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Chapter Eight

Never in her life had she ever been so blunt. Cassie was used to staying clear of situations like this, and yet, she wanted to play dangerously. Slade wasn’t like any of the boys she’d grown up with. When he looked at her, he didn’t see a trailer kid. He just saw Cassie, and she liked that.

“You want me to fuck you?” he asked.

“Yes, do you want me to repeat myself and do it slowly?”

He lifted her up, and she gave a little squeal, wrapping her legs around his waist.

“You need to put me down,” she said.

“I’m not letting you go until I’m good and ready.” He gripped her ass tightly, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on.

Slade didn’t wait around, and carried her upstairs toward her bedroom. He wasn’t friendly as he dropped her onto the bed, and she gave a little bounce. Pushing her hair off her face, she watched him as he began to remove his jeans.

She noticed he took his time, easing the jeans over his cock. When he turned, she saw why. He was rock hard. The top was red, pulsing, and slick with pre-cum.

“Is this what you want, babe?” He wrapped his fingers around the shaft, and began to move his fist up and down the length.

“Yes.” Why wasn’t she embarrassed, or trying to hide? The way he looked at her, it was like he wanted to eat her. She’d gladly have his lips on her body, or any part of him even. He’d made her feel oh so good, and she didn’t want to lose that feeling.

“Then lie back, and spread those pretty thighs.”

“I want you to wear a condom.”

He reached into his pocket on the floor, and pulled out a condom.

“You were that certain I’d cave.”

“This may come as a surprise to you, Cassie, but I didn’t have any intention of fucking you tonight. I’ve thought about it a lot, but I didn’t think I’d be allowed.” He crawled onto the bed. “I knew you had a dirty side under all of that pristine cleanliness you seem to keep around you.”

Cassie smiled, and pressed a kiss to his lips. It was rather chaste considering less than five minutes ago his face had been between her thighs. “I never once said that I was a prude.”

“And you shave your pussy.” He glided his fingers over the smooth flesh of her pussy, and she gasped. He slid a finger through her slit, teasing her sensitive clit, and then down to plunge inside her. “You’re so wet. I may hurt you.”

“You’re not too big, Slade. I’m not stupid. I know for a fact you’ll fit.”

“Oh, you do, do you?” He pushed her down and spread her thighs wide. The tip of him was poised at her entrance. His gaze was on where they were about to cross that line from neighbors and friends to lovers. She wasn’t afraid or nervous.

Cassie wanted his dick. She wanted him to fuck her so hard that she couldn’t think straight.

Slade never talked about his women. He never made them feel stupid, or small. Yes, he rejected them, but Cassie was going in with her eyes open. If in the morning he didn’t want to remember this, she was more than okay with that.

He pressed an inch inside her. “Are you okay?” he asked.

There was a wicked glint in his eyes, and she raised her brow. “Are you even inside me?”

Maybe it was the wrong thing to say, or the right one, as he grabbed her hips, and slammed every inch of his impressive length inside her, making her cry out his name.

Slade wasn’t a small man, not at all. In fact, he was a very large, and she wasn’t used to his size. However, it wasn’t painful at all.

“Fuck, you’re so incredibly tight. I can feel every fucking pulse of your pussy, baby. So perfect.” He dropped a kiss to one nipple, and then the other, before moving up to poise just above her.

Gripping his arms, she ran her hands up to lock behind his neck.

“You feel so fucking amazing,” he said. His hand went from her hip, to her thigh, then back down to grasp her ass tightly.

Slade wasn’t gentle. His touch was really hard, and she knew that in the morning she’d have bruises that matched his hands. She didn’t care.

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