Page 32 of Casper
Before leaving the bathroom, I paused with my hand on the door knob. There was a dead man’s finger on my desk. A gift from the man who’d claimed me as his to protect.
I’d been stunned to unwrap the plastic to find a bloody finger inside. Casper’s idea of a gift had triggered an emotional response. I didn’t mean to slap him. My reaction had been automatic. Driven by shock.
The thought of Casper going after Tony, hurting him for what he’d done to me, it made me feel both sick and safe at the same time. What was wrong with me? Why did I still feel so drawn to Casper even as I tried to push him away?
Since I didn’t want him to wonder what was taking me so long, I opened the door, returning to the bed. Casper had made himself comfortable. He looked hilarious in the tiny twin bed with its fluffy purple blanket. He held up the blanket, motioning for me to join him.
I laughed. “How are we supposed to fit in that bed side-by-side? It’s so small.”
He patted the mattress beside him, scooting over toward the wall as much as possible. I climbed in next to him, somehow managing to press close enough that I wasn’t hanging off the edge of the bed. Casper’s warmth was inviting, making it all too easy to cuddle in against him.
His arms went around me, his lips brushing my shoulder as we laid there together. For the first time in a long time, I felt content with a man. Most of my hookups were just that. A brief encounter that lacked any real connection. I certainly never took the time to cuddle with them after nor did they express interest in that either. Casper made it feel like he wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world.
We laid there in comfortable silence for a while before I heard myself say, “Why are you so obsessed with protecting me,Casper? We don’t even know each other that well yet. What is it about me?”
Casper pulled his hands out from beneath the blanket, signing his response. He made an effort to keep it simple so I would understand. “You are mine. You were almost hurt because of me. Never again.”
Something about the simple yet powerful explanation seized hold of my heart. Even though I knew I shouldn’t feel this way toward someone like Casper, I couldn’t help but melt. I wasn’t naive enough to believe he was Prince Charming come to sweep me off my feet and whisk me away to a fantasy life. Casper was a killer. Still, I struggled to hold that against him.
I didn’t say anything. I didn’t know what to say. When several minutes had passed, Casper asked, “Do you want me to leave?”
When I didn’t fully comprehend the first time, he motioned to himself and then to the door. I shook my head, clutching his hand in mine. “I want you to stay. If you think you can handle a night in such a tiny bed.”
His shoulders shook with silent laughter. Wrapping me in his arms again, he kissed me. Gentle with the promise of power behind it. His bottom lip was bruised and cut where I’d bitten him. The faintest smear of blood still stained his skin.
We’d crossed so many lines tonight. I’d tasted his blood. What the hell had I been thinking? Caught up in the moment, I’d found myself responding to the fierceness within him. Casper fucked with a predatory intensity. Like a rabid animal may burst out of him at any moment. Something inside him had drawn something out of me. Something primal I didn’t know I possessed.
Even though I was on birth control, it felt concerning that I’d let him finish inside me after tasting his blood. This recklessinner piece of me wanted all of him. I liked it. I liked him. Maybe too much.
I reached over to turn off the lamp, plunging the room into darkness. No more thoughts. Not tonight. All I wanted was to sink into Casper’s embrace, leaving everything else behind.
Falling asleep in his arms was far too easy. Feeling safe and secure, I easily drifted off. Sleeping better than I had since Jace started calling me. Knowing that Casper was there brought with it a peace that I’d been missing.
The foggy sensation of having my legs pushed apart broke through my dream haze, bringing me back to consciousness. Momentarily disoriented, it was the touch of Casper’s tongue against my clit that brought me fully awake.
I let out a little gasp, my eyelids fluttering as my eyes opened. Threads of arousal stretched through me, making me warm all over. My body reacted immediately. Flooding me with desire. Wetness gathering between my thighs. Casper dipped his tongue inside me, tasting how much I wanted him.
He licked me with an obvious hunger. Like he needed it. There was no denying that I was wide awake when he dragged his tongue down to my ass. Teasing it with several flicks, making me moan softly. After all the noise I had made last night, I was wary of being too loud so early in the morning. The walls were relatively thin. My neighbors were going to hate me.
It didn’t take long for him to make me come. Licking me from top to bottom and back again repeatedly, Casper quickly brought me to another mind bending orgasm. Maybe if he wasn’t so damn perfect in every way, it would be easier to resist him.
I didn’t really want to resist him though. It just felt like the right thing to do. We were so different. We lived in two entirely different worlds. How could we ever be together without it blowing up in our faces?
Codie and Storm momentarily flitted through my mind. They made it work. Did I dare hope?
Casper rose up over me, peering down at me in the dark. I was able to make out his silhouette. The details of his face were obscured, making him even more of a mystery. He coaxed a surprised yelp from me by slapping my pussy. Gathering me up in his arms, he sat down on the bed, leaning against the wall, placing me on his lap.
I didn’t need any encouragement. I gladly slid down his hard cock, still surprised at the way it stretched me inside. Forcing me to accommodate him. Being so full momentarily stole my breath.
Casper caught the back of my head, holding it with his large hand. Bringing me in for a kiss that made me taste myself on his lips. Bracing myself atop him, I moved in a steady rhythm. Trying to set a pace that felt good for us both. Not content to sit there and take it, Casper gripped my hips hard enough to bruise, pulling me down onto his cock.
Every downward stroke left me reeling. Our position felt powerfully intimate. Despite the lack of light, I felt him watching me. Studying me in the dark. Every now and then he would jerk me down especially hard, thrusting his cock up into me. Hitting depths I hadn’t known were possible. Almost painful yet so fucking good.
My hands were all over him, needing to feel the hard planes of his body. Drifting over his shoulders and down his chest. Casper felt like a work of art. His body was free of ink aside from his left arm, which was covered from neck to wrist. So many colorful swirls that I’d done my best to memorize in the light.
I gasped when Casper clutched a handful of my hair, yanking my head back as he leaned in to bite my throat. His teeth bit into my skin, causing me to cry out despite my effort tohold back. Immediately the touch of his lips and tongue followed as he kissed the pain away.
Never before had I known a lover so involved. So deeply connected. There was something more between us than the physical act we engaged in. Something else was happening. I knew in that moment that I would never escape him.
