Page 14 of Saving Love

“Let go, Blakely, let go for me,” he rumbles. “I’m right there with you, but I need you to come first,” he rasps, shooting his hot cum deep inside of me.

My world erupts in pure bliss, my vision tunneling until I can't see, I can only feel. Pure light and energy are wrung from my very core as I twist in on myself and then go completely limp.

When I come to, I’m wrapped up in Cassian’s arms and he’s placing sweet kisses all over my face. I giggle and scrunch my nose up, trying to get away from him. He just holds me tighter and rubs his nose against mine.

"You okay, sweetheart?" he whispers.

“I’m so good, Cassian. That was…” I blow out a breath, unable to find the right word to describe it.

“For me too, Blakely. It was…” he pauses and then blows out a breath too.

“Exactly,” I agree, and then laugh softly.

We lay there, a mess of tangled limbs and drying sweat, breathing the same air and snuggling in the afterglow. If I didn’t know before, I definitely know now… I love Cassian. I feel safe, wanted, beautiful, and fearless.

9

CASSIAN

Iwake up with a smile on my face, remembering everything that happened last night. God, being with Blakely, finally feeling her silky heat, joining with her completely… Fuck, it was everything.

I roll over to see if she’s ready for round two, but she’s not in bed.

What the hell?

I shoot up out of bed, hoping my girl didn’t step out on me. My mind flashes to Huxley and his girl, Jordan. She left him the morning after and stepped right into a shitstorm. Thankfully, the two are back together now, but that does little to ease the panic and pressure building up in my chest.

Then I hear the shower running and I get all sorts of dirty ideas. Ones that I plan on pursuing very soon.

I’m still completely naked from the night before, so I walk into the bathroom and marvel at the silhouette of Blakely through the shower curtain. She’s so beautiful it hurts to look at her sometimes. Just thinking about the life she had before I found her, the way she was discarded, abused, neglected, and worse… I vow to make up for every bad thing that’s ever happened to her. My girl will only know happiness and safety from now on.

Pulling the shower curtain back, I’m greeted with the most perfect sight in the world. My Blakely, dripping wet, with a sexy as fuck little grin on her face. I step in and slide my hands all over her body, memorizing every dip and curve before pulling her in for a kiss. God, I missed the taste of her mouth and it’s barely been eight hours.

“I was wondering when you’d join me,” she purrs.

I groan into the side of her neck as I suck and nibble her skin, just the way she likes. She trembles as my mouth works up and down the slender column. Her hand slides down my abs and grips my cock, already hard for her.

“Fuck me,” I grunt as I buck my hips into her hand. She works me over, sliding up and down.

“Yeah, that’s the idea,” she whispers.

I growl and kiss my way down to her perky, perfect tits, nibbling on one breast and then the other. Blakely sucks in a breath and gives me a soft moan, one that spurs me on as I continue to lick her nipple and scrape my teeth over the hard little peak.

I slide a finger up her slit and circle her clit. Blakely’s knees shake and I hold her up, chuckling into her skin.

“Love how responsive you are, baby. Are you ready for me?”

“Y-yes, pl-please…oh!” She cries out as I dip a finger into her entrance, still so tight for me.

“You’re not too sore?”

“No, ah… I’m ready, oh god, oh my god,” her voice cracks as I continue to finger her slowly, building her up and then backing down when she’s close to the edge.

Her hand has stopped stroking my dick, she's so caught up in what I'm doing to her. It's probably for the best because I could come just from watching her writhe and melt in my hands, and I want this to last longer.

Blakely grips my biceps and rests her head on my chest, trembling and gasping for air. I love seeing her like this, so lost in lust, in pleasure.

I withdraw my hand and she whines in protest, giving me the cutest little angry face. I can’t help but kiss her as I guide her back to the wall. My hands slide down her curvy frame and grip her ass, lifting her up and pinning her to the wall. Her legs automatically go around me, her arms looping around my neck.

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