Page 9 of Austin

“Careful,” he grins. “You’re going to make me want to keep you here all weekend.”

Is it too early to tell him I hope he does?

“I won’t complain if you do,” I say instead, gasping and laughing as he lifts me off my feet and spins me around in a circle before setting me down again. “Everything feels really good with you, Austin. Really… right. I don’t know how else to explain it but—”

“You don’t have to explain it,” he interrupts with a quick kiss. “Because I feel exactly the same way. I’m not sure if we’re moving too fast or maybe not fast enough, but my heart and my head are in perfect agreement for once in my life and I’m not going to question it. You’re mine and I’m yours, and tonight is ours.”

“Yes,” I nod, tugging at the hem of his shirt. “I’m yours. Tonight is ours. And I-I want to feel you inside me. I want it more than anything.”

My cheeks instantly flush at the confession and I feel like I might faint from embarrassment. I don’t know if I’ve just permanently lost any filter I might have had or if he simply makes me feel so comfortable that I’ve stopped thinking before I speak. Regardless, it’s hard to be embarrassed for too long when he’s looking at me like I’m an even better dessert than the strawberries with whipped cream.

“I need to get you out of this dress,” he growls, half-leading, half-carrying me down the hallway in a sudden rush that takes my breath away. “Need to get you completely naked in my bed. Right now.”

I like how he takes charge, how he’s completely in control but also completely respectful and almost reverential in the way that he touches me. I also love how he doesn’t ever make me feel self-conscious, how he looks at me as if I really am the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen.

We’ve barely passed through his bedroom door before his hands are moving to unzip my dress and slip it down past my shoulders, off my arms and down past my waist until it falls and pools on the floor at my feet. This is the time when I’d normally make a dash for the light switch, too worried about my curves and my body to even think about letting him get a good look at me. But I don’t try to move or hide myself when he takes a step back and looks me up and down with a heat in his eyes that’s impossible to miss.

“Fuck,” he says, reaching out to caress the curve of my breasts with both hands. “I love everything about you, Cassy. You really are the perfect woman.”

And it’s official. I’m never leaving.

“You make me feel perfect,” I say as I reach behind to unfasten my bra, then let it fall away from my body.

“Gonna make you feel so good tonight, baby,” he says, shrugging out of his own shirt and quickly unbuckling his belt before leaning down to kiss each of my naked breasts. “Gonna make you scream my name until we both come together.”

Just hearing his hot, dirty promise is enough to send a surge of wet heat straight down to my core, and I can’t help but moan as he eases me down onto his bed and gently tugs at my panties. Seconds later, I’m completely naked and exposed to him as he stands over me, his hungry gaze so intense that I have to bite down on my lip to keep from moaning out loud again.

“Tell me what you need, baby,” he encourages me as he makes quick work of his jeans and underwear. “Tell me what you want me to do. Let me hear you say the words.”

We’re both naked now and I’m so distracted by his thick, throbbing cock that I almost forget he’s waiting for me to say something.

“I… I, um,” I lick my lips as a drop of clear liquid pools at the tip of his cock. “I want you inside me. Want to… to come with you.”

He reaches down to spread my legs with a grin, lining himself up with my entrance and pausing just before he pushes in. “Love hearing you talk like that, baby. And I’m gonna love feeling you wrapped around my cock.”

He sinks in with one long, smooth thrust that makes us both gasp in a spasm of pleasure. “Oh my God,” I inhale sharply as he fills me. “Yes, more… please.”

“Don’t worry, beautiful,” he says, leaning in for a quick kiss before pulling out and thrusting right back in again. “I’m going to give you everything you need. Tonight. Tomorrow. Always.”

I open my mouth to speak, to tell him how amazing he is and how great that sounds, but all that comes out is another needy, greedy moan as he rocks against me. He’s reaching places I wasn’t even aware of before now, his thick length filling me so perfectly, so completely, that it’s as if our bodies were made to fit each other.

In and out, faster and faster, harder and deeper. My eyes are rolling back in my head and I’m dimly aware of someone chanting, “Yes, yes,yes.”

Maybe it’s me, but I’m honestly not sure anymore.

All I know for sure is that I don’t want this to end. Being with him is addictive. It’s more intoxicating than the wine we’ve had, and I can’t get enough.

“Fuck, baby,” he grinds out through gritted teeth without breaking the rhythm. “So fucking tight. So… damn… perfect.”

“I’m getting close,” I gasp as little tremors of pleasure run up and down my body. “Really close, Austin… please.”

“I’ve got you, baby,” he says, thrusting even faster. “Just let go, Cassy. Let go and come for me, beautiful. Come for menow.”

My breath catches and my vision blurs as a tidal wave of pleasure washes over me. Every muscle in my body tightens and relaxes over and over again as the most intense orgasm of my life floods my core.

“Baby,” he groans as his warmth spreads inside me. “Cassy… fuck, I’m coming. Coming with you now.” He kisses me again and eases down to cover my body with his, still hard inside me. “Jesus, that was…”

“So good,” I finish, smiling weakly. I’m completely exhausted and so comfortable in his arms that it’s difficult to keep my eyes open.

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