I moan and fall back on the desk, allowing Cassian to guide one of my legs over his shoulder and then the other. I tilt my head up and watch Cassian as he stares at my pussy. Something about that is inexplicably hot. I clench, and more of my juices leak out of me.
“So wet…” Cassian growls before shoving his face in between my thighs and making me crazy with need.
He eats me out in desperate, forceful strokes. His tongue plunges inside my tight little hole, in and out, and back up to circle my clit. I cry out and claw the desk, seeking something to keep me grounded during this hurricane of pleasure.
Cassian pulls back for a second, making me whine in frustration. He grabs my hands and puts them on his head. I instantly fist his hair, which causes him to grunt in approval. “You need to hang on to something, you hang on tome, baby girl.”
I nod and shove his head in between my legs again, making him chuckle into my soaking wet folds. I feel the vibrations every-fucking-where, putting me right on the edge.
Cassian sucks on my clit and thrusts a finger inside me without warning. I moan at the unexpected invasion, wiggling my hips to get him to go deeper.
He leans back slightly so he can watch himself fuck me with his finger. The sloppy, wet sounds fill the small room and makeme tremble in anticipation. I can’t contain the whimper that spills out when he adds a second finger. I’m close, so, so close…
Cassian’s eyes snap to mine. He looks at me like he’s going to rip me to shreds with his intense desire. I can’t wait to let him. I slam my eyes shut as a delicious wave of ecstasy sweeps through my body and rattles my bones.
“Fuck, that’s it, sweetheart. Goddamn, this juicy cunt,” he grunts before leaning down and sucking on my clit in time with the thrusts of his fingers.
I hold my breath as my muscles draw up tight. For a moment I’m suspended in empty space, hovering, flying. The hard, merciless rhythm of his tongue is almost painful on my clit, overwhelming in the most glorious way. He twists his fingers and curls them up, breaking the tension over my body as the first wave of my orgasm floods through me.
I bow my back off the desk and cry out, my legs slamming shut against his head, trapping him there. Cassian slides his hands under my ass and squeezes the soft flesh. Hard. I buck against his mouth as my orgasm drips out of me. The thought of marking him with my release is so filthy, yet such a turn-on. I grind against him again, nearly losing my mind when he growls and bites down on my clit.
The sting of his teeth, followed by the smooth heat of his tongue, has me coming again. The orgasm quickly rips through my body, leaving me breathless and unable to move once I come down.
Cassian lowers my legs and scoops me up, carrying me bridal style through the cabin. I laugh softly and kick my legs, peppering kisses along his jaw and neck until we get to the bedroom.
He looks down at me with unbridled lust, which is only magnified when I see his mouth still glistening with my release. Idon’t stop to think about it; I lean up and kiss him, tasting myself on his lips and moaning softly as he opens up for me.
One minute, we’re licking and kissing and devouring each other, and the next, I’m falling through the air, only to land on the bed. Taking the hint, I sit up and whip my t-shirt over my head so I’m only in my bra. Cassian’s eyes are wide, almost like a cartoon character. I giggle and then moan when Cassian climbs on top of me and takes my lips in another wild kiss. I spread my legs for him, my bare pussy grinding against his jean-covered cock.
“Such a dirty fucking girl, aren’t you, Blakely?” Cassian whispers as he drags his nose and lips down my throat and chest, placing a kiss between my breasts.
“Only for you,” I tell him truthfully.
Cassian looks up from in between my breasts, his eyes soft this time. I can tell he likes that he’s my first everything. I like it, too.
“I want to see you, too,” I pout, remembering all his delicious muscles from the morning I walked in on him working out.
Cassian looks conflicted like he wants to be naked but doesn't want to leave me for a single second.
"Let me help," I offer, giving him what I hope is a sexy smile.
“That’s the best damn idea I’ve heard in a long time, sweetheart.” He winks at me, leaning back when I push on his chest.
Together, we stand and strip him out of everything until we’re face to face, Cassian in his boxer briefs and me in my bra. He reaches out and cups my breasts, then slides his hands to my back to undo the clasp.
“Wait,” I whisper, my heart thudding uncontrollably in my chest.
Cassian freezes, his deep green eyes searching mine to see what’s wrong.
“You first,” I say with a grin, eyeing his barely contained erection.
Cassian smiles deviously and hooks his thumbs in the waistband of his underwear, pulling them down to reveal his intimidating and angry-looking cock. It’s hard, massive, and…beautiful. I’ve never seen one in real life, and I certainly never thought I’d use that word to describe one, but there it is. His cock is gigantic, veined, throbbing, and jutting out at me. He’s hungry. For me. That thought has my thighs wet with hunger.
Cassian taps my chin with his finger, and I realize my mouth is hanging open at the sight of him. I snap my mouth closed and blush profusely. I’m sure I look like an idiot.
Cassian chuckles and gives me a sweet kiss on my lips, cheek, and jaw before his mouth ghosts over my ear. “Your turn,” he murmurs while his deft fingers pinch the clasp of my bra and undo it in one swift motion.
I step back and let my bra fall to the floor. I’ve never been naked in front of a man before, but the way Cassian is looking at me doesn’t leave any room for doubt. He takes his time drinking all of me in, so I do the same.
