“Is it completely wrong that I want to take you again?”
I hesitated, not sure how to answer him. It was so wrong, but as I looked into his eyes, I shook my head no and bit my bottom lip. As much as he wanted to take me, I wanted him to. I felt his fingers dance along my inner thigh, getting closer to my center. I closed my eyes, waiting for him to touch me, but he pulled his hand back.
“Don't tease me,” I moaned.
His hand moved back up my thigh, this time getting closer to my center than before, then pulled away again. “Why not?”
I looked into his eyes, his pupils dilated as he looked up at me with a soft smile.
“Because it's not fair!” I lifted my body off the couch to bite his bottom lip as my hand reached down and ran my hand over his hard cock one time only, then pulled away, listening to the groan that left his throat.
Again, I felt his hand dancing along the skin of my inner thigh, this time though, he reached into the leg of my shorts and ran his fingers through my center, teasing my clit. A moan escaped me as his lips crashed down on mine. He stopped, and when I was about to voice my complaint, he buried two fingers deep inside of me.
“Is that better, baby?”
When I felt myself starting to tighten around his fingers, he removed his fingers and picked me up off the couch, carrying me down the hall. He placed me down on the floor by the bed and pulled my shirt over my head. Then he slowly pulled my shorts down, kissing down my body, until they fell in a puddle at my feet. I ran my hands down his strong chest to the waistband of his sweats and pulled them down, his cock springing free. He pulled me down onto the bed, kissing me slow and deep. Lying on his back he gripped my waist, holding on to me while I straddled him. Placing himself at my opening, he guided himself inside of me, bringing me down on top of him as he relaxed against the mattress. I felt so full this way, and he waited to let me adjust to him.
With our eyes locked, I slowly started to rock my hips. He took his hands and ran them down my breasts to my belly, finally resting them once again on my hips. I loved feeling him deep inside of me.
He sat up on the edge of the bed, picked me up and lay me on my back, thrusting into me deeply. I wrapped my legs around his waist and moaned deeply as he continued to pound into me. We came hard and fast, Brody collapsing on me.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Cass
Ihad just finished cleaningup the small kitchen in the back of the store, so I sat down at the table, opened my laptop, and started writing. While we were waiting for the new tires he had ordered me to come in, Brody had religiously driven me every day to the shop and picked me up. Today, I had to wait for Brody. He had been called out on a call late this morning and was on his way back. He had messaged me just as I was closing to let me know he would be here a little after six.
My phone pinged with a message while I was checking Amazon for a couple of Christmas gifts for Brody.
BRODY: I should be there soon, just unloading the truck, hang tight
ME: No worries, I'm not going anywhere
I smiled to myself and put the phone down on the table and went back to writing. The familiar ping rang through the room once again.
BRODY: I can't wait to see you, been a long day, I need me some Cass time
ME: Makes two of us
BRODY: You need Cass time too? I really didn't want to have to share you
I smiled to myself and was just about to type out my response when my phone started to ring, and Ray's name flashed across my screen. I was almost paralyzed with fear. I had done a good job of answering his text messages, but I couldn't answer his call, he would hear my betrayal in my voice. I tried to ignore it, but he called again. He would know I was finished work and would more than likely be either just leaving the store or on my way home. When the phone rang for the third time in a row, I decided I didn't have a choice, I had to answer the phone and face him.
“Hello,” I said quietly into the phone, trying to hide the shake in my voice.
“There you are. I’ve called three times, where were you?”
I looked around the tiny room and shut down the lid of my laptop. There was no use in trying to write anymore waiting for Brody because I knew after this call, the words wouldn't flow.
“Sorry, I was just in the shower, I left my phone in the living room.”
“You're home already?”
I glanced at the time, I was cutting it close to have been home and in the shower by six.
“It was quiet today, I wasn't feeling all that well, so I closed a little early.” I doubted he would buy that either.
“You closed early?” he asked in disbelief. “Cass, I told you, you are burning the candle at both ends, I wish you would just drop this silly book stuff, get some rest.”