Page 83 of Fractured Rhythm

Chapter 19

Jamie:How can you tell when a lead singer is at your door?

Cassie:Be nice to Jax.

Jamie:They can’t find the key and they never know when to come in.

Cassie:Super harsh. Can’t wait to see you next week.

Jamie:We can do whatever you want, graduate. Miss you, Cas.

Cassie:Miss you, too.

CASSIE

I couldn’t stopstaring at Bash as he settled back on his heels and licked his lips. The aftershocks of my orgasm were still coursing through me and I needed more than a moment to catch my breath.

No one had ever destroyed me so perfectly with an orgasm like Bash always could. It was overwhelming and perfect. As soon as I could form words again, I wanted to do the same thing to him.

He stood up, quickly shucking his clothes, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away. Damn, he was ridiculously hot. The way he looked at me, with one corner of his mouth quirked up in a smirk? Yep, ridiculously hot.

Before I could sit up and return the favor, he kneeled on the bed, bracketing my hips, his hard cock bobbing against my stomach. He lowered his head, sucking on the spot where my shoulder and neck met, and I couldn’t stop my moan.

“You’re stunning when you come, Cas,” he growled against my skin, and I arched up, pressing as close to him as I could.

His arm snaked under my waist, holding me close, before he crawled up the bed with me in his arms.

He was so damn sexy, his muscles shifting as he moved us. My hands gripped his hair as he dropped us down.

“I know you said to not move my arms,” I started, but he cut me off with a kiss.

“I need you to touch me,” he growled against my mouth, and I grinned before he wiped it away with another soul-searing kiss. I tangled my tongue with his, licking inside his mouth as he tilted his head, finding the perfect angle.

I scraped my nails over his scalp, my body tingling with need when he groaned at my touch. My hard nipples brushed against his chest and my stomach tightened. I wanted him again with a desperation that belied the fact that he’d wrangled an intense orgasm from me moments ago.

Leaving one hand tangled in his hair, I skated the other hand down his spine, pressing his body against mine, trapping his hard cock between us. I wanted to lick down his body and take that hard cock in my mouth, but Bash clearly had other ideas.

He broke the kiss and rolled us, settling me on top, and I sat up, my core flush with the tops of his thighs, his cock settling between my folds. I couldn’t stop myself from rocking back and forth slowly, dragging his cock through the wetness.

He threw his head back into the pillows, a rough sound tearing from his lips, and my stomach tightened again. I took him in my grasp, gliding my hand up and down his shaft, rubbing my thumb over the tip before gently squeezing as I shuttled my hand down to the base.

“Cassie. God. Cassie,” he panted.

I lifted my hips, knowing I couldn’t wait any longer, and removed my hand from his cock, only to sink down until he was fully engulfed inside of me, his hard and heavy length filling and stretching me. My inner muscles clamped around him, and I needed a moment to catch my breath.

“You feel so fucking good,” he said, his hands splayed on my hips, his thumb desperately close to where I craved his touch.

My clit throbbed with need, and I rocked forward, relishing in the perfect friction of his pelvis against mine.

His thumb pressed down on my clit, and he rubbed in small, tight circles guaranteed to drive me insane.

“Yes. Oh. Please,” I moaned, moving up and down his cock. I braced my hands on his chest as he continued to rub my clit. My fingers curled in, scraping along his abs and loving his groan as he lifted his hips to meet mine.

“Harder. Yes. Harder, Bash,” I panted, rocking my hips as he lifted my body until just the tip was inside of me. Then I dropped down, squeezing along the way.

“Fucking hell, Cas.”

I was too close to exploding to offer more than a whimper when he pressed harder on my clit, tormenting me with every touch of his thumb against me.

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