees together and, with a roll of her hip, pushed so she was lying down on her side, trapping her hand between her legs as I took her from behind.
Her eyes and mouth went wide from the change of position. “What the fuck?” she cried breathlessly.
At this angle… and inside of her was my undoing.
“Come for me, baby,” I said, grabbing her throat from behind and biting down on the side of her lip. My body tensed and when I ate her screams and moans, feeling the shudder of her pussy contract and milk everything my cock had to give, I blew, grunting into her mouth as I held her jaw firmly in place. I spilled into her, weeks of pent-up tension finally releasing.
Another wave hit her as she screamed out my name, her sweet pussy pushing around my cock like a tidal wave. Her hand cupped around my face as we lay there momentarily, clinging to each other.
I watched the ripple of tension leave her face, even when her eyes were shut, I saw every expression twist into a satisfied submission or smile. Her body slowly went limp and her thick eyelashes batted open revealing those big blue eyes.
“Wow,” she said, catching her breath. I slowly pulled out of her and dropped to the bed, all masculine pride filling me.
I cradled her into my chest as she hooked her black boot around my calf.
“My underwear is still hanging around one of my boots,” she said in disbelief.
“Next time I’ll rip them off,” I growled. She tucked herself under my chin, our breathing slowly creeping into unison. Wow indeed. She’d been my perfect little toy, akin to my perverse talk and fucking.
Her continued silence didn’t sit well with me, however. I could spend hours like this, silent, but if I’d learnt anything about Cassidy, she always had something to say.
“Are you okay?” I asked, almost self-conscious. Had I been too rough for her? Maybe she didn’t like the way I fucked. Her body certainly seemed to.
Tension rippled out of me when she finally spoke. Nervously she admitted, “If I’m being honest, I didn’t think you’d want me in this way.”
I angled my head so I could look down at her. “Any man would be crazy not to want you.” And I realized then that I said the wrong thing because her expression flickered with hurt before she retreated into a weak smile.
“It seems most men like to have me and then discard me,” she said vulnerably. My heart dropped out of my chest and bled all over the quilt between us. How could anyone discard her? They had a taste of this perfect woman and they threw her away? How could someone so beautiful and capable be so unsure of themselves?
I grabbed her hand and pressed a kiss to it. “Then they’re all fucking idiots.”
A soft, unbelieving expression rolled over Cassidy’s features. But I felt guilty of the same, because what she was searching for, I wasn’t entirely sure I could deliver. I hadn’t been emotionally available to any woman for almost two decades now. And the thought and feeling of wanting to give Cassidy everything she asked for terrified me. Because what if she took it all away too. Or even worse, I couldn’t be the man that she wanted me to be at all.
Chapter 27
Cassidy
We’d taken various bumpy dirt roads. Every time Eric and I made eye contact, a knowing smile crept over us both. Last night and this morning, hands down, had been the best sex of my life. Had someone told me I’d be called a slut while having sex and enjoyed it, I would’ve laughed in their face. Where I might’ve once thought its connotations were belittling, a heat rose to my cheeks and it turned me on. I liked hearing Eric purr it instead of my name. I liked knowing that I was his object, his sweet little toy to fuck as he pleased. I loved that I got him off.
I bit my bottom lip as we hit another bump. I was rather bemused. Here I thought he’d be a teddy bear in the sheets but he’d definitely lived up to his name and he was right, I was bruised and sore. But his aftercare made up for his bruising fucking and scolding words. I was already at his mercy and falling way too deeply. That sex last night had urged my ever-too-quickly falling heart. And there was nothing I could do about it.
