Page 51 of Falling for the Boss's Son

Cassie braced herself against the headboard as he pounded into her. He hadn’t been exaggerating when he said he was going to fuck her. His desire for slow had long passed and if the noises she was making were any indication, she had no issues with the pace he set.

Wanting more leverage, he placed her other leg over his shoulder and rose on his knees. He dug his fingers into her hips and let loose, thrusting hard and deep.

Her tits bounced with every thrust, and he wished he could suck on them, but she wasn’t a human pretzel, so that would have to wait. There’d be plenty of time later for him to spend hours worshipping her breasts.

His balls tightened, signaling his orgasm was fast approaching if he kept up this pace. He could have drawn things out, changed angles, or even slowed down his thrusts, but he didn’t want that. Jesse had wanted Cassie the moment he saw her standing in his living room. Now that he had her in his bed, he had every intention of possessing her in the most primal way.

He adjusted his hold and placed his thumb so it could brush over her clit. Her sharp intake of breath let him know he was in the right spot. He increased the pressure a little and let the motion of their bodies do the rest.

Cassie’s legs tightened around his ears like a vise. She arched her back and began turning her head from side to side. Her lips parted and she flushed the most beautiful shade of pink from her temple all the way down to her breasts. She was close and so was he.

“Come for me, baby.” He gave her clit a little pinch and that was all it took. Her body twisted as her pussy clamped down on his cock.

The small bit of control he’d been holding onto unraveled, and a guttural sound tore from his chest. His orgasm was intense, leaving him feeling as if he’d spent several hours in the gym.

He let her legs fall to the bed before collapsing on top of her. While he didn’t want to crush her, he wanted her to feel his weight, to feel him.

Cassie gazed up at him, still breathing hard from her climax. He lowered his lips to hers, letting his tongue explore the depths of her mouth. She tangled her tongue with his as their breathing slowed once again to a normal rhythm.

He trailed his hand down her side as he broke the kiss. “I need to clean up. Get under the covers and wait for me.”

After another quick peck on the lips, Jesse reached between them and eased out of her. The condom was soaked with her juices. He made his way into the bathroom and disposed of the condom before heading back to the bedroom. Cassie had climbed beneath the covers, the blanket pulled high so all he could see was her head peeking out.

Jesse had to suppress a laugh. Every inch of her had been exposed to him, yet she was hiding under the covers like a virgin on her wedding night.

He strolled to the bed, his now sated cock resting against his thigh, and pulled the covers back. Cassie watched him with a curious gaze but didn’t move from her location in the middle of the bed as he got in.

Lying back, he reached for her. “Come here.”

Cassie scooted across the bed and rested her head against his shoulder. She went to wrap her arm around his waist, then hesitated.

Jesse placed her hand around his waist, letting her know it was okay to touch him. He pressed his nose to the top of her head, breathing in the lingering scent of her shampoo. Lavender if he had to guess. “How are you feeling?”

“I don’t know. Ask me in the morning.”

Her response made him smile. “Did I wear you out?”

“Hmm.”

He ran his hand along her back, taking in the curve of her spine. “Cass, we need to talk about what we did tonight. Was there anything I did you didn’t like? Something you loved?”

She yawned. “No.”

His chest vibrated. He really had worn her out. “No, I didn’t do anything you didn’t like, or no, I didn’t do anything you loved?” He paused. “Of course, if you say no to the latter, I’m going to know you’re lying. Those three orgasms I gave you don’t lie.”

It was her turn to chuckle. “No, you didn’t do anything I didn’t like. I mean, being spanked was weird, but I didn’t hate it.” Cassie turned her head to look at him. “I thought I would, but…”

“But it turned you on. Made you wet.”

She buried her head in his shoulder and nodded.

“There’s no need to be embarrassed. I like making you all hot and horny for me.”

Cassie pressed her lips to his collarbone. “Will I be able to touch you next time?”

“Did it bother you not being allowed to touch me?”

She shrugged. “A little.”

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