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“I know,” she whispered against his chest. “Thank you, Cade. Thank you for coming for me, for stopping me from doing something horrible. I was in such a dark, terrible place, and I just couldn’t see my way out of it. Knowing that you love me, that you want me in your life, it makes all the difference in the world to me. It gives me purpose for living.”

“Cass, baby, listen to me,” he said, gripping her shoulders. “Whether I’m here or not, you have everything to live for. Now, don’t get me wrong, I have no intentions of leaving you any time soon. But if the worst happens, you have to promise me you will go on. You can’t do this to your family. Look at these men. They’ll never be the same because of what happened here. The men that died didn’t even choose to die. The choice was taken from them.”

“I know,” she said, shaking her head. “I know, and I feel awful every time I think about it. I’m so lucky, Cade, so very lucky to have you.” She hugged him around the waist, and he kissed the top of her head. Cass couldn’t help herself. She rubbed her body against the hard ridge at the front of his jeans, and he groaned.

“Baaabeee,” he moaned.

“I know. We have to go, but it could be quick,” she smiled. Cade laughed as she lifted her dress. The tiny white thong was the only thing between him and ecstasy.

“Fuck,” he muttered.

Shoving his jeans to his knees, he took a seat on the bed, and she straddled him, impaling herself on his thick dick. Gripping the back of his neck, she rocked back and forth, up and down, as Cade took her mouth with force. His tongue tangled with hers, tasting her, needing her. His fingers were digging into her ass cheeks, pressing her into him.

Cass couldn’t stand the confines of the dress. Ripping it over her head, she tossed it aside. Her breasts bounced up and down in the bra, and she could see the desire in Cade’s face. Lifting it above her breasts, they spilled below, and she shook them against his chest.

“Fuck, yea, baby girl,” he moaned, squeezing them. “Love these fucking tits.”

“Make me cum,” she gasped.

Cade flipped her to her back, lifting her knees higher as he penetrated as far as he could. Sucking on one nipple, he could feel her walls tighten around him, squeezing him dry.

“Fuck, baby, do that again,” he moaned. She did it again and again, Cade moaning like a wounded animal. With her legs wrapped around his shoulders, he reached between them, his thumb brushing against her sweet, hard little pebble.

Cass arched her back, the feelings rippling through her body as she shook with relief. Feeling his hot cum spill out of her, she immediately wanted more but knew the others would be waiting downstairs.

“We gotta go, baby,” he said, kissing her.

“I know, but I want more,” she mewled, gripping his cock. She wrapped her tongue around him, licking him clean.

“Son-of-a-bitch, Cass,” he gasped. “Get dressed. Put your fucking clothes on and get ready.”

“For what?” she asked, grinning up at him.

“You’re about to join the mile-high club, baby.”

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