Letting Go

by J. M. Witt

  “Found it.” I saw Cal pull my phone off the charger on the kitchen counter. “Who’s James?” He was holding the phone out of my reach and waggling his eyebrows.

  “Knock it off, Cal. Give me the phone.” I wasn’t asking nicely. He tried to hold the phone even higher. Two could play that game. I grabbed his nipple and twisted. He dropped his arm and I snatched my phone.

  “Dammit, Cass, that hurt.” Jane was in stitches.

  “Good!” I rushed out the front door and stood on the steps for some privacy. “When did you change my ring tone?”

  “Hello, Cassidy.” He sounded somber and dark.

  “You ok?”

  “I’m fine. What are you wearing?”

  His question caught me off guard. I decided to play along. “Nothing. What are you wearing?”

  “Don’t lie to me, Cassidy.” I sensed that he was smiling on the other end of the phone.

  “How do you know I’m lying, Mr. Benedict?” I was taunting him.

  “Because you’re standing on your front porch,” What the hell? “and if you’re naked on your front porch we’re going to have a problem.” I started looking up and down the street, but it was too dark to make out a thing. “Get rid of your company, Cassidy!” I wanted to respond but heard the call disconnect instead.

  “Somebody’s blushing.” Jane stated the obvious as I walked back in the door.

  I shrugged my shoulders and the smile on my face spoke volumes as I hiccupped. I may have overdone it on the champagne. “You’re supposed to be on my side!” I scolded Jane.

  “I should get going. It’s getting late,” Jane said to me with a wink.

  “How are you going to get home?” I asked her.

  “Oh yeah.” She pulled her cell out, “I’ll just call a cab. No biggie.”

  “I can take you.”

  “Now who’s blushing?” I stuck my tongue out at Cal and Jane. I was giggly and had clearly had too much to drink.

  “Who’s James?” he asked me again.

  “Ask Jane. I have a feeling she knows him better than I do.” I faked a yawn and ushered them out the door as nicely as I could. I watched Cal escort Jane to his truck. As he walked to the driver’s side he waved and threw me a wink. “Behave!”

  “I could say the same to you, little sister!”

  As they pulled away I walked back inside. I decided to clear the dishes and reload the dishwasher. There were probably twenty empty boxes of various sizes stacked in and beside each other on my living room floor, and although we’d made a lot of progress unpacking, I still hadn’t found my iPod. Damn. My phone started playing the same tune again and I rushed to answer it. “Yes, Mr. Benedict.” I was attempting to give him my best sexy voice.

  “You said you’d call me Sir all night. What are you wearing, Cassidy?”

  My heart started racing. He sounded so sexy and brooding; I was instantly wet. “Nothing, Sir.”

  “Don’t lie to me, Cassidy!” I jumped about a foot off the floor as I heard the front door slam shut and then he locked it. He came through the front door without me even knowing he was here.

  “Yes, Sir.” I was breathless and he was on me in a heartbeat.

  

  ~ JAMES ~

  After I left Frida’s, I drove to the office where I knew Melissa was waiting. I should’ve known better than to keep her waiting. This was going to go one of two ways; bad or really bad.

  I parked in the underground garage in my designated spot and took the elevator up. Taking a deep breath, I prepared myself as the elevator stopped and the doors opened. I could hear the screaming from where I stood and I rushed through the double glass doors and headed toward my office. Jennifer, our secretary, ducked just before a vase shattered above the wall behind her.

  I stormed into my office and roared, “Melissa, enough! Sorry Jen, I can take it from here.” Jen scuttled out and shut the door behind her while mumbling profanities. “God dammit, Melissa. What’s the problem now?”

  She slithered over like the snake she was, immediately smiling at my presence. “Hey, baby. I’ve been waiting a long time.” She was pouting. She started running her hands up and down my arms before I grabbed her wrists and held her away from me. “I need an advance on my rent.” Now she was batting her eyelashes at me.

  “Stop the bullshit, Melissa. You live in your Dad’s building.” I escorted her to the couch and made my way to my desk, flopping down in my chair. “What’s really going on? Are you using again?” She started fidgeting.

  “Nothing, no, it’s all good.”

  “You’re sure? The deal is off if...” I glared at her. I really felt sorry for her. We’d known each other since we were kids. The biggest mistake I made was taking her to bed.

  “No, no, I just got over extended and Daddy has cut me off, with the exception of a roof over my head. Please James.”

  My heart got the better of me and I just wanted her out of there. I told her I’d help her anyway I could, as long as she stayed clean. “How much do you need?” She jumped off the couch and threw herself on me. “Melissa, get off.” I pushed her off me again and headed to my safe.

  After Melissa left I got caught up on some business. I scrolled through my email and dealt with them accordingly. Once I’d checked in with all the contractors and confirmed all was good, I decided it was enough for one Saturday. I had struggled to get my mind off Cassidy ever since I left her on her doorstep.

  Things went smoother than I had anticipated when I revealed myself to her. My instincts were correct about the attraction; it was mutual and intense. I did a quick run through the office and locked up before leaving.

  When I pulled out of the garage I realized it was already dark. Looking at the dash, I saw that it was already close to eight p.m. I recalled the morning at the hotel and her responses to my touch, which was immediate every time. She has welcomed every advance, so why was I so nervous to show her my kinky side? She was the first woman in a very long time I had wanted to get kinky with. Bits and pieces at a time would have to do. I didn’t want to scare her away by going too fast. I was getting hard just thinking about tying her up. I decided I had to see her, immediately.

  I drove toward her townhouse and couldn’t stop my blood from boiling when I saw the Ford pickup in her driveway. It took all my strength not to knock down her door. I parked down the street, after memorizing the plate, and called Smith. It felt like I waited for far too long for Smith to call back. Finally, my cell rang.

  “Smith, what took so long? Oh, sorry Joe. Yes, whatever needs to be repaired just do it and send Jennifer the bill. Make sure everything is working, including the radio.” My call waiting beeped. “I’ll be in touch tomorrow.” I switched lines. “Smith?”

  I felt like an ass; it was just her brother. I growled, “Thanks, Smith.” That was a meeting I was not quite prepared for. Calvin, no doubt, would not react kindly to my involvement with his sister. I decided to pick up my cell and called her.

  She caused me to smile with her questioning the ring tone change I made to her phone. “Hello, Cassidy.” I gave her the best somber tone I could muster.

  “You ok?” It was working, she was sounding concerned.

  “I’m fine. What are you wearing?”

  I heard her sudden intake of breath and her quick response. “Nothing. What are you wearing?” Lying minx.

  “Don’t lie to me, Cassidy.”

  “How do you know I’m lying, Mr. Benedict?” She thought she had the upper hand. I liked playing this game with her.

  “Because you’re standing on your front porch.” She perked up and started looking up and down the street. “And if you’re naked on your front porch, we’re going to have a problem.” With the lack of street lights, she would never make out the Rover in the dark from that distance. “Get rid of your company, Cassidy!” I saw her look back and forth from the phone to the street before she rushed inside.

  After a few minutes I saw the door open and Calvin and a girl walked
out. Wait, was that Jane? “What the hell is she doing there?” I grabbed my cell and texted Jane.

  Keep your trap shut about me, cuz.

  Love, J.

  She was in the truck now and it wasn’t long before I received her reply.

  Got it bad, do you?! You’re not alone.

  She couldn’t be more obvious if she

  pushed us out the door!

  Love, J

  Calvin and Jane drove down the street and around the corner. I made my way closer to her house, climbed out of the Rover and strode to her door. I dialed her again.

  I checked the door and was pleased to find it unlocked. I caught a glimpse of her in the kitchen. This was going to be fun.

  “Don’t lie to me, Cassidy!” She jumped almost a foot off the floor once I slammed the door and turned the lock before I rushed her.

  I was on her so quick and hard that I knocked the wind out of her. Pinning her against the kitchen wall, I was already hard as my mouth claimed hers as my own. The kiss was so fanatical that my head was spinning and I could almost taste the champagne on her lips. She moaned into my mouth and rubbed against my erection as she pulled away for air. I could smell her arousal and positioned her against the kitchen wall. Grinding my hips into her, feeling like I couldn’t get my mouth or body close enough, I knew I had to possess her.

  “James, is everything ok?” I was practically smothering her; I needed to tone it down, “I just needed to see you, feel you, and remind myself you’re real.”

  Cassidy grabbed my face and pulled my eyes to hers. She looked at me like I was crazy. “I’m here. I’m not going anywhere. I’d be crazy to. Remember, you’re the only one to make me orgasm during intercourse.”

  I gazed at her, my mood immediately lightening as I flashed half a grin. She seemed to know exactly how to lighten the mood. “How about I do it again?” I started kissing down her neck, “and again, and again.”

  Like she couldn’t say no to me, “You had me at again.”

  She wanted it; it was written all over her. I found my way under her camisole as she took my jacket off impatiently. I had to have her. I reached down and wrapped my hands under her thighs and pulled her up so she straddled my waist. I carried her to the counter. I needed more of her and ripped her sweater and camisole off and over her head. Her breasts were taunting me in that lacey bra of hers. I had to taste them. I was rougher than I planned, but she didn’t object. My control was at its limit.

  “James…” Acting like a crazed animal I tugged and sucked on her breasts through the bra so rigorously that I’m sure it was almost painful, but she didn’t ask me to stop. I pressed into her and she was quiet, breathing rapidly. “I need you now, Cassidy. Fast and hard.” She looked hungrier than I had seen before, exquisitely lost in lust as she began removing my belt. Once my belt was removed she pushed down my trousers, needing me as much as I needed her. Her fingers searched for the elastic of my boxers and found none. The only thing waiting for her was my erection and she grabbed on and squeezed until I growled. “Fuck. You’re killing me.”

  “Sir, I’m shocked. Commando?” She was smirking at me, feigning innocence as she began stroking me.

  I shrugged my shoulders, “I forgot?” Her assault on my cock continued and I was ready to burst. Closing my eyes, I let my head roll back and savored her touch.

  “I think you had this planned all day, Sir.”

  Looking back to her I saw that she had tilted her head sideways, narrowing her eyes at me. She was such a tease. “I had some things planned today too,” she leaned in and began licking my neck.

  She swiped her tongue all up my neck and all the way to my earlobe, and then sucked it in her mouth. She was going to kill me. Suddenly I was thrown back; that would be the only time she would catch me off guard. She jumped off the counter in a heartbeat and dropped to her knees. I would surely burst if her mouth touched me. I yanked her back up and she was visibly disappointed.

  She reached for me again and was pulled to her feet before she had a chance to taste me. “Hey!”

  “I said now! I don’t have the patience for your teasing tongue right now.” I tried to smile, but any control I had mustered had faded; I was entirely serious.

  “You’re no fun. How do you know my tongue is teasing?” She asked with pouty eyes and lips.

  Pursing her beautiful lips and batting her eyes I responded, “Stop trying to distract me with that beautiful mouth.” Pushing her back toward the kitchen counter, I reached for her as she readied her lips for a kiss and instead I reached behind her to unclasp her bra with a flick of my wrist. Turning her around, I pushed her face down on the counter. She jumped as the cold granite pierced her skin, but recovered quicker than I expected her to. I ran my hands down from her shoulders to her waist and then removed her shorts. I was greeted by her lovely round ass. “Looks like I’m not the only one going commando.”

  “I told you I had things planned too,” she was panting against the counter, her body heaving to the rhythm.

  Her glorious ass, so round and perfect, was begging for a spanking. SMACK. “Ouch. Oh, God.”

  She was startled and just as quickly as she tensed up she relaxed again when my kisses began to cover her ass and the beautiful mark that now adorned her. I ran my hand up the inside of her damp thigh and covered her mound. “You’re so wet. Do you want me, Cassidy?” She was so responsive.

  “God, yes.”

  “Yes what?” I continued to rub her clit.

  “Yes, sir. I want you, only you.”

  A shudder ran through me at her words. I pulled the condom out of my shirt pocket, kicked my shoes off and slid the condom on. I positioned myself at her opening and started rubbing my wrapped head all over her clit. She groaned and I was certain it was one of the best things she had ever felt.

  I was gliding my cock all over her clit and she immediately pushed back against me, enjoying what I was doing. “Are you ready?” I slammed into before she finished nodding her approval. I stilled just long enough for her to take a deep breath, pulled back and crashed into her again. She moved her arms up; gripping the other side of the kitchen counter to compensate the power I exhibited.

  It was like she was made for me. I could feel her pulsing around me as I pulled back and rammed into her again. I needed her closer. I yanked her closer as her arms fully extended across the kitchen island. My strength was the only thing keeping her from falling off the counter. Holding her hips, all that could be heard was the smacking of flesh on flesh and our breathing that was in tune with one another.

  Chapter Nine – Unloaded…

  ~ JAMES ~

  She looked stunning sprawled on her front as she begged me to give her more. I pulled her hips off the counter toward me to keep her still and continued pushing into her. She met and greeted each thrust with equal precision. I could feel her body tensing as I removed my hand from her hip to caress her lower belly and then down thru her curls. She bucked against me as I began massaging her tight nub.

  “Oh James, that feels so good.”

  Her pussy reared up as I pushed her toward her climax. She clenched around me and pressed back into me. The frenzy was building up in her and then she was crying out, possibly before she was ready.

  “James, if you don’t stop, I can’t.”

  “Now Cassidy. Never hold back.” Almost immediately she began convulsing around me. I couldn’t take anymore as my own release had me near to trembling behind her. She let go as the spasms took over her body. Every nerve was flinching and she grew silent. With the blood pounding in my cock I came too, shaking behind her. I fell onto her back painting kisses on her shoulders as the last of my release filled the condom.

  “Cassidy, are you okay?” I had hoped that I wasn’t too rough. She did better than I could’ve hoped with the power I had exhibited on her, but would she be able to handle more than just my strength? I reached up to release her hands that still clung to the counter. Pulling her up, I turned her around to face
me and she looked completely sated.

  “I’m wonderful.”

  It was quick, hard, glorious and over too soon. I kissed her lips tenderly. She had seen a couple sides to me know and seemed to enjoy them all. Wrapping her arms around me she realized I was still wearing a shirt and still semi-erect. She yanked the condom off, threw it in the garbage before I could stop her and my cock jumped at her touch.

  “Let’s go.” I dragged her through the living room and to the stairs as she started to panic. She let go of my hand, jumping to the step in front of me, forgetting she was naked.

  “James, my room, well, maybe we could go back to your place.”

  She DID NOT want me to see her room? I wondered if it was a wreck and lacking as my eyes narrowed at her and I tilted my head in question.

  She looked worried. “What’s the problem Cassidy? Now I’m even more curious.” Where the hell did that come from? Maybe she was a slob and didn’t want me to see her panties on the floor, but maybe I wanted to see them. I threw her over my shoulder and continued making my way up the stairs.

  She seemed to surrender and didn’t fight me as I carried her up the stairs. Walking into her room I was floored by what I saw. “What the fuck is this?” This was not what I expected to see. I set her back on her feet. “Is that a twin bed? Are you twelve?” I couldn’t contain my amusement and began laughing.

  She smacked me on the chest. “If I’m twelve you’re in big trouble.”

  “Why in God’s name are you sleeping on a twin bed?” The things I had in mind for her would never work on a twin bed.

  Shrugging her shoulders she replied, “I don’t know. It’s not been on the top of my list and it’s always been just me, for the most part.”

  “Well, it’ll have to do. Just means I’ll be on you, in you and touching you all night.” I looked deep in her eyes so she’d understand my meaning as I ran my index finger down the center of her chest. I pulled my shirt off before dragging her toward the bathroom. “First, I want to shower with you.”