Page 90 of Undoing

“I know this isn’t ideal for you, Cass. And it’s probably wrong of me to even suggest it. But maybe you could pretend that I’m the woman you fell in love with,” Rebecca pleaded softly.

Cass’s smile was gentle and loving. “I don’t have to pretend, Becca. I know who you are.” Was it wrong to want to be with your wife? Was it taking advantage of the situation? These are the things that ran through Cass’s mind, battling her heart and body’s needs and wants. Would Rebecca regret this in the morning? And if she did, would she forgive Cass?

Rebecca saw the desire and the fear on Cass’s face. Desire, she understood. But why the fear? Was Cass afraid things would be different between them? Would the lovemaking somehow feel different because Rebecca was different? Shit. There was only one way to find out. Rebecca stood on her tiptoes, brushing a hand up Cass’s chest and snaking it around Cass’s neck.

“Kiss me. Please.”

Holy fuck. Every nerve ending in Cass’s body erupted at those three simple words. Yet, coming from Rebecca’s mouth, they were anything but simple. Especially now. But Cass couldn’t deny she needed this as much as Rebecca did. It didn’t matter if it was for entirely different reasons. Cass lowered her lips to Rebecca’s, her body tense from the effort to maintain her self-control.

Rebecca’s knees were perilously close to buckling as Cass’s lips got closer. She couldn’t remember ever feeling this incredibly sexy and passionate. When Cass’s lips touched Rebecca’s, the past disappeared. There was only here and now. And the sensations Cass caused throughout Rebecca’s body with a mere kiss.

Their tongues touched, and the electricity between them ignited. Rebecca’s hands fisted in Cass’s hair, and Cass’s arms tightened around Rebecca’s waist, crushing their bodies together.

Stay calm, Cass. Don’t scare her.

Is this what this should feel like?

“If you need to stop at any point, babe, don’t be afraid to tell me, yeah?”

Rebecca nodded, mesmerized by the way Cass looked at her. There was so much love in those bi-colored eyes it was almost frightening for someone who didn’t know what to do with that kind of emotion. On the flip side, it gave Rebecca the courage to keep going without fear.

“Do you always look at me like that? Like you’re about to devour me?”

Cass grinned. “Absolutely. Mostly because I am.”

Rebecca’s eyebrows slowly rose as the realization of what Cass said hit her. “As in… literally?”

Taken aback by Rebecca’s question, Cass loosened her grip ever so slightly. Why did the thought of Cass going down on her surprise Rebecca? “Literally. Your scent and taste are aphrodisiacs for me, Becca.”

A small moan escaped from Rebecca at the same time her pussy contracted. Cass hadn’t even touched her yet, and Rebecca was sure she would explode at any second. “I don’t mean to sound so… prudish. It’s just that subs don’t usually get that kind of pleasure.”

Cass cupped Rebecca’s cheek, stroking her thumb across the soft skin. “You’re no longer a sub, baby, remember? You run the show. And I’m privileged to be the one that gives you that kind of pleasure. I enjoy the fuck out of it.” She dropped her hands and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of Rebecca’s shorts. “I can never get enough of you.” She hesitated a beat. “May I?”

Rebecca felt the little tug at her shorts, and her heart rate spiked so high she was surprised she didn’t have a heart attack.

“Yes.”

Rebecca greedily helped by slipping her shirt off while Cass kneeled and slowly pulled Rebecca’s shorts down. The back of her knuckles caressed Rebecca’s shaky legs the entire way. So many different sensations coursed through Rebecca that she was sure she couldn’t feel any more aroused than she already was. Then Cass pressed her nose to Rebecca’s sex and inhaled deeply.

“Fuck!”

Rebecca didn’t know if that came from her or Cass, and at this point, she didn’t care. She certainly didn’t care who let out a guttural groan when Cass slipped her tongue between the lips of Rebecca’s pussy.

“I’m going to fall,” Rebecca warned breathlessly.

“I won’t let you,” Cass said, repeating the same words she had said to Rebecca the first time around. She took her sweet time getting to her feet, allowing her tongue a tasty journey on the way up Rebecca’s body while keeping a firm grip on Rebecca’s hips to steady her. “Do you want to go upstairs?”

Rebecca laughed softly. “I don’t think I’ll make it up the stairs. And if you pick me up while I’m naked like this…” She shook her head. “Same result, different reason.”

Cass chuckled. “Couch it is. It’s not like this couch hasn’t seen its share of action.” She gently nudged Rebecca down, then whipped off her clothes so Rebecca would feel less vulnerable. She was mindful of the first time they made love and how Rebecca reacted to Cass being on top of her. “Is it okay if I lay with you?”

Rebecca stared at Cass’s naked body. If she got any wetter, they would need a few towels to help clean up. “Hmm?”

Cass sucked her lips in, biting her top lip to keep from laughing. She gestured to the empty space next to Rebecca. “May I lay with you?”

Rebecca nodded and scooted over to give Cass’s long, hard, tattooed, sexy body more room. Thank god the room was cool with the amount of heat that radiated from both of them.

“I’m not being very sexy, am I? I don’t know why I feel like this is my first time.”

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