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“You wanna suck me, babe?” Expression solemn, she nodded, the dip of her chin nearly grazing his rising erection. He pressed down on the shaft with one thumb, bringing the head to her lips and she lapped at the tip. Warmth and the grazing touch of her tongue made his balls begin to draw up. Then she shifted and took his crown between her lips, into what felt like a furnace of wet heat. “God,” he groaned. She worked him over, tongue never ceasing movement, alternating the gentle caress with hard, cheek-hollowing sucks that threatened to strip him of any semblance of control.
“Jesus, Cassie.” He stroked the edge of her jaw, experiencing the movement of muscles in her jaw and throat as she took him deeper. “Gonna make me come like this.” Her hand lifted, fingers spread wide and he gripped, threading his through to hold tightly. “I wanna be in you the first time, baby, but it’s your show.”Her decision. If this was what she needed, then he’d give it to her. Not a difficult thing to take on, even if he desired something different.
She pulled off his cock with a pop, lips wet and swollen from sucking him. “Our show,” she chastised him gently before she bent forwards and nuzzled beside his cock, wetness smearing along her cheek. Then her tongue was at his balls, lapping and teasing, and he felt her lips plucking at his sac, trying to bring his balls into her mouth.
“If it’s—” He groaned and shifted, spreading his legs to give her more room and access, “—our show, then I want my mouth on you, too.”
Her palms pressed on his thighs and she rose to stand between his legs. He teased the tip of a nipple with his tongue then pulled it into his mouth on a hard suck, trapping it against his teeth. Her nails bit into his shoulder as she cradled his head against her chest. “Okay.” She gasped the word, and it took a moment to realize it was in response to his demand. Hoss leaned back and laughed, staring up into her face.
“Jesus, you’re gorgeous, Cassie.” Color flagging her cheeks competed with the rosy tint of her lips, and as he slipped a hand between her legs, his fingertips curled in to find slick wetness waiting for him. She closed her gleaming eyes and moaned again. Slipping and sliding between her labia, he teased the curve of her opening up to where her clit lay hidden. One stroke, then a second and he felt her quivering. Hoss cupped her ass and lifted, pulling her closer so he could capture her breast again, fingers exploring and testing to see where she was most sensitive, what she liked most, what would push her over the edge he knew she was riding along.
Releasing her nipple, he nuzzled in the valley between her breasts, lips seeking to bring even more pleasure. “Let loose, beautiful.” Her hips jerked when he circled her clit then pressed firmly against it, rocking back and forth quickly. Gaining speed and rhythm, she rode his hand, and he buried his face against her, ear to her chest, listening as her heart pounded a steady rhythm beneath his head. Beating with excitement and pleasure, not fear.
Resolved to always have it so with her, he urged her onwards, wanting to give her everything. “Gonna come? Gonna come for me?” Stretching his middle finger backwards, he circled her entrance and then plunged inside, her silken walls enveloping him as they tightened down.
She moaned again, then called his name in a voice filled with delicate gravel. “Hoss.” Her arm squeezed and her fingers gripped his hair.
Pairing a second finger with the first, he stroked in and out, thumb continuing to work across her blood-engorged clit. “Hoss,”—his name again, then she whispered—“kiss me.” Tipping his head back, he lifted his chin as she came down and he felt her clench tight around his fingers. Their kiss was filled with a desperate joy, his desire for her met in the middle with her enjoyment of the moment. “Hoss.” He trapped her cry with his mouth, steadying her with his other hand as she shook, body quaking with the force of her pleasure.
Easing his fingers from her, he stroked her slowly, pulling her to sit sideways on his lap. Her arms slipped to wrap loosely around his neck and she sighed as her head came to rest against his shoulder. They stayed like that for a moment, his soft stroking of her back soothing her through the remaining shudders from her orgasm. She moved, shifting on his legs as she drew close enough to put her mouth on his neck. “You don’t fight fair.”
“Wasn’t aware we were fighting.” His response made her giggle, soft puffs of air gusting across the sweat-dampened skin of his neck.
“If we were, I think I won.” One hand trailing down his chest, she teased the flat disk of his nipple with her nail. “I think it’s time for you to win, too.”
“I already won, Cassie.” Her neck arched as her head came up and she looked up at him, one brow lifted in question. He swooped to graze her lips with his before responding, “You’re in my arms, baby. That’s all I wanted.”
“Make love to me.”
The confidence in her words buoyed him, and he smiled at her. In response, he leaned backwards, shoving himself across the mattress with a heel to the sheets, taking her with him. He placed her back to his chest, nestling in behind her. “My pleasure, lovely lady.” He slipped a hand under her knee and lifted her leg, hooking it over his hip to keep her open for him. Cock in hand, he paused.Fuck. “Cassie, I need a condom.” Her head shook side to side, and he kissed the soft column of her throat. “Yeah, we need a condom, baby.”
“I have birth control.” He leaned up to look into her face. “Honest, Hoss. I’m covered.” A shadow chased across her features. “I’m clean, too.” The ghost of her voice recounting the doctor’s callous words about STD ran through his head.
“Me, too, honey. But I don’t want to put you at risk.” Her ass nestled back against his rigid cock and he thrust gently, the head sliding between the cheeks of her ass on a glide. “What do you want? I have a condom in my wallet and it won’t take a moment to get it.”
She reached between them and gripped his cock, placing the head against her opening. “I want you. Like this. I trust you, Hoss.”
The promise of her pussy almost more than he could stand, Hoss bent his head and kissed her softly, then settled behind her. Mouth to her shoulder, he pushed forwards with a slow, steady stroke, sheathing himself inside her for the first time. “God, baby.” His hips jerked, and the muscles in his back convulsed with a need to move. “All I can do to hold back. I wanna get as deep in you as I can.” Her leg shifted, and he took another inch, then another. “Fuck, you feel so good.” She made a noise, and he lifted, relaxing slightly when he saw the corners of her mouth were turned up. “So fucking good.” He pressed closer, hips rocking against her ass. “Mine, all mine. You belong to me now, you know that?” He bottomed out inside her, his dick wrapped in molten heat that glided across him like silk. Out, then in, he set a slow pace, trying to make it last. “You good, baby?”
“Oh, yeah.” Her breathless agreement was back to that gravel-filled tone, and he smiled, pressing his forehead between her shoulders. “I’m good, Hoss. So good.”
“Mmhmm. You are good. Good for me. God, you feel…”like home. He buried the words, trailing off and moving faster as he slid deep on a push, working his hips in a swivel as he held there, then out again, already starting to chase his orgasm. Lightning stuttered up his spine, and he followed it, hand sliding up her ribs to cup a breast. “I know I’m acting like it’s the first time.” He caressed her and then tightened his grip, plumping her flesh. “It is, with you. The most important time.” Shoving his arm under her head, he wrapped his hand around hers, fingers giving her a grip she used. Heat and weight built in him, an insistent pressure for him to move. “What do you need, baby? Hmm? I’m gonna come, buried in you. What do you need?”
“You, I just need you.” Her head bent forwards and he kissed the side of her neck. Fingers trailing down her belly, he shifted lower in bed, following the demands of his body by thrusting faster. He found and trapped her clit between finger and thumb, tweaking and pulling with a light pinch. She angled her body, leg still over his hip and suddenly there was more room for him to stroke even deeper. Her mouth was open and he heard her cry out, breathless and needy, their gazes locking as she came. Every muscle in her body stretched and froze in place, and the pulsing grip on his dick pulled him farther inside her until he spilled over, heat surrounding the head of his cock as his hips jerked again and again. “Hoss.”
He kissed her hard and fast, tongue keeping time with his strokes until she was gasping his name again and again. He jerked back in sudden fear and found her eyes wide open, still locked on him, a smile again curling the corners of her lips.
Hoss fell back onto the mattress behind her, grinning when she giggled at him. “Damn, baby,” he murmured. He pressed a kiss to her back, then licked salt from his lips. “Wore me out.” She giggled again and he relaxed more. “I’d do anything for you. You know that, right?”
“I know.” She shifted as if to pull away and he growled at her, making her giggle again. Her fingers were stroking through his hair when she said, “I’d do the same. I think I love you, Hoss.”
He opened one eye and stared at her profile over the curve of her bare breast. “Good.” He closed his eye and took a deep breath, still trying to bring his racing heart back under control.
“Good?” She slapped his shoulder gently, playfully. God, what a gift that she felt safe enough to be able to play in bed with him.Best feeling ever. “That’s all you have to say? I tell you I think I love you and all you can say is good?”
“Yeap.” He didn’t even open his eyes that time, earning him another light slap. He pouted and scolded her softly, “Hey.” She soothed his skin with a passing caress from her palm. “First, I’m still inside your body and I’m tryin’ to make every second count here. Second, you only think you love me.” He shoved against the mattress to get an elbow under his head, careful not to loom over her too much. “And third,” dipping down for a quick kiss, he watched her expression soften as she smiled. “It’s about damn time.”
