Page 83 of Finding Forgiveness
Brooke: Looking forward to it.
Logan: And for your information, I’m not being nosey, just helpful.
Brooke: Uh huh.
Logan: It’s true.
Brooke: I don’t doubt it, you’re a sweetheart like that, but I can also guarantee you’re dying to know who she is and what she’s done.
Jacinta: Con, can you get Cass to call me when she wakes? I want to look at some dresses this morning.
Connor: Okay.
When Cassie starts to stir beside me, I drop my phone on the bed and roll onto my side so I can run my tongue along the length of her spine. “Morning, Princess.”
“Morning,” she rasps. Her voice when she wakes is pure sex, and as soon as I hear it, I start to harden.
“Jacinta wants you to call her,” I say before I forget. “She wants to go dress shopping this morning.”
When Cassie goes to sit up, I wrap my arms around her, keeping her in place. “I need to get my phone, it’s in my bedroom.”
“Your old room, you mean. This is your bedroom now.”
I wrap my hand around her leg, pulling it back and draping it over mine. My fingers skim over her silky-smooth skin until I reach the apex of her thighs. She spreads her legs a little wider and whimpers as soon as I come in contact with her clit. My fingertips move in slow and lazy circles. I can’t believe I’m going to get to wake up to this special kind of sex with Cassie for the rest of my life; the kind that’s specifically made for early mornings.
“I—”
“You can call her when we’re done. This is our first morning together, we need to commemorate it.”
“We woke up together at the cabin.”
“This is different. This is in our place, our room, and now that you’ve agreed to officially be mine, it’s … special.”
She raises her arm and reaches back, curling it around my neck. When she twists her head to the side, I lift mine off the pillow and capture her lips.
I work her over with my hand until she’s ripe and ready. Only then do I reach for my rock-hard cock and slowly guide it inside her. She moans into my mouth as I do. I’m not proud to admit that I’ve been with many women, both before and after her, but none of them meant anything to me. They were simply a means to an end. I’m probably going to sound like a chick, but being intimate with the person you love adds so many layers. It’s not just sex, it’s meaningful. When we are together like this, I feel a closeness to her that I can’t even explain.
I draw back to the tip, before rolling my hips and thrusting back in. The feelings that this woman evokes in me are both scary and electrifying. A part of me is petrified I’m going to lose her again, but I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure that never happens.
My fingers are still working over her clit as I continue to move inside her, in long languid strokes. I can already feel her inner walls tightening around my dick, so I know she’s close. “Come for me, Princess,” I whisper in her ear.
“Connor,” she breathes, and when I feel the first spasm, I push in as far as I can go and stop moving, wanting to feel it all. I don’t withdraw until I’ve drained every ounce of pleasure from her body. Only then do I roll her onto her stomach, before dragging her onto her knees. As nice as that lazy morning sex was, I need to fuck her now.
My fingertips dig into her soft flesh as I grasp hold of her hips and thrust back in until I’m balls deep. I clench my eyes closed and throw back my head as I start to pound into her over and over again. “Fuck you feel so good, Cass. So fucking good.”
“Don’t stop.”
If it was at all possible, I’d never stop, but I already feel like I’m on the brink. I thrust into her a few more times, but when my balls tighten, I quickly withdraw and flip her onto her back. I still need to make her come again, so I have to slow down.
I place my lips on her neck and start kissing my way down her body. I’m going to make her come with my mouth while I give my dick a chance to calm the hell down.
Her body withers and her hands are now clutching the bedding as I suck one of her hardened nipples into my mouth, lightly grazing it with my teeth. My hand palms her other breast before I switch places.
I take my time as I continue to move south, exploring every inch of her, reacquainting myself with her spectacular body. Even when we were apart, she always played the starring role in my dreams.
By the time I reach my destination, her hands are fisting my hair. The moment my tongue sweeps over her clit, she bucks against my face. I trace the lips of her bare pussy, teasing her … tasting her. When she releases a little growl, a grin curves on my lips.
“Con, I need more.” There’s no way I can deny her of anything, so I move back to her clit, sucking it into my mouth and lightly biting down. My fingers join in the action as I slide two digits deep inside her, crooking them as I do, so I can stimulate her G-spot. My eyes watch her from between her spread legs. “Yes,” she screams, thrashing her head from side to side as she pushes it further back into the pillow.
