Page 63 of Strong Side
He wraps his other arm around my waist, guiding my hips up and down on his hand. He sucks on my bottom lip, then releasesit with a pop. “Are you gonna come for me like this? Or do you want my cock?”
The logistics might be challenging, but I’m up for it. “Cock. Definitely cock.”
His hand slides out of my pants, and I lean my hip against the center console for balance as Casey helps me push my jeans over my hips enough so I can pull at least one leg out. Not the most comfortable position, but I can’t wait. I need him now.
I reach down and unbutton his jeans, lifting my body off of him as much as I can so he can adjust his hips to slide his jeans down his legs. The head of his cock is already peeking out of his boxers. I help pull them down, and his cock springs free. I grip him in my hand, straddle him, and line his erection up with my pussy.
“Fuck,” he groans. “I’ll never ever tire of seeing you dripping for me.” He’s watching us come together as I sink down onto his cock.
For a minute, I just sit there and feel him inside me. Being with Casey like this leaves no doubt in my mind that he’ll be mine forever. The way he watches me, the way he touches me … makes me feel wanted. And loved.
His hips start to thrust. “I can’t hold it. I gotta move, baby.”
This is the first time he’s called mebaby, and I’m a fan. Everything just feels likemoretoday. Could be because of what happened at the bar with Trey, but I don’t think that’s the only reason. Our conversation in this car makes me feel connected to him on a whole new level.
“Casey, don’t stop.” I grind down, meeting his thrusts.
“You gonna come for me? Soak my cock?” His hands are on my hips, squeezing, but it feels good.
I lean down to kiss him, and it changes our position, and the friction on my clit nearly sets me off. “Fuck, Casey.” I suck his tongue into my mouth as our hips roll.
He moves his mouth to my neck, kissing, sucking. “I could stay inside you, just like this, all fucking day.” He nips my earlobe. “I’m not gonna last much longer. Come for me, baby.”
I sit back up, feeling him deeper again. “I’m so close,” I pant. “Don’t come yet. Wait for me.”
“Always.” He reaches down between us and strokes my clit. “That’s it. You’re so fucking pretty. The way you take me, the way you look when you come, you look like a goddess. You look like mine.”
One hand is on his chest, and the other is on the window. I feel like I’m about to lose control.
“Casey!” I drop my head back. “I’m coming! Come with me. Now!”
I look down at him, taking his face in my hands. Our eyes are locked as the first pulse of my orgasm hits.
He sucks in a breath and groans, “Fuck! I can feel you coming. Can you feel me, baby? Can you feel me claiming this pussy?” He keeps rubbing my clit as we both come.
My breaths become unsteady as a whole new level of loving this man hits me. I don’t ever want there to be a time that he’s not with me. I wouldn’t survive it.
“Casey, I love you so much; it hurts.”
“I don’t want it to hurt, pretty girl. I want it to consume you, like you consume me.” One of his hands slides into my hair. “You’re everything to me. Always.”
I bend down to kiss him as my orgasm fades. I never want to stop kissing him.
He pulls back and kisses one cheek, then the other. “I swear, I couldn’t love you more. Then tomorrow comes, and I love you even more. Every day, it’s like that for me. I guess that’s what happens when you fall in love with your best friend.”
“Casey, you’re gonna make me cry.” I kiss him.
“I never want to make you cry, pretty girl. It’s my job to only make you smile.” Both of his hands cup my face as he kisses me.
The thing with Casey is, I believe what he says because his actions match his words. I could never trust Trey because he never treated me the way Casey does. I knew what it felt like to be loved by Casey in a friendship way, but being loved like this … I never want it to end.
CHAPTER
TWENTY-FOUR
CASEY
Despite losingin the first round of the playoffs, I’ve never been happier. Coach commended me on stepping it up when the guys got down. Keeping your head in the game isn’t easy, especially with the stakes of playing for Walker. As the season ended, Coach said my senior year looked promising and that he had big plans for me. I’m more of a lead-by-example kind of leader though, so I’m not sure what he means.
