Page 46 of Proof

Cass had only seen me when I was anything but perfect and yet he kissed me like I was the most beautiful, perfectly imperfect man he’d ever known.

I once again tossed logic aside and went with what my body wanted.

What my heart wanted.

I couldn’t stop the little cry of relief that escaped me as Cass’s lips moved over mine. I wrapped my fingers around the back of his neck and then slid them up into his slick hair. My other hand was stuck between our bodies, but I didn’t even try to move it. Our dicks were mashed up against each other too.

Need wrapped around me, causing my whole body to draw up tight. Cass’s hands were nowhere near my dick. In fact, he was holding my face as he claimed my mouth.

It made absolutely no difference. I was going to come anyway. I could already feel my balls drawing up tight. I’d masturbated plenty of times, and I’d come once or twice with my high school boyfriend who’d been more of a fuck buddy than anything else, but never in my life would I have thought it possible to come without the benefit of fingers wrapped around my dick.

All it was taking was a soul-stealing kiss and gentle fingers cherishing me like I was the most beautiful thing that existed.

I was so caught up in my own haze of need that I wasn’t sure if Cass was also racing toward the finish line. I got my answerwhen he spun us around so that my back was against the wall of the shower. He grabbed my ass and lifted me enough that our dicks were level. I automatically lifted one leg to make room for his body to become flush with mine. He began thrusting against me as if he were really fucking me. Shivers of delight claimed me every time Cass’s slick cock slid along my own.

With one hand now on the leg I’d lifted, Cass managed to keep us in the same position. He slapped his free hand on the wall next to my head for more leverage and began pounding his hips against mine. The friction of our shafts sliding over each other made something deep inside me start to tighten. It was like firmly holding a coil of string in one hand while the other slowly dragged the line out of the coil. The coil grew tighter and tighter every time the hand pulled at the string.

That was what it was like with every one of his powerful thrusts.

“Cass,” I cried out as the pressure inside of me continued to build. I reached one hand up to wrap around the wrist of the hand he had on the wall and slid the other hand down to grab his ass. I palmed one of his tight globes in an effort to urge him to fuck me harder.

Deeper.

Without warning, both of Cass’s hands grabbed my ass so he could pin me to the wall. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his hips and shoved the hand I had on the wall against the smooth material as best as I could. I was helpless as the coil tightened.

I was so close to the edge.

Too close.

“JJ,” Cass groaned in desperation just before his mouth covered mine in a savage kiss.

“Open your eyes,” I demanded as I tipped Cass’s head up, breaking the kiss.

He was losing himself.

To me.

The proof was in his beautiful sapphire eyes.

I wanted to hold on to the moment forever, but my body wasn’t going to allow it. Neither was his. Like me, Cass was hovering right on the edge. His fingers wound through my wet hair and his mouth slammed down on mine again. He grunted and moaned even as he kissed me.

“Come with me,” he urged between kisses as he pounded against me.

“I am, baby,” I assured him before another thrust momentarily stole my breath. I slid my fingers into his hair and pressed my forehead against his. “You’re inside me, Cass. So fucking deep inside me. I can feel it everywhere,” I breathed.

“Fuck,” Cass growled and then his lips covered mine again, and with a couple of twists of his hips as he slammed into me, it was the beginning of the end. The strain on the coil inside of me broke. A rush of sensation like I’d never known flooded me. My body drew up tight in the most blissful kind of agony as cum began to spew from my dick. I shouted when all the pressure inside of me collided and then sent me flying. I was dimly aware of Cass’s mouth resting against mine as he thrust against me a few more times and then he was shouting out in relief. He kept jerking against me as he found his own release.

I would have loved to see what he looked like when he came but I was too busy riding my own high. There was nothing peaceful or quiet about it. It was color and light. It was warm and cool. It stole my breath only to renew itself as each wave of bliss rolled over me.

I had no idea how long it took for reality to return to me, but when it did, I found myself in the same position I’d been in, only now I had Cass’s big chest pressed against mine. His mouth was resting on my collarbone, so I could feel his heavy breathssawing in and out of him. Despite the cooling water from the shower, the liquid covering our dicks was hot and slick. I could feel every jerk of his body as another wave of sensation hit him.

I’ddone that to him.I’dgiven him that. There was no way that what had just happened between us had beenjustsex. It was more.

It had to be.

I’d let Cass see things I’d never let anyone else see. I’d given him something I’d never given to anyone else. That meant it had to be more.

Right?

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