“Oh god.”
“Not God, baby. Rivers. Kodie Rivers.”
“Christ. You might seem different to all the others, but really, you’re just a hockey player, aren’t you?” she teases.
“It runs through my blood, Trouble. Just like I think it does yours.”
“Mmm,” she groans as I kiss down her chest.
“Can’t get enough.”
“Take it all,” she offers, shamelessly spreading her thighs.
My hand automatically drops to her pussy, and I drag my fingers through her. My cock jerks as I push my cum back inside her.
“Yesss,” she hisses.
I work her until she’s begging and precum is leaking from my tip, then I flip onto my back and lift her onto me.
Handing over control never used to be a part of my playbook, but everything is different with Casey.
I groan as she grinds her hot pussy against my shaft.
This is what I’ve been dreaming of every single minute of every single day since I left.
“Kodie,” she whimpers, lifting her hands to her hair as she teases me.
The move lifts her tits, and my hands move on instinct, cupping them both and pinching her nipples between my fingers.
She arches into me, desperately seeking more.
“Put me inside you, baby. Let me feel your pussy sucking me deep.”
She doesn’t need to be asked twice. Immediately, she reaches for me and lifts up a little before teasing me at her entrance.
My teeth grind with impatience.
“Casey,” I hiss.
She smiles at me, and I swear that, along with the desire in her eyes and her incredible body above mine, causes my soul to leave my body.
That is, until she drops down on me, and then I swear my soul leaves my body.
Ho-ly fuck.
“Ride me. Take what you need. Let me watch you fall apart.”
With our eyes locked, she does exactly as she’s told, riding my dick like a fucking goddess.
I watch her in awe, teasing her breasts, skimming my hands over her curves.
She’s a fucking vision.
“You’re close,” I tell her as her grip on my cock increases.
“Yes,” she gasps. “More. Give me more.”
Slipping my hand to her front, I brush my thumb against her clit.
