She inhales sharply before another moan begins. I remove my mouth from her and tuck my feet underneath me, sitting on my heels. One hand goes between her legs, rubbing circles over her clit, while two fingers on my other hand go back inside of her.
“Oh, fuck,” she says, her voice hoarse.
“Come for me, Sasha, and say my name when you do.”
My fingers increase their speed in both places until she’s clenching around them and screaming my name into her mattress.
“Carson!” she cries out. I’ve never enjoyed hearing my name more than I do right now.
Before she comes down from her high, I pull my dick out and spit on my hand, getting it nice and slick. Lining it up with her entrance, I push deep inside, and she cries out again.
“Fuck, Sasha. You feel so fucking good,” I tell her.
Gripping her hips, I thrust into her again and again. Our bodies smack together hard, the noise echoing off of her bedroom walls.
Seconds later, she calls out my name.
“Carson,fuck, I’m going to come!”
“Come, little girl. Come all over my cock,” I coax her.
When she clenches around my dick, it takes all the willpower in the world to pull out before I come inside of her. Instead, I come all over her ass, painting it white.
“Holy. Shit,” she pants when it's all over.
I take a few moments to catch my breath before I hop out of bed.
“Don’t move unless you want a bigger mess than you’ve already got.”
She looks to the side, and I wink at her. The sight of her on her knees, back arched, ass in the air, with my cum splattered across her ass, has me ready to go all over again. Instead, I go into the bathroom and grab a towel.
“Here, let me help you with that,” I say.
I rub the towel over her ass, cleaning up all traces of myself on her. When I’m done, I roll it into a ball and toss it onto the floor.
“Thank you,” she says as we both sit back down on the mattress. “For not… coming inside of me again.”
“Well, after seeing how sick you were last night, I didn’t want to cause you to have to go through that twice.”
There’s a bit of a pause where neither of us says anything. But our eyes never leave one another.
“Carson, huh?”
“Mmmhmm,” I nod, tight-lipped.
“I like it.” She shoots me a shy smile before kissing me gently on the cheek.
Then she darts into the bathroom quickly to get ready for her day.
Chapter Twenty-Five
When I getout of the shower, Blade is already dressed and gathering his tools to leave. I stop just outside of the bathroom, wrapped in my towel.
“I can give you a ride to work if you’d like?” he looks hopeful like he really wants me to agree to let him help me.
But I can’t. It’s bad enough I fell asleep on him last night, and he slept over. Not to mention the morning quickie. These aren’t things you do when you’re trying to keep distance between yourself and another person.
But the Blade that came over last night differed greatly from the one I’m trying to stay away from. That Blade is the one I want in my life, but I know he’s only going to be around in private. It’s the public Blade that I’m worried about.