Page 30 of Forbidden Cravings

I took her in, the ample breasts that were fuller than any woman I’d been with except those who’d had them enhanced. These were all natural, perfectly proportioned to the rest of her body. And I wanted every inch of it. Her words came back to me. She wanted me to ruin her for any other man, and I wanted that. I wanted no other man’s hands on her skin again. It was mine, all of her was mine.

I unbuttoned my shirt, peeling it off while she watched me with a hunger that matched my own. Crawling over her, I let my hand drift up her body, a body I was ready to use in every naughty way I’d been craving. I pulled her hands up over her head, holding her wrists together before I kissed her again, pulling her body into mine. She sighed, a sound that sank deep into my core, the feel of her breasts against my skin enhancing the sensation.

Dropping my head, I dragged my tongue down her neck, cupping her breast and swirling my tongue around her nipple before sucking it into my mouth. She groaned, her body arching slightly.

“Mason,” she purred, and I smiled before pulling her nipple between my teeth and gently scraping it as I released it.

Letting her wrists go, I hovered over her. “I thought you wanted me to ruin you, Case? Did I mishear you, little girl?”

The hazel of her eyes turned a dark amber, and she bit her bottom lip.

“None of that yet. I’ll put those lips to use, but I’m not ready for anything but this body right now.”

Those tempting lips parted, a quiet moan falling from them before her hands ran over my chest, tracing each of my tattoos. The touch was firm and confident, my heart thudding in response. My stomach tensed when she dropped her fingers to my pants, reaching in and grasping my hard-on. I bit back my groan, not ready to give her control yet. I had plans for her before I satisfied myself. Her grip was just as confident, and a pang of jealousy hit me at the thought of why she was so assuredly stroking me. I grabbed her arm, yanking her hand away and pinning it to the bed.

Her eyes questioned me.

“None of that yet, either.”

“And what if I want to ruin you for any other woman, Mason? To own you. To break you.”

It was a bold statement and one I thought might not be far from the truth. She was breaking me and may have already destroyed me to the point that I couldn’t return. I didn’t want to think of the repercussions of that thought.

“Is that what you want, Casey?”

She brought her free hand up and pulled my face to hers. “Yes.”

Her answer weaved its way into my being, tugging at my soul and shattering the hardened case around my heart. This was dangerous, a risk I shouldn’t have taken because I knew where it would lead but as she leaned up and kissed me, I realized it was a risk I wouldn’t regret, one I embraced fully because I needed Casey in ways I’d never needed anything in my life.

I loosened the hold I had on her hand, my fingers wrapping around hers as our kiss deepened, the lust turning into something more sensual. As our lips parted, I searched her eyes, seeing that same emotion that was twisting my need to fuck her so that I wanted something that would leave us both fractured.There was no turning back now, no way to avoid what was happening, and so I stopped fighting it.

I let my kisses linger until my mouth found its way down her body, my tongue licking her stomach until it reached the edge of her panties. Lifting myself from her, I stood, taking the time to peruse her body once again before I tugged at the delicate lace, dragging it down her legs until she was completely naked. Looking over her again, I thought there was no part of Casey I didn’t desire. Every inch of her called to me and my dick twitched at the thought.

“Spread those gorgeous legs for me, like a good girl.”

She’d leaned up on her elbows again, and my eyes followed the path of her legs when they spread for me. My chest tightened. She was completely bare except for a small trail, and I licked my lips in anticipation of tasting her. Grabbing her ankles, I jerked her closer, letting my hands run the course of her legs, my tongue following until my fingers sank into her. She was soaked, and I groaned, gritting my teeth and resting my head on her thigh. She moaned, the muscles in her legs quivering as I pushed deeper before slipping out to play with her clit. Her moans increased, and I gave in, grabbing her thighs and sinking my tongue into her. She tasted like the finest wine, and I lost myself to the taste, flicking my tongue over her clit and plunging my finger back into her. Her hands entwined in my hair, her back bowing when my tongue replaced my fingers, lapping up the arousal that pooled around my face. I continued to torment her until her thighs tightened, her hands pushing my head further as she came undone. A cry fell from her lips that reached in and grabbed my body so hard I almost came with her.

Raising my head, I took in the flush of her skin, the deep breaths as she calmed from her climax. It was an image I engrained in my memory, one I never wanted to forget. Wiping my face against her thigh, I stood, sucking my fingers into mymouth to savor another taste as her eyes met mine. They were glazed over with ecstasy, the look beckoning me to finish taking her.

“My turn,” I said, unhooking my belt and dropping my pants. She propped herself back on her elbows, pulling her knee up further and licking her lips as I pushed my boxers off. “Keep that tongue ready because I’ll put it to use later,” I said, stroking my cock and readying myself to finally take her completely. “For now, be a good girl and pull those knees up. I’m going to fuck another orgasm from you.”

I climbed over her, pressing my tip at her entrance, her wetness surrounding it. “Fuck,” I muttered, dropping my forehead to hers. She shifted her face, kissing me, her legs wrapping around me. I broke the kiss off sooner than I wanted when her heels dug into my back, pushing me further into her. She felt perfect, and it took all my strength not to drive into her. I wanted to watch her as I filled her one inch at a time, and it was worth my patience. She held my gaze, the intensity gripping me as tightly as she was. Her eyes rolled back, a moan falling from her lips, one I smothered with a kiss, a desperate need to fill her completely consuming me. She felt too good, so tight around me that I couldn’t stop myself. My patience gone, I penetrated her fully. Her legs wrapped tighter around my back and urged me on. Her cry was intoxicating, encouraging my need to ravage her completely, and I lost control to the need that had hounded me for days.

She met each thrust, her pelvis driving into me, her kisses growing more desperate. My hands roamed her body, taking in every inch I could that wasn’t occupying my greedy dick. Her head fell back, and I sucked her nipple into my mouth, flicking my tongue over it and slowing my thrusts, needing to have her fall apart again for me. Her body quivered with each slow plungeI made, and I could feel her tightening around me, her climax so close I could sense it.

“Are you going to come for me again, sweetheart?” That nickname was one I’d never used, but as she broke, her orgasm hitting her so hard that I almost lost my hold on my release, I knew it was hers.

Her cry was feral, and I captured that sound with my mouth, unable to resist the clenching of her muscles around me and plunging deeper into her, my moves driven by the need for release. “Fuck, Case, I’m gonna come.” Her legs gripped my back tighter, pushing me further, my climax so close it was pounding through me. “I need to pull out,” I muttered, knowing if I got her pregnant, that would be a nightmare that would only complicate what I’d already done to Tyson.

“No, fill me Mason.”

I groaned, my dick not listening to my mental scolding and driving into her harder. “But?—”

“I’m on the pill. Now fuck me harder and fill me.”

Those words obliterated my hold on my release. I hadn’t come bare in a woman in ages, never trusting their word and pulling out or using protection, which always dimmed the experience. But this was ecstasy, freely spilling into Casey with no restrictions, no hesitation as my climax raged through me. It pummeled me until, with an exhausted sigh, I lifted my head and looked into her eyes. They sparkled with a satisfied gleam. Her fingers traced my face, and I turned into her hand, kissing it.

“Now what?” she asked with a coy smile.

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