Page 51 of Fractured Rhythm

BASH

“Holy fucking hell,”I cursed as her heat enveloped me. I’d meant to take it slow, to draw out every sigh, every moan of need, but Cassie had other plans. Ones that I was fully on board with until I realized that there was nothing between us.

“Shit. Condom,” she said, shaking her head as she lifted her hips, my cock slipping free. “Jesus. I wasn’t thinking,” she said. “I mean, I’m still on the pill and I haven’t been with anyone in longer than I’d like to admit and I did the entire round of tests after that. And you. Oh god. You’re a fucking rock star. And I know you haven’t been celibate all these years. So, so stupid…” She trailed off.

“Cas.” I pulled her into my lap. Damn, she felt amazing. “I haven’t had sex with anyone in over a year.”

She snorted.

“I mean it. And I did all the tests after that. I can send the report to you.”

“No. No. I believe you,” she said, fidgeting in my arms, blush staining her cheeks.

“Good. So do you want to stop or should I get a condom?” I asked.

“Condom, please,” she said, biting her lower lip, her cheeks stained an adorable red.

I lifted her back onto the bed and stood up, pulling a condom from my wallet before I shucked my jeans and briefs.

“As much as I enjoyed your enthusiasm, and I’d gladly fuck you anywhere you want, I’d much prefer the bed over the floor,” I said with a grin. “You know, since it’s right here.”

She laughed and plucked the condom from my hand. “You were taking too long.” She reached for my cock, pumping me in her hand again, her wet heat coated me from the brief moment that I’d been inside her, and I groaned low. One day we’d fuck bare again. I wouldn’t rush her on that, but it would happen eventually.

She rolled the condom down my length and pulled me toward her, sinking back onto the bed, her body laid out like a feast for me to indulge in. I’d wanted to take my time with her, to savor every inch of her delectable body, but we’d get to that later tonight.

I rolled on the bed, shifting her on top of me. She’d wanted control, and I’d gladly give it to her.

“Whatever you want, Cas,” I said as I lifted her hips, brushing her heat over my cock and trying not to explode immediately.

She braced her hands on my chest, her fingers curling into my skin, before she sank down, taking me into her body inch by achingly slow inch, until our pelvises were flush.

“You feel amazing,” I growled as she rocked her hips, her inner muscles clamping and fluttering around my cock.

She dragged her body up and down in a mind-numbing torture, rolling her hips as she did, finding the friction on her clit that she needed. Her fingers tensed against my chest, and I reached down, pressing my thumb against that nub.

“Oh god, yes,” she panted, rocking her hips, dragging her body up and down my aching cock as I continued to roll my thumb over that tiny bundle of nerves.

I wanted to put both of my hands on her hips and hold her steady as I pounded into her, but I kept my thumb on her clit and let her control our pace. I leaned up and captured her breast with my mouth, my tongue tracing around her nipple, pulling and sucking on her skin. She gasped when my teeth nibbled on the pebbled tip.

She rocked forward, driving her breast into my mouth and locking her hand in my hair, her nails scraping against my scalp. I groaned against her skin. The sensation of her around me was overwhelming.

“Bash. Oh god, harder,” she panted, her hips moving up and down on my cock, her inner muscles spasming as I played with her clit and tortured her other breast with my tongue.

I couldn’t stop myself from lifting my hips to meet hers. I was so close to the edge. It’d been so damn long and sex with Cassie had always been unlike sex with anyone else. It was so much more than it could’ve ever been with anyone else, but I knew she wasn’t ready to hear that yet.

I refused to lose it before she did, and I pressed harder on her clit, rubbing in tight circles. Her breast fell from my mouth as she sat up, arching her back and moaning, low and long. One of her hands gripped her hair, and I took that moment to stare at her. She was so fucking hot and had only gotten hotter over the years. I trailed my free hand down the center of her body, tracing every dip and curve, purposefully avoiding her nipples, knowing it would drive her insane.

She lifted her head, her eyes glittering in the low light as she captured my gaze. Her pupils were blown, her face flushed with heat, and I groaned when she clenched around me again, her hips moving faster up and down on my cock. She raised herself up until just the tip was inside of her, and my hands went to her hips, holding her steady.

“Fuck, Cas.”

Then she slammed back down, taking me all the way in, squeezing around me as she did. I tilted my hips up, changing the angle, before I pulled her down for a kiss, my tongue tangling with hers as we both groaned. I snaked my hand between our sweat-soaked bodies, my thumb finding her clit again, and then I tormented her until she tensed and exploded around me.

I followed her quickly over the edge, unable to hold back any longer. Our breaths mingled as we rode out our orgasms and she fully collapsed to my chest, her head tucked into my neck. She pressed a kiss to my jaw and released a soft sigh that warmed me to my still tingling toes.

Once our breathing had slowed to almost normal, I slipped free from her body, barely muffling a groan as she tightened around me just as I pulled out.

“Not fair,” I muttered.

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