Page 75 of Phoenix

He carries me across the house and sits me on the kitchen table.

“Lie back.”

I oblige without question, fanning my hair back with my hands and lying down on the cool wood surface.

“Christ, look at you.” He is speaking softly, as if he is just talking to himself. “You’re fucking perfect.”

“No, I’m not. Not even close, but you make me feel like I am.” I slide my hands up to cup my own breasts through my tank top.

He bunches the material of my skirt in his strong hands and pushes it up to my waist, finding me completely bare underneath.

“You listened.”

“I am a good little girl when it benefits me.” I smirk, but it rolls into a moan when he slides his finger up and down my slit, spreading my moisture around.

“I’m going to fuck you until you scream.” I can hear the clink of his belt as he opens it. “Any objections?”

I place my feet on the edge of the table and open my knees even more for him. I look down and catch a glimpse of him, still completely dressed in his uniform, save for the opening in his slacks where he’s currently rolling on a condom.

“Not. A. Single. One,” I sigh out and before the final syllable leaves my lips, he plunges into me, fucking me senseless, just as he promised, right on his table.

The three days after our delicious lunch date pass by in a blur of wild sex, laughter, conversation, and everything in between with Case and me.

From sex on his sofa with me on top, to sex in his shower, his kitchen counter, on top of his dryer, against his front door, and on the living room floor.

He’s had me all over that house. We’ve never had sex in the same place twice. It’s almost like that was a personal choice he’d made with himself, but I was more than happy to oblige.

Sex with Case is fucking epic.

The best I’ve ever had and the best I’ll ever have.

Between his strong frame, tender hands, rough touch, and ability to move those hips in ways that shouldn’t be legal, he finds spots inside of me and on my body I didn’t even know existed.

He may have actually given me my first orgasm from penetration. I mean, my clit wasn’t being touched at all, since I was on all fours and he was behind me, so G-spot orgasm for the win!

It’s been an easy, smooth, casual experience, so when he texted me two hours ago and asked me to be ready because he wanted to take me out, I must say I was a little shocked.

Shocked but incredibly excited because...I miss him.

Which doesn’t make any sense because he was just inside of me sixteen hours ago, but it’s true. I miss him.

So here I am, standing in the guest room of my best friend’s house, getting ready for a date with Case Carmichael.

“Whoa, look at you,” I hear Amelia say from the doorway. “Where are you going?”

I chose a simple pair of jeans and a tight, black off-the-shoulder top. Case tends to kiss my shoulders a lot, so I thought I’d give him something to look at all night.

“Just out for a bit.”

Case and I decided not to tell Amelia and Grayson that we’ve been seeing each other in any capacity, but it is killing me not to tell my friend. I know keeping things secret was my idea, and I still don’t want them to know we’ve been sleeping together, but I need to gush about something.

“Same person you’ve been seeing a lot the past few days?” Ah my dear best friend. Never misses a beat. I’ve been telling her I’m going out because I’ve made a couple of friends on the beach, but clearly she knows better.

“Well...yeah.” I can barely get the words out before she closes the door and plops on my bed.

“All the details. I want every single one,” she urges me.

“Promise not to say anything to anyone? I mean it, Amelia.”

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