Page 24 of Cade

With one deft twist of his hand, he unhooked the bra, letting it fall from her shoulders. Firm white globes bounced against him; his cock stiffened to the point of pain. Laying her back against the bed, he tugged on her skirt, tossing it to the floor as she kicked off her shoes. Cade started to unzip his pants, then stopped.

“Are you sure, Cass? I’m hurting for you, baby, but I’m big. Really big.”

“I know,” she smiled, nodding. “I’ve seen.” He jerked back, grinning at her.

“You’ve seen? Explain, Cassidy Pechkin,” he said with a serious tone.

“I meant that I’ve seen you get hard and felt it. When we slow dance, you get hard, and it presses against my body. I know it’s big; you’re big.”

“I’ll go slow, Cass.” She nodded as he lowered his jeans, kicking them sideways. Feeling it and seeing it were two different things. Cade was definitely big. Big, thick, and he was so hard, it was purple. She saw the glistening drop of pre-cum at his tip and started to reach for him, but he held her hand. The big, thick vein running along the length was throbbing, painfully blue.

“If you touch me, Cass, I’ll be done.”

She nodded, opening her knees wide to accommodate him. Letting her legs rise up the back of his thighs, he let a low rumble escape his chest. Touching her folds, he slid a finger inside to see how she would react.

“It’s just me, baby.”

“I know,” she smiled. “I’m looking right at you, Cade.”

She was wet, and that was a good sign, but Cade wanted her to cum. Sliding another big, long finger into her, he wiggled them up and down, then in and out. Her hips gyrated upward, and he grinned, kissing her passionately. Feeling her walls squeeze around his fingers, his thumb stroked her hard button, and she gasped. Seconds later, her love coated his fingers, and he tasted her, relishing in the sweet, saltiness of Cass.

“Ready now, baby?” She nodded as he lined up his big purple head, touching her and gently pushing forward. Her mouth opened in a big ‘O,’ and he smiled down at her. “You have to tell me if I’m hurting you.”

“I’m not sure that can be helped, Cade. You’re massive,” she said, looking down at just the tip of his head touching her. He rolled his hips forward, pushing the big head inside her, then stilled. Bending down, he kissed her passionately, their tongues dancing as Cassidy’s flesh burned for him.

“More,” she breathed against his lips, “more.”

“Hold on, baby girl, hold on,” he said, rocking back and forth. He looked down and could see about half of his cock was inside her. Just seeing it made him want to explode, but he knew that they had to see if she could take all of him. Without thought, Cassidy raised her legs and hooked them over his biceps, giving him more room.

“Perfect, sweet girl,” he said, kissing her. He pushed again, his cock completely encased in her warmth and wetness.

“Oh, oh, wow,” she said, squirming a little.

“Are you alright? Should I stop?” Please don’t fucking tell me to stop.

“No, no, just move,” she pleaded.

That he could do. He felt her walls tighten around him and let a low growl escape his chest. She was so wet; the sound was erotic, driving him insane. Little Cassidy took all of him. Every last fucking inch of his six-feet-seven body. Two hundred and seventy-five pounds hovering above her. If he’d had a quarter inch more, they’d be out of luck, but she was filled with Cade, and he was fucking loving it.

Gripping one nipple, he rubbed it gently between his fingers, rocking into her.

“Oh, Cade,” she moaned. “More, more.”

“Fuck, Cass, I need to cum, baby. I’m not wearing a condom.” She shook her head.

“I don’t care,” she said, staring up at him. “I’m on the pill. I’m clean. You’re clean. Just please, make me cum!”

Cade chuckled and began moving fast and faster. Cassidy instinctively rolled her hips upwards, her legs tightening around his back. As she did, he lifted her ass cheeks, forcing his cock to hit her sweet spot, sending her into joyous convulsions of satisfaction.

“Fuck! Fuck, Cass!” he groaned, releasing inside her. He filled her in every sense of the word, the creamy white of their joined bodies dripping from her. He didn’t even pull out. He just kept rocking gently, kissing her sweetly. He started at her ear, then around her jaw until he was on her lips.

“Are you good, baby?” he asked with concern.

“I’m perfect,” she nodded. “There was no denying it was you, Cade. No denying one single, beautiful, long inch.”

Cade laughed, kissing her again. His phone buzzed, and he turned to see that the others were asking them to come down for dinner. Showing the message to Cass, she nodded, smiling at him.

“Tonight, Cade, no more you on top of the blankets and me beneath. Tonight, it’s you and me naked in this bed.”

“Fucking happy to do that, baby. Fucking happy.”

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