Page 56 of Casey's Hero

Jacob grinned, glad the happy pair hadn’t wanted them to stop to share a nightcap and chat.

By the time he and Casey reached his room, Jacob was past ready to be alone with Casey. As soon as they were inside the door, he kicked it closed and slipped the tote bag from her shoulder, surprised at how heavy it was. “You don’t have to stay with me if you don’t want to. I could get you a room to yourself,” he said as he gripped the elastic band that held her hair back in its perpetual ponytail.

“Are you trying to get rid of me?” she asked, her fingers bunching in his T-shirt, tugging it loose from the waistband of his jeans. “If you are, tell me now before it’s too late.” She yanked the shirt free. “Oops, sorry. It’s too late.” With a grin, she pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it to the side. “I don’t know about you, but I could use a shower to get the saltwater off my body.”

He pulled her shirt over her head and flung it across the room. “There’s only one shower.”

“Darn. Guess we’ll have to share.” She flicked the button loose on his jeans and carefully tugged the zipper down until his cock sprang free.

Jacob sucked in a breath, his heart pounding against his ribs. “Guess so.” He bent, caught her behind her thighs and lifted her.

Casey wrapped her legs around his waist and bent to cover his mouth with hers.

They kissed all the way into the bathroom, their tongues twisting and darting, as if they couldn’t get enough of each other.

Jacob set her on the floor, turned on the shower and the stripping began in earnest. Moments later, they were naked and standing beneath the spray.

He squirted body wash into his hands and rubbed it across her body, covering every inch with sweet-smelling suds.

After smoothing away the soap, he stopped to tweak the tight little beads of her nipples. Then he took one into his mouth and sucked hard while he pinched the tip of the other, gently.

She moaned and writhed beneath his mouth and fingers.

Flicking and nipping at her nipple, he took all of the rounded globe into his mouth and sucked hard. Then he moved to the other breast, treating it to the same, his hands sliding lower, over her ribs, along the curve of her waist and past the indentation of her belly button.

He paused when he came to the tuft of hair at the apex of her thighs.

She moved to widen her stance, allowing him to part her folds and stroke her there.

Her head tipped back. “Oh, Jacob. Yes.”

He stroked her nubbin of flesh, flicking and teasing her until she raised her leg, wrapping her calf around his thigh.

He slipped a finger into her channel.

She sank a little, urging him deeper.

Slipping in two more fingers, he drove as deep as he could, stretching her entrance.

Casey rested her hands on his shoulders. “Sweet Jesus. I want more.”

He laughed and swirled, and then removed his hand. “I left protection in the other room. If you want more, we have to take it to the mattress.”

“Hell, what are we waiting for?” She squirted soap onto her palms and rubbed them together into a bubbly lather. Then she went to work, touching him all over his body, slowing when her hands curled around his shaft.

He moaned. “Protection?”

“Don’t need it for what I’m about to do.” She leaned back and let the spray rinse the soap from his body. Then she dropped to her knees on the tile and took his cock in her hands.

Water poured down on her, making long snakes of her hair, the rivulets running down her back and sloping off the tips of herbreasts. He smoothed his hands over her wet hair and cupped the back of her head.

She took him into her mouth, transferring her hands from his shaft to his backside to bring him all the way in until he bumped against the back of her throat.

Her tongue swirled around him as he backed away until her lips caught on the rim of his cock.

She flicked him and tapped the tiny hole at the end, then she sucked him back into her mouth, her hands going to his hips, setting the pace of his movements in and out. She took him in over and over, water running over her body, making her slick and shiny.

When he couldn’t hold back anymore, he pulled free, drew her to her feet, and kissed her long and hard, the taste of him in her mouth more than he could handle. Then he reached behind her and shut off the water, grabbed a towel, and started drying her body, memorizing every inch as he went. He wanted to know every scar, every birthmark, everything that made Casey so amazing.

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