Page 12 of Saving Love

“This okay, Blakely?” he asks, pausing with his hands on my knees, looking me in the eyes to make sure I mean what I say.

I nod. “I want to feel you. I want whatever you’ll give me.”

“Jesus, you’re perfect.”

With that, he yanks my legs wide open so I’m spread out before him on the desk. Cassian flattens his tongue and takes a long, slow lick up the seam of my pussy, stopping to flick my clit and suck on the swollen ball of nerves.

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 feel myself clench up, and then 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’s eating me out in desperate, forceful strokes. I feel his tongue plunge inside of my tight little hole, in and out, and then 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 to me, 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 of me without warning. I moan at the unexpected invasion and then wiggle 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 make me 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 of 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 and 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 sets my legs down and then scoops me up, carrying me bridal style through the cabin. I laugh softly and kick my legs out, 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. I don’t stop to think about it, I just 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 minute 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 in 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 of his delicious muscles from the morning I walked in on him working out.

Cassian looks conflicted like he wants to be naked but also 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 just his boxer briefs and me in just 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 right at me. He’s hungry. For me. That thought has my thighs wet with my own hunger.

Cassian taps my chin with his finger, and I realize my mouth is literally hanging open at the sight of him. I snap my mouth closed and blush profusely. I’m sure I look like an idiot. Cassian just chuckles and gives me a sweet kiss on my lips, my cheek, my jaw, and then 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 on 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’s taking his time drinking all of me in, so I do the same.

Cassian is gorgeous. His broad chest and shoulders are covered in ink and scars. I want to know the story behind each one, and what’s more, I want to share all of my stories with him. I never thought I’d have that.

God, his arms are roped in muscles and swirling tattoos, and his defined pecs and abs flex as my eyes roam over his tanned skin. I allow myself a few more seconds of open gawking before trailing my gaze back up to meet his.

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