Page 14 of Unsure in Love

Her moans were as delicious as her silken skin. When I moved lower, grazing my lips over her stomach, a delightful giggle resonated. I glanced up with amusement. Clamping a hand over her mouth, she giggled again. “Sorry. Ticklish.” Then she sobered and her eyes narrowed. “That stays between us forever. And never tell anyone I giggle.”

After a beat of silence, I smiled. I’d smiled more in Cass’s company for a couple of hours than I had my entire life. “Your secrets are safe with me.”

Patches of crimson filled her cheeks, and I hid my growing amusement between her thighs. So, Cassandra Bennet was all soft and pink under the tough girl exterior. I’d already seen another of the many layers I figured she had.

As soon as my lips touched her hot, dripping flesh, she cried out. The way she whispered my name was everything. I licked and teased, drawing out moan after moan from her. I’d barely found a rhythm when her legs clamped around my shoulders and she shuddered in my hold.

“Holy shit, that was fast,” she gasped.

Amused, I asked, “Why do you sound so surprised?”

“I’ve just never… it usually takes longer.”

I lifted one eyebrow, trying my damndest not to look too smug. It was settled. I intended to make her cum so many times that she’d never forget my presence between her soft thighs for as long as she lived.

The possessiveness that rose out of nowhere gave me pause. Why did I care what she did after tonight? Why was jealousy rearing its ugly head at the thought of some other guy pawing her hot little body?

Jesus.

The part of me that never got too attached was considering seeing Cass again. I was quickly losing myself with her.

She propped herself up on her elbows when I remained frozen. “You’re doing it again. Just staring.” She let out a laugh that rang with nervousness. “Are you okay?”

“Of course. It’s just… you’re super responsive.”

Her eyebrows drew together. She didn’t buy my reason for zoning out again. I had to fix this before awkwardness seeped in to ruin the night. Diving back in, I found her sensitive bud to drive her back to the peak of pleasure where she’d forget all about my little episode. It worked. She fell back with a gasp, and there were no more questions. Once I slipped two fingers between her folds and found her sweet spot, I could tell she was lost in pleasure.

Cass let out a drawn-out moan. “How are you so good at this?”

With a smirk, I lifted my head to watch her shatter again. The picture of her writhing in pleasure rivaled the one of her on her knees with my cock in between her lips.

Beautiful.

“Get back up here,” she panted. “I need you now.”

My same sentiment. I didn’t think I could go another minute without taking a dip in that delicious heat of hers. Pulling away, I grabbed my pants and searched my pockets. Thankfully, after nearly panicking that I didn’t come equipped, I found a couple of condoms in my wallet. Although, I’m pretty sure I would have been willing to bareback it with Cass if I had to. She was that irresistible, enough for me to risk it.

Tearing the tiny packet, I hurriedly covered myself and practically dove back between her legs. Before I could settle, with surprising strength, she rolled us over. Stunned, I blinked up at her, then grinned. Hell, she looked incredible on top too, so why not? Black curls framing her face, eyes glassy with post-orgasm bliss and raw desire, she was like a sensual goddess. Palms on my chest, she lifted herself and slid down my cock. The way she slowly engulfed me in her incredibly tight passage made me see stars.

“You feel amazing,” I moaned.

She ground her hips harder and faster, driving me to the point of ecstasy and boldly taking her own pleasure. “Speak Spanish to me, Latin Lover.”

Despite the orgasm right around the corner, amusement coursed through me. Fingers tightening around her hips, I obliged.

“Eres tan hermosa, àngel.” She was indeed beautiful… and my angel. My very sultry angel.

To my pleasant surprise, Cass tilted her head back and erupted again. “Oh, my God, Damian.”

Wide-eyed, I watched her. If that was what got her off, I’d whisper Spanish in her ear all night. Her muscles clenching drove me wild. Holding her tighter, I thrust upward until I fell over the edge with her. My groan filled the room, and for a moment, I wished I was filling her and not a piece of rubber. The he-man part of me wanted to leave a mark, to completely stake my claim on Cass.

She collapsed on top of me, and I held her tighter than I typically did any woman I just had a hot one-night-stand with. For the first time, I didn’t want to detach physically or emotionally. Breathless, I stared up at the ceiling, wondering what kind of spell Cass had woven over me.

“Are you staying?” Cass’ hesitant words pulled me from my stupor. She lifted her head to peer at me. Eyes clashing with hers, I picked up on several emotions I was sure she’d rather I didn’t see. Uncertainty, nervousness, hope.

Swallowing the apprehension brought on by the onslaught of new emotions, I smiled. “Baby, I’m not even half finished with you yet.”

She gaped and then giggled when I flipped us over.

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