Page 54 of Because of Her

I tease her neck with my tongue as I slip the straps of her dress down her shoulders, revealing the simple black bra she wears underneath. The padding is thin, and I can see the mounds of her taut nipples through the fabric. Pulling the cups down, I take one breast in my mouth while I knead the other. My teeth and tongue catch against her firm nipple while I pinch at the other. She moans as she drags her hands along my torso, tracing the lines of my abdomen and down to the waistband of my pants.

Smiling up at me, she drags the waistband of my sweats down. My cock bounces free, firmer than it’s been in years and aching for her touch. The tip glistens in anticipation. As soon as my feet are free, I wrap my arms around Cassidy and lift her up. Her legs wrap around me as I walk her to the bedroom.

I lay her gently on the bed. Her dress bunches at her middle, breasts still bouncing above the cups of her bra, her black lace panties on display.

She’s a vision. I stare at her stunning face, her beautiful body, committing every single pixel of this picture to my memory. I will never forget how perfect she looks, lips swollen from our kiss, bare chest heaving, and that wet patch on her panties showing me how much she wants this.

I lean over her to take her breast back into my mouth, grazing my teeth against her nipple. When she gasps in a playful response, I trace my fingers down her front. Kissing my way down, I bunch the dress up further to reveal as much of her to me as possible.

Spreading her legs, I run my tongue along the edge of her panties.

Cassidy whimpers as I kiss her inner thigh and trace a finger along her seam. I can feel how wet she is through the fabric, but I push it to the side to spread the moisture around.

My mouth finds the waist of her underwear, and I drag it down to her ankles. I pause to take in the sight of her, spread out before me, before kissing my way back toward the apex of her thighs.

“Fuck, Rogue.” It comes out as a whisper as I plant a kiss behind her knee.

“Please do,” she whispers back.

My finger is still rubbing slow circles around her clit, and she groans when I remove it. But when I plant a kiss right on her core, the groan turns into a satisfied whimper. My tonguetraces a path along her opening, and I kiss her again before flicking the sensitive bud with the tip of my tongue.

She tastes musky yet sweet, and it only takes one lick for me to become addicted. I want more, need more. I could taste her over and over again for the rest of my life.

Her hands grab at my hair as I gorge on her taste, lapping up the wetness trickling out of her. With my thumb pushing gentle pressure on her clit, and my tongue never giving up, I trace one finger around her opening before slowly inserting it. I curve it up to hit her walls, then ease it out to add a second finger.

“Cal,” she calls out between her moans. The shortened version of my name has never sounded so perfect.

I can feel she is close by how her walls are constricting around my fingers, so I pump them harder, faster. As I suck on her clit, she thrusts against me, fucking herself with my fingers. Her moans grow heavy as she reaches her peak, shuddering against me before collapsing back into the mattress. I steal a final taste, licking away her wetness and sucking her juices from my fingers as I bring my body over hers.

I want to soak into her, to feel her wrap around my cock, but the uncertainty between us is holding me back. Leaning down, I claim her mouth again. The musky flavour of her come blends with the fruity remnants on her tongue. My fingers dive through her hair.

Her hips buck up to meet mine, the wetness from her pussy slides along my length in a way that feels effortless and right. That’s how this whole evening feels. Right.

Keeping my mouth on hers, I reach for the bedside drawer and pull out a condom. Cassidy reaches between us, palming my firm length.

“Fuck,” she whimpers. She bites her lip as she watches me roll on the condom.

Reaching for me again, she grasps firmly. Pumping my dick a few times, she tugs it closer to her entrance. My balls draw up at the thought of burying myself deep inside her.

Leaning down, I push her hair back to whisper in her ear. “Are you sure?”

“Very.”

I ease myself inside her, giving her time to adjust to the size of my cock. When I feel her walls relax, I pull out before thrusting back into her. A groan escapes me. A moan escapes her.

Cassidy pulls my face to hers, devouring my mouth while I pump furiously into her. With one hand, I reach between us to pinch her nipple.

My release comes hard and fast as Cassidy reaches her own climax, and I collapse over her. Foreheads touching, the words are so close to my lips. So close to falling out.

I love you.I keep them to myself. For now.

We fell asleep tangled with each other on my bed, stirred enough while the night was still dark to crawl under the blankets. Cass ended up in one of my tees, and in the morning light, I can feel her bare legs entwined with mine.

My nose brushes the nape of her neck and I breathe her in. I’ve imagined this moment for years. Decades. But nothing could have prepared me for how perfect waking up next to Cassidy is. How natural it feels.

Stirring awake, I feel Cassidy let out a deep yawn and she leans into me.

“Morning,” she whispers. Her voice is husky, awakening a primal need in me. I reach under the shirt she wears, trailing my fingers over her nipples.

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