Page 6 of Finding Forgiveness
“Fuck,” I groaned through gritted teeth. It had been less than a minute and as soon as a tingle ran up the length of my spine and my balls tightened, I reluctantly drew back. When my dick exited her mouth with a pop, Cassandra tilted her head back slightly, and her confused eyes locked with mine.
One of my hands moved around to caress the side of her face.Don’t worry, Princess, I’m not done with you yet.If this was the only time I’d get to be with her again, then I was going to make the most of it.
I slid my hands under her arms and effortlessly pulled her to her feet. Once she was standing, I backed her into the wall and crashed my mouth into hers. I was grateful she didn’t push me away.
It seemed like an eternity had passed since our lips had touched. I groaned into her mouth when her fingers threaded into my hair, dragging me closer. My head was spinning. This was really happening.
My entire body was zinging back to life with the possibilities of what this could mean, but I couldn’t get ahead of myself here. I was only setting myself up for heartache if I did. She didn’t want me in the way I wanted her … she’d proven it over and over again, so I needed to hold on to that.
My hands travelled down the length of her torso until I reached the hem of her dress. I bunched up the fabric in my closed fists before dragging it up her body. I needed her naked. She pulled out of the kiss long enough for me to tear it over her head, and the moment I did, her lips immediately sought out mine again.
I moved to her bra next, because I needed to feel all of her. Skin to skin. I tossed it to the side as I did her dress, and dropped my face to press open-mouthed kisses along her jawline.
“I need you,” she whimpered.
I knew I’d regret going here after the fact, but I couldn’t seem to deny her. “I’ve got you, sweetheart.”
I palmed one of her spectacular tits in my hand, while my tongue lapped at the other.
“I need more, Con.”
She was always so responsive to my touch; I guess nothing had changed.
I raised her off the ground and she lifted her legs, wrapping them around my waist. My erection was now pressing into her core as I glided it back and forth over her clit. There was only a scrap of lace separating us. As desperate as I was to be inside her, I needed to take my time … to stretch this out as long as I could. Like a final hurrah. I never got this the last time we were together, because I had no clue the end was coming.
My hand moved along her outer thigh, and she moaned into my mouth when my fingers dipped under the elastic of her underwear. I almost blew my load when I felt how wet she was for me. “Cass,” I groaned when I pushed two fingers deep inside her slick heat.
“Oh, God,” she moaned when I crooked them to stimulate her G-spot. She somehow managed to open her legs wider, sinking further down onto my hand, and in a matter of moments, she fell over the edge. Her entire body shuddered as I continued thrusting my fingers inside her until I milked all the pleasure from her body.
When she went limp in my arms, I turned and took the few steps towards her bed, gently laying her down on the mattress.
Her hooded eyes made contact with mine, and I noticed a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. It was a far cry from the devastation I saw on her face when I first came in here. For that at least, I was glad. What was going to happen now? Was this where she told me to leave?
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“I am now, thanks.”
“Do you … umm, want me to go?”
She pulled herself up onto her elbows, and my eyes were drawn back to her perky tits. They were bigger, fuller … rounder than I remembered. She was all woman now, and although the word perfection didn’t seem to do her justice, it was the best I had in that moment.
“Do you want to go?” she asked.
The logical side of my brain was screaming,Yes! Get the hell out of here, you dumb fuck, before she does more damage to your heart.But being the obvious fool I am, I chose to ignore it.
“No, I want to stay right here, with you,” I answered.
If I could have locked myself in this room with her forever, I would’ve done it in a heartbeat.
I was still standing beside her bed watching her like a voyeur. She captured her bottom lip between her teeth as her eyes tracked down my body. My dick was semi-hard and hanging heavily between my legs, but her intense stare had it turning to granite.
“What are you going to do with me?” she asked, reaching up to twirl a length of her long brown hair around her finger as she batted her eyelids.
Her antics had me barking out a laugh. She was no longer the sweet and innocent girl I fell in love with all those years ago … she was a damn temptress, and she knew it.
The smirk I gave her was a cocky one because that was a loaded question. The things I wanted to do to the grown-up version of this woman were endless.
I took a step closer, stopping between her parted legs and bent down. My flattened palms were now resting on the mattress, either side of her body, and my face was mere inches away from hers.
