Page 52 of Never Yours

“Cay,” she breathes, bucking against my mouth, and I fucking love it. As I continue playing, her nails dig into my scalp, pulling me closer. “Fuck, keep doing that, I’m close.”

I’ll happy remain on my knees for her until she shatters for me. It doesn’t take long before her legs begin to shake. I’m worried she could lose her balance so I pull back and stand, keeping my fingers inside her, not letting up. Roughly kissing her, I mutter against her lips, “You’re incredible, Ingrid. Let go, come for me.”

She grips me tightly as she coats my fingers, riding out her orgasm. I’ve missed her clenching around my fingers, so much so that my cock is leaking.

“You’re mine, princess. You’re going to give me one more.” I bring my fingers to my lips, sucking them clean. “Fuck, you taste amazing. Turn around, hands on the wall.” She does as I ask, and I rub the head of my cock up and down her slick entrance, reminding her, “This ends the moment you want it to. I’ll still be yours.”

Ingrid pushes her ass closer, making me slip inside her tight, wet pussy. She looks over her shoulder, and I tilt her chin enough to capture her lips with mine. Our tongues dual for the upper hand, until she pulls back long enough to demand, “Say it again.”

“I’m yours, Ingrid,” I speak against her lips as I slowly rock in and out of her. She feels too fucking good, I’m worried I won’t last. Remaining deep inside her, I roll my hips to keep my thrusts short, memorizing how amazing she feels wrapped around me. The last time I was inside her is a distant memory, this time I want her branded on every inch of me.

My hand slides over one of hers, interlacing our fingers, and she rests her head against me. I take a moment to catalog every sense, wanting to commit it to my memory. If I could help it, I’d never spend a single day or night away from her ever again.

Her breathing becomes uneven, her gasps and moans louder. She tightens around me, and it’s too much. Unable to hold on any longer, I thrust deep and paint the inside of her pussy with my release. My cock twitching inside her, I reach around and circle her clit.

“I told you one more,” I groan as she clenches tighter around me. “Give me one more.”

Sucking on her neck to replace the mark I left last time, she screams out my name. It’s fucking music. Her pussy pulses around my cock, and I don’t want it to end.

Unfortunately, there is pounding on the shower door. “Was that a sex scream, or…?” Cass calls anxiously from the other side. While I felt better having the adjoining rooms unlocked, I’m now regretting it.

“I’m okay,” Ingrid chuckles, though I make no move to pull out of her. The steam masks us enough that I don’t need to worry about Cass or Pop seeing anything.

“Please get out,” I groan.

“Fine, just keep it down next time.”

Cass leaves, and Ingrid lets out a full laugh. As much as I shouldn’t ignore what happened to me, I take the moment to pretend it didn’t and appreciate the goddess before me. I kiss her shoulder and whisper, “Next time, I want the whole fucking hotel to hear you scream my name.”

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“Babe, why are you crying?” Cass rubs my back, but it does little to help.

“It’s too much.”

“Shh, it’s okay. Can I do anything to help?”

I blow my nose and wipe my eyes. “No, I’m just overwhelmed. I’m supposed to be on set in a few weeks, I’m tired all the fucking time, I need to find help for Caleb so I’m not on edge waiting for him to have an episode. Shit, he’s only been home for a few days! I miss Smitten, and I’m pretty sure Cay is going to propose, and I don’t know if I’m ready. I’m hungry… and horny. Everything sucks.”

Cassidy wraps me in a tight hug and laughs, “I’m not going to fuck you, but I can get you a snack!” I sniffle and wipe my nose on her sweater. “And I’ll happily be your tissue. It’s going to be fine. Amanda and the director love the script, so there’s nothing to worry about there. As far as Cay is concerned, we’ll make sure he sees a therapist, and if they need him to be on medication, we’ll get him that, too. There’s a solution for everything you’re mentioning, but I think you’re trying to fix it all by yourself.”

“I don’t want to burden you,” I admit softly.

She pulls back and grabs my shoulders. “Now, you listen to me, none of this is a burden. With you needing to be in LA in a few weeks, do you want to come back home, or just look for a place here and stay?”

“I know Cay will want to go back home.”

“That’s not what I asked. What do you want? He’s in love with you and would move to the moon if you asked him to.”

“I know,” I laugh and wipe my nose, “that’s what I’m afraid of.”

Cass gets up to grab her tablet, already swiping as she sits back down. “Okay, where do you want to live?”

“Cay will need to stay close to base.”

“But…?”

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