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With a hand braced beside her head and the other gripping the base of my cock, I angle my hips toward hers. Gliding the already damp head of my cock through her wet heat, we both groan. “You ready, sweetheart?”
She tugs me down over her, lips sealing against mine as she gasps, “Yes.”
I push into her slowly, savoring every sensation—every moment we’re having together for the first time. Her pussystretches wide as it flutters around my thick length and clamps down before I’m even fully seated. “Fuck, baby.”
I swallow her echoing moan as I thrust hard, needing to give her everything. “Oh-oh, mmm, Butch.” She’s a panting mess as her inner walls tighten around me, another orgasm washing over her. It’s a small one, not like the one I gave her last night or when she sat on my face just now, yet it has my cock weeping for more all the same.
And I fully intend on making her come so hard we both see stars by the end of the night.
Keeping a steady rhythm, I sink deep with every plunge of my cock. Fucking my girl like I know she needs; I start to pound into her. Harder. Faster. On every moan she gives me, I groan and fuck her harder until she’s meeting me thrust for thrust. Her heels dig into my ass, nails clinging to my lower back as if she’s afraid I’ll get up and walk away from her.
Not a chance in hell.
“Cass,” I groan, driving into her. Loving the wet slapping sounds coming from between us. The slick satin feel of her cunt is unlike anything.
“You feel so good, Butch,” she moans.
I nearly shudder as the slow clench of her pussy around my cock begins to tighten once again. I lift her hips in my hands, her back arching off the bed and changing the angle as I bring her to me—using her, ramming my cock deep within her tight grip.
“Yes, yes, yes—right th-there.” Her scream of ecstasy triggers my own release as I pound her onto my cock—once, twice, and on the third, I collapse over her. My cock is seated to the hilt as I come deep inside her hot, soaked cunt with a hiss of her name on my ragged breath.
I don’t pull out as I ease us slowly onto our sides, bringing her leg over mine so I can keep my cock right where it belongs. Panting, I kiss her forehead, sliding my arms under her to bringher even closer. “You can have both,” I say, kissing her again simply because I can.
She sighs, her head resting on my chest. “Hmm?”
I chuckle at how sated she sounds. “You asked if you could have both before,” I murmur, burying my nose in her neck and inhaling deeply. “You can have it all as long as I can have you.”
She’s quiet for a long moment, only the sound of her quick breath to be heard. Her hand slides up my chest and over my heart, as she tilts her head up. “You have me,” she whispers.
I lean in, capturing her lips with mine.
Twenty.
Cassidy
My tongue peeks outbetween my lips as I focus my hand on getting the swoop of the trees in the image how I want them.
Butch’s loud snore from beside me brings a smile to my face and causes me to lose focus. He’s already swatted my pen twice and nudged the tablet out of my hands once when he tugged me closer to him in his sleep.
I peer over at him, his thick, tatted forearm locked over my middle, holding me close. His face buried in the tangled mess of my hair I regret not putting up last night after the second round of…well, you know.
My cheeks heat and I clench my thighs together at the memory.
Last night was amazing. I couldn’t have asked for more. It was really,reallygood and so dang hot I saw stars at one point. Thelevel of intimacy and chemistry between us these last few weeks has been rising so quickly…
Then last night happened and it was everything—itiseverything. Butch Montgomery is my person. I can feel it in my chest and in the way he holds me even now in his sleep, clinging to me like he’s afraid I’ll disappear.
He makes me feel safe and protected and like I can be myself unapologetically. That wanting to sit at home on a Saturday night and watch old western movies with Frankie is normal and not boring at all. With him, I feel…whole.
Like I’m not so alone in this world anymore.
The thought brings an unwanted tear to my eye. I quickly swipe it away before it can land on Butch’s outstretched arm, sniffling quietly to choke back my emotions. I don’t even know why I’m getting emotional. I’ve never been happier than in this moment—quietly working on a small card design while a hunk of a man snores beside me. Holding me close and keeping me warm with his body heat, the early morning sun peeking in through the curtains.
If I could have this kind of morning every day, I’d live a happy life.
“What ya workin’ on, babe?” His groggy, sleep-heavy voice meets my ears and I smile at him squinting at the lit screen of my tablet in hand.
“Nothing in particular,” I say quietly. “Just playing around.”
