Page 16 of Hounds Ascend
I feel his length harden and press into my backside. My body involuntarily rolls against him as he continues to toy with my nipple. His other hand slides around my waist and between my legs. He isn’t wasting any time, he’s going straight for that sweet spot.
Cass’s fingers spread my silky wet folds open easily and I don’t fight the moan that falls from my lips.
“Oh, fuck,” I breathe, my arm reaching up and wrapping around the back of his neck.
The hand that was toying with my nipple moments ago is now at my throat. He squeezes gently, applying minimal pressure as he eases a finger into my wet cunt. My hand fists into his hair and my body responds as he fingers me ruthlessly.
“You’re so wet for me, baby. I thought you were tired.” His tone is playful, seductive even.
“I-I was.”
“What happened?” he asks, withdrawing his finger from inside me and moving to my clit, circling with fervent need.
I press into his hard cock with my ass, giving Cass all the invitation he needs. He presses his hand to the small of my back, pushing me forward as he bends his knees and eases his length inside me. I suck in a sharp breath as he fills me to the hilt. Hestretches me to accommodate him, my walls already tightening around him. He has teased me so much that I know my release will find me much sooner than I anticipated. As tired as my body is, I’m not sure I can handle more than one tonight.
Cass slowly pulls out of me and then inches back in. He’s taking it easy on me tonight and holy shit is it rewarding. His pace is torturous. Agonizing. Pleasing. Euphoric. I feel every inch of him as he continues his slow, torturous routine. Cass’s hands move from the center of my back to my hips, gripping me there. The water causes his fingers to slip, but not enough to hinger him from keeping me where he needs me.
“Harder, baby. I want to come for you. I want to come all over this dick.” My demand is met instantaneously as Cass tightens his grip and powers into me. All trace of the slow and sensual Cass is gone and replaced by a ravaging fucking animal as he fucks me senseless. I slide my hand between my legs and circle my clit, knowing that I’m on that familiar edge ready to dive into the ocean of pleasure.
“Yeah, baby. Rub that clit for me.” Cass’s words are gruff, his voice throaty and full of lust.
“Yes, baby. I’m gonna come for you,” I moan, rubbing faster as Cass slams into me harder. Faster.
“I’m coming baby. Oh, I’m coming all over your thick, hard dick,” I scream, coming around him. My whole body shakes, and Cass’s pace never lessens. He’s right behind me searching for his own release. Soon, he withdraws from me and fists his cock as he sprays the shower floor with drops of pleasure.
I turn around to face him and wrap my arms around his neck. I put my nose up to his and kiss his lips softly. He rests his forehead on mine, his hands cupping my face and a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
“What?”
“I thought you were tired.” He grins, shortly followed by a hearty laugh.
“Iamtired. Someone just drained the rest of the energy I had left. Looks like you’re going to have to carry me to bed now.” I feign innocence and lay my head on his chest.
“Alright, fine.” He turns the shower off and scoops me up in his arms.
I instantly fall into a giggle fit. “I didn’t mean it!”
“Oh, yes you did.”
Cass steps out of the shower and wraps a towel around his waist then hands me one. I expected him to put me down so I can dry off, but he doesn’t. Instead, he holds me in his arms and helps me dry off then carries me to bed. The last thing I remember is Cass’s arm wrapping around me and thinking about how comfortable I am.
The early morning sun rays’ peek through the curtain and directly into my eyes. I groan and roll to face Cass, shielding myself from the bright light. It doesn’t light up the whole room, no. Instead, it only shone on the spot where my head was. In my groggy state of mind, I know it can’t be past eight in the morning, and I’ll be damned if I’m getting up to check my phone. I don’t want to move. I’m still exhausted from the longday yesterday.
Just as I curl into Cass’s chest, listening to his breathing as he sleeps peacefully, his phone rings. It vibrates on the night stand on his side while the regular ringing tone sounds from the speaker. Will he ever learn to put that damn thing on silent? Cass rolls over, ruining my comfort, and reaches to answer the phone.
“Yeah?” he huffs, his voice deep and thick.
He doesn’t say much, a few ‘all rights’ before he hangs up. I don’t ask, I don’t really care. I simply want to go back to sleep, but the odds of that happening now are slim to none. I take a deep breath and sigh, curling into Cass’s chest again. His lips find the top of my head, pressing a kiss just above my forehead.
“Good morning.”
I groan into his chest and am greeted with the rumble of laughter. How could I possibly be in a bad mood when I wake up to this sexy, comical, full-of-life man? I can’t. That’s how.
“Good morning, baby.” I lean my head back a few inches so I can see him.
His hair is disheveled, sticking up in ten different directions, the five o’clock shadow on his face isn’t a five o’clock shadow anymore, more like the beginning of a full-blown beard, but his eyes are alight with life. I think about just how wonderful he’s been to me in the past two months. It’s absurd to me that it’s only beentwomonths. How is it possible that I fell so in love with this man when I barely knew him? Was this normal? Didpeople do that?
“Where’s your mind off to so early this morning?” he asks.
