Have I Told You

by F. L. Jacob

  Caston growled into my neck, “Sabrina, oh my God,” sending me over the edge. He followed right after me. We sat tangled in each other’s arms breathing heavily.

  “Wow,” I huffed out between breaths.

  “My God, you’re perfect.” Caston said, as he looked up into my eyes, moving the hair from my face.

  “Take me home, Caston. I need you, again.” Our mouths crashed onto each other, not wanting this moment to end just yet.

  I’m not sure how we made it home without crashing. My hands were all over him, and he had one hand between my legs stroking my wet folds during the entire drive. Pulling up to the front door, Caston slammed the car into park and jumped out. Running to my side, he flung the door open, and scooped me up to carry me inside. We were so lost in each other, we forgot to shut the door to the Jeep. His mouth was on mine the entire time as he carried me over the threshold. Kicking the house door closed behind him, he pushed me up onto the wall, until I was straddling him with my legs over his shoulders and my exposed sex in his face. I let out a quick scream of elation, as he flicked his tongue on my clit. Folding myself down over him, I hugged his head. He alternated between sucking my lips and plunging his tongue deep inside me. Lapping up my juices, his tongue was doing things I had never felt before. I felt his hands on my ass, holding me up, and with one last flick of his tongue I was a convulsing mess. Blacking out, I felt like I’d lost my mind and all my ability to make any sound. I never thought seeing stars from an orgasm was possible before tonight. He slowly eased up on his licking to bring me back down to earth.

  My arms went limp and I leaned my head back against the wall, too sated to support myself. Caston kissed the insides of each thigh and slowly lowered me off his shoulders, sliding me down the wall carefully, he asked with an evil grin, “Do you think you can stand?” I nodded, but he kept me pinned against the wall anyway. “Open your eyes.” I did as I was told. “How was that?” His voice was smooth as silk. I shivered and took a deep breath. I smiled, but right as I was about to say something, he kissed me again, deep and hard. I could taste myself on his tongue, and I couldn’t get enough. Still reeling with aftershocks from my last orgasm I suddenly burst again. I flipped my head back and screamed Caston’s name, my legs gave out on me this time.

  Caston scooped me up and carried me to the stairs. He set me on the steps and quickly discarded his clothing. His cock sprang out, throbbing, needing to be touched. I reached forward, but he stopped me. “Bre, I really want to be in your wet pussy right now, if you touch me I think it’ll be the end for me.” He reached forward, pulling me to his mouth, as he pulls my shirt over my head and unsnaps my bra. Cupping my breasts in his hands, he moved his mouth over my nipple, slowly sucking and toying with it until it was sharp as glass. His fingers squeezed my other nipple, until I gasped at slight pain. As he was playing, one hand grazed down my stomach and quickly made its way to my slit. Parting my lips, he pushed his fingers deep in me, again. I felt so helpless, wanting to touch his hard cock, but he asked me not to, so I raked my fingernails down his back. His head flung back, and he let out the deepest caveman grunt. It sent waves down my spine, flooding my already sopping pussy.

  “Oh God, Caston, please. Please, God, I need to taste you, now.” He removed his fingers and brought them to my mouth to suck. Without hesitation, I grabbed his hand and sucked his fingers clean, as if my life depended on it. Our eyes locked and I watched his breathing grow ragged and his muscles flex as he moved, making me want him more.

  “Think we can make it to the bedroom?” His eyes looked into mine, already filled with promise of more.

  “Oh, I think I can. But you…” I poked him in the chest. “I don’t think you will be able to.”

  He laughed deeply and rolled off of me enough that I was able to hop up and turn to sprint up the stairs.

  “Oh no, you don’t,” he calls out, laughing, jumping up to follow me.

  I only made it to the top of the stairway before he caught me, and grabbed me around the waist, pulling me into him. I could feel how he was hard when he ground himself into my behind. His hands reached up to caress my breasts. I let out a moan, my head falling back onto his shoulder. Just as I started to get hot again, he lifted me up and flung me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and smacked my ass.

  “Ouch,” I laughed. “Put me down.”

  “Nope.” He said, smacking me on the ass again. “You need to be spanked for trying to get away from me.”

  I heard a door open behind me and I froze.

  “Jules, didn’t know you were up here.” Caston says cheerfully as if nothing is wrong. You’d never know he was standing there naked with me over his shoulder by the way he sounded.

  “I’m so sorry, sir, I didn’t hear you. I had my earphones on, while I was cleaning the room. Excuse me.”

  I covered my face and groaned into Caston’s back. He laughed a deep, happy sound and started moving toward his room.

  I squirmed in his arms, reaching down to smack him on the ass.

  “Hold still woman, or I’ll drop you.” He said through his chuckle.

  As we passed Jules, I covered my eyes and held up my hand for a slight wave. “Hi, Jules.”

  She giggled, “Welcome back, Ms. Bennett.”

  He carried me into the bedroom, and flipped me down on the bed.

  “Cass, that was so not cool.”

  The smile engulfing his face was infectious. I’d never felt so happy. My heart felt like it was exploding in my chest. Crawling his way up to my face, I felt the light brush of his skin on mine and I shivered. Caston pushed my legs wide with his leg as he sheathed himself and positioned his cock at my entrance.

  “Tell me what you want.”

  The deep, dark look in his eyes sent a rush of sexual butterflies through my body making my core ache for him.

  “I need you, Caston, please.”

  He scoops my hips up, as he plunges into me hard and fast. The shock wave of pleasure that shot through me was like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. It didn’t take long for us to come together.

  Collapsing into each other’s arms we drifted off into a peaceful sated sleep.

  I woke sometime later to Caston stroking the hair from my face. I smiled up at him. Stretching and yawning, I placed a kiss on his chest over his heart.

  He moaned lightly when my lips caressed his skin.

  “Caston.”

  “Yes, Sabrina.”

  I bit my lip and looked up into his eyes. “You don’t have to use a condom, if you don’t want too.”

  “Bre, I don’t think…”

  “Cass, I was tested during our break.” A blush rises in my cheeks. “I’m clean, and I’m on the pill.”

  His mouth devoured mine. “Oh, baby. I’ve been tested and I’m clean too. To feel you completely…” A growl escaped from his throat and he crashed his mouth to mine again. We just laid there making out on the bed feeling each other’s bodies, memorizing every inch of each other.

  My back arched, as his hand ran slowly from my leg up to my neck. Curving around my neck, his fingers entwined with my hair and he drew me in for another kiss. This was different feeling, this was controlled, needy even. His tongue swiped mine lightly, and the slowness of it made me tingle all over. My eyes shut and I let myself get lost in his kiss. His hand tightened in my hair, tilting my head to one side, so he would have better access to my neck. His lips made a light trail down my neck and I let out a whimper. I was sopping wet for him. “I need you, Caston.”

  “I want to make love to you, again. This time I want to take my time and enjoy every part of you.”

  “Please, I need to feel every part of you.”

  He wasted no time, as he positioned himself over me, rubbing his hard cock through my slit, making my juices flow harder. He looked down at me with hooded eyes. Not only was there love in them, there was compassion, there was need. I felt loved, wanted. Feeling like my old self. Whole again.

  I watche
d him as he entered me. Slowly. When he was almost fully buried in me, his eyes closed and his head arched back. He made the most magnificent sound. I needed him closer. Reaching up, I slid my arms around his back and brought him down on top of me. He didn’t protest. Wrapping his arms around me, we held on to each other, as if our lives depended on one another. We were connected. Our bodies fit together, like they were meant for each other. Feeling him bare inside me felt right and natural. His movements were slow and controlled. I could feel every ripple deep inside me. The need flowing between us was intense. His mouth was on my mine, tugging at my lip, and finally giving me the deepest kiss. I moaned into his mouth. I approached my breaking point. Reaching my climax, I broke my mouth away from his to let out a scream. Caston sped up slightly, reaching his climax soon after mine, collapsing on top of me. We were still holding onto each other, as we drifted peacefully into sleep.

  I woke up, and the sun was shining, filling the room with warmth. Caston and I were still holding onto each other. It felt right being there with him. I let my eyes close, again, after I looked at my angel sleeping next to me.

  I must have drifted back asleep, because I woke up again to movement next to me. A light kiss brushed my lips, and a smile crept up on my face. “Morning,” I whispered with my eyes still shut.

  “Good morning, my love,” He kissed me, again, a little deeper.

  “Mmmm, I could get used to this,” I cooed.

  “Me too, Bre.” He brushed the hair from my face and leaned down to kiss my neck. “Ready to start the day?”

  “Nah, let’s stay in bed all day.”

  “I would love to stay in bed all day with you, but you have to get to class. I don’t want Professor Lee on my bad side.”

  I stuck my lip out into a full pout. “But, Caston…”

  He scrunched his face and closed his eyes. “Don’t beg, please. I’m not strong enough to say no to you.”

  I snuggled up into his chest, hoping this would make him change his mind. To my shock, he moved quickly, scooping me up and carrying me to the shower. He stepped in with me and quickly turned on the water. Setting me down under the cascade of water, he grabbed one of the bottles off the seat. Pouring the gel in his hands, he lathered me up with the sweet smell of lavender.

  I laugh at the lavender wash. “When did you start using lavender body wash? It wasn’t here last time.”

  “I shopped for it one day last week when I was missing you. I wanted to find the scent that reminded me of you. I was hopeful that one day you would return to me, I wanted to be prepared.”

  The warmth of the water and the warmth of his hands moving along my body made me want him. As his hand slid and soaped up between my legs I let out a moan. His body was immediately pressed up against my back. I could feel he wanted me. I reached my hand around to his neck to pull him closer. His head leaned down to suck on my neck, as he cupped my sex with both hands. He used his fingers to spread me open. The water from the shower jet hit my clit, and I writhed in his arms from the sensation. As I was going to let go he moved his hands and bent me slightly forward. I placed my hands on the wall to steady myself, as he slammed into me from behind. He pumped into me hard. My moans echoed off the shower walls. His hands were gripping my hips, shoving me onto his cock, burying it so deep with each thrust. I wanted nothing more than to taste him in my mouth. “Tell me when you’re coming, Caston. I need to know.”

  He rolled his head on his shoulders and grunted, “I’m so close, Bre.”

  I quickly spun around, before he could stop me, and dropped to my knees in front of him, taking him in my mouth to the back of my throat. I sucked, using my tongue to toy with his dick. I sucked harder, taking him deeper as I felt his first spurt in my mouth, so his thick cum would slide down. Looking up at him, while I was swallowing, seeing him brace himself on the walls made me grin inwardly. I didn’t let up until he was done, not wanting to waste any of it. Licking my lips I stood up in front of him. He smiled and cupped my cheeks in his hands. “Bre,”

  “Yes.” I said when he paused.

  “Have I told you lately how much I love you?”

  Class seemed to fly by today. Knowing I had someone who loved me to come home to kept a smile plastered on my face all day. I gathered my bags, looked at myself in the mirror, and walked out of the locker room to the exit.

  I was blinded when I steeped through the door. Flashes everywhere, I squinted and tried to cover my face. What was going on? Then the questions started all at once.

  “What’s your name?”

  “Are you sleeping with Caston Black?”

  “Are you the newest Black Hollywood Sweetheart?”

  “What’s your relationship with Mr. Black?”

  All of a sudden I felt an arm around my shoulders, and I was being swept through the crowd. Terrance was ushering me into the back of the Jeep. The crowd followed us, and swarmed the car. Shutting the door, they started questioning him, since they knew they couldn’t get to me anymore. He quickly moved around to the driver door and entered the vehicle.

  “What the heck is going on, Terrance?”

  He looked at me through the rearview mirror and smiled. “You didn’t check your voicemail, did you?”

  Crap. I forgot I had my phone on silent. Quickly grabbing my phone, I opened it up. Text messages from Beth and a voicemail from Caston were waiting for me. I hit the voicemail option, and my ears were filled with Caston’s sweet voice.

  “My dear Sabrina, someone has leaked to the press that we’re a couple. There’ll be a media frenzy waiting for you after class. I’m so sorry this happened. I’m sending Terrance to pick you up, so you will be safe. We’ll address this tonight, or tomorrow. Again, I’m so sorry you’re in the middle of this. I love you, Bre. See you when you get home.”

  I let my head fall back onto the headrest. Was this what my life would be like now? My phone beeped again. It was Beth.

  ~ Call me. Mark did something stupid.

  Fuck! I knew who leaked my relationship now. Wonder how much money he was going to get for his ‘story’? I squeezed my eyes shut and pinched the bridge of my nose. Caston wasn’t going to be happy.

  Terrance slowed to a stop in front of the house, and got out to open my door, but Caston beat him to it. I was startled at how fast the door opened and my face must have looked it. Caston asked full of concern, “Are you okay, what’s wrong?”

  “You startled me. I’m fine, really. I didn’t listen to my messages before I left class, so the crowd took me by surprise, but I’m okay.”

  He helped me out of the car and immediately gathered me up in his arms for a passionate kiss. His tongue sweeping across mine made me weak in the knees. “I’m so sorry this happened. I didn’t want it to be like this for you.”

  I snuggled deeper into his arms as we walked into the house. I kicked off my shoes and sunk onto the couch. “It’s okay. I expected this eventually. Just didn’t expect it so suddenly, but …” I stopped, trying to think of the words.

  “But…what?” Caston questioned, as he brought me something to drink. He sat down next to me and pulled me onto his lap.

  He was wearing sweatpants, so I could feel his hard length through our clothing. I instantly lost my train of thought, and I moved my hips in his lap. His eyes hooded. Reaching up, he brushed some hair away from my face, and leaned forward to kiss my neck. I sighed, closed my eyes and tilted my head in the other direction to give him better access. He trailed kisses down my neck to my shoulder. Pulling the strap of my tank top down, he kissed me where it was previously laid. I shivered. Lifting myself up, I turned to straddle him. He continued kissing across the swell of my breasts, his hands squeezing my hips. Using his teeth, he pulled my tank top down to expose my bare breast. Taking my nipple in his mouth, he grazed it between his teeth. I let my head fall back, surrendering to the feeling. His hands made their way up my back. Cradling my head, he pulled me back in for another deep kiss. Finally, he pulled away, leaving me breathless, and
he covered up my exposed breast.

  I gave him a pouty face, and he laughed. “Sabrina, honey, I want you. Trust me. However, my parents are coming over for dinner. I don’t want them to find us like my mother did last time.”

  I immediately covered my face, blushing horribly. “Oh, no. I can’t face them.”

  “Yes, you can. Go change and come back down. We’ll talk about this media frenzy later.”

  He stood me up and swatted me on the ass to get moving. Seeing the tent in his pants I gave him the pouty face, again, hoping he would change his mind. He laughed and swatted me, again. “Go.”

  “Okay, okay.” I turned to walk away, but remembered what I was originally going to tell him.

  “Caston, Mark was the one to leak our relationship.”

  His face reddened. “Fuck, I knew it. That son of a bitch. We’ll deal with it, Bre. No worries.”

  He stood up, grabbing his cell phone, and headed toward the kitchen.

  I cannot believe that asshole would talk to the tabloids and sell his story. Well, I guess I can, but not this fast. I punched a text out to Terrance and slammed my phone down on the counter.

  “Honey, the anger, really?”

  My back stiffened. “Mother, you always have the best timing.” I adjusted myself, since I was still hard from Sabrina sitting in my lap, believe it or not, anger does not help it recede.

  “Where’s this new girl, Caston?” my dad questioned, as he came up behind Beverly, placing an arm around her waist.

  “She’s changing. She just got home from class. Can you, please, act normal around her?” I sighed.

  My dad belly laughed and walked over to smack me on the back. “Son, I will. It’s her you have to worry about,” he said, nodding toward Beverly.

  “Yeah, I know. That is what I’m worried about,” I starred her down, “She already freaked Sabrina out the last time she popped in.”