“You're so beautiful, Hailey.”
Cason took a nipple into his mouth and began sucking lightly. My toes curled at the sensation of his mouth on me, and I pressed myself into him. I needed him. I needed my fantasy from the past to become a reality.
Cason slipped my yoga pants down and off me, leaving me in just my panties. I reached for his zipper and he helped me, sliding his pants down just enough to expose his nice, long cock glistening with pre-cum. I stared for a long time, in awe. This was Cason McCormick's cock, and it was larger than I imagined it to be.
Staring into his eyes as I wrapped my tiny hand around the base of his rod, I started to stroke him. His eyes fluttered a bit, but they stayed open, his gaze firmly fixed on me.
Cason rolled over on his back and said, “Come here, Hailey. I'm going to make all your dreams come true.”
I'm sure it was meant to be a joke, or playing off what I'd said downstairs. Either way, the cocky grin on his face soaked my panties. Holding my hand, he guided me on top of him, pushing my panties to the side as I straddled him.
His hard cock slid over my clit as he rubbed himself against me. I moved back and forth, moaning at the feeling of him so close to my opening. With one hand, I took him and guided him where he needed to be. Locking eyes with my teenage crush, I lowered myself down onto him.
The tip of his hard cock pushed into me, stretching me open and I bit my lip to keep from crying out too loudly. My head fell forward, and I buried my face into his shirt to stop my moaning from carrying downstairs.
Cason closed the distance between us, thrusting upward and filling me up with his long, thick shaft. Once sheathed inside of me, he lifted my face and made me look at him, kissing the tip of my nose. Slowly, our bodies started moving together. I rocked back and forth, getting used to the sensation of having him inside of me.
The springs of my bed creaked, and we had to keep it slow. Cason still managed to keep himself in control, however, holding my ass and grinding upward into me. I ground myself down, trying to take as much of him inside me as possible, and the sensations were unbelievable. Trying to stay quiet was hard, but oh so sexy.
Cason's groans filled my ear as I kept my head buried into his chest. As much as I feared someone might hear us, I couldn't ask him to be quiet – the sound of him enjoying himself, of the pleasure my body was giving him – was such a turn on. It was something I'd fantasized about so often when I was younger – and now, there I was. That thought alone almost made me come.
I squeezed my pussy around him, grabbing hold of his cock and his entire body tensed up. A low growl escaped his throat as he looked into my eyes.
“Damn, Hailey,” he said. “You're so goddamn tight.”
Turning my head, I looked over at him. His jaw was clenched tight, and his face was twisted into a look of pure bliss. Seeing his handsome, sexy eyes staring back at me was enough to send me over the edge, and I felt a warmth down below. It grew warmer and my body tensed as spasms started low in my pussy.
Cason held onto me tightly, keeping me from falling off the edge of the bed, as I bucked wildly on top of him, my climax hitting me hard and fast.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I mumbled, biting his shirt to keep myself from screaming. “Oh Cason, yes...”
His breathing was growing ragged as well, and I knew he was close. His eyes were squeezed shut tight, his jaw was clenched, and I could tell he was doing everything in his power to put off the inevitable.
“Come for me, Cason,” I begged. “Please, baby, come for me.”
A long, drawn out grown escaped his lips and I watched as his eyes grow wide. He pulled my body down, hard, on top of him and I felt him shuddering beneath me.
“Oh fuck,” he said, appearing surprised by the pleasure flowing through his body.
That look, and feeling him climax inside of me, made my own body clench tight around him, another orgasm rippling through me. It was so intense and the waves of pleasure so fierce, it felt like my pussy was literally milking his cock of every last ounce of seed.
Together, we came, shuddering and trying to be as quiet as possible as we rode out the last few moments of bliss together. When my body stopped writhing, I collapsed on top of Cason, my body spent. We looked at each other and shared a smile borne of pure ecstasy.
“Was it as good as you'd hoped?” Cason asked me, pushing my hair from my face.
“It was better than I ever could have imagined,” I said.
CHAPTER TWELVE - BENNETT
“Cason came home early last night,” I said, in passing, to Quinn. “Can't be a good sign for him.”
Quinn was in the kitchen at the Driftwood, prepping for the day before our youngest brother came in. He hadn't said much since Cason's date the night before, and neither of us had talked to Cason after either. Considering that he was home by eight, it was probably a safe bet that he didn't get lucky.
“Mmm Hmm,” Quinn said, focusing all his attention on the tomatoes he was slicing.
“Why don't you get someone else to do that?” I scoffed. “That's why we have staff.”
“Because I have nothing better to do,” Quinn said. “Not like I have much of a real role around here.”