by Liz Crowe
“I told you I had things planned too,” she was panting against the counter, her body heaving its own 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 had 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 her 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 for 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. Yanking 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 had 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 nearly 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 now 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 and 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.” What the hell was wrong with her? 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.”
“That would be lovely. The shower too!” She understood my meaning and placed a chaste kiss on me before we sauntered into the bathroom.
I was savoring the heat of her body against mine as the water pelted our bodies. Her arms were entwined loosely around my waist and her head was resting on my chest. I had never felt more at ease with a woman. Her skin felt like satin under my hands as I ran my hands up and down her back. Her complete silence began to eat at me. “Cassidy, are you ok?”
She didn’t hear me and asked, “I’m sorry. What did you ask?”
I had pulled her from her trance, “Where were you just now?”
“Honestly?” She looked up at me and I hoped the look on my face made her believe she could tell me anything. “I was thinking about the first night I saw you at the Blue Horse.” I couldn’t help but tense a little. “Why did you wait so long to introduce yourself, to make a move?”
With concern all over her face, I couldn’t help but wonder where she was going with this. I put her head back on my chest and smiled. “I don’t know. You scared the shit out of me.” How could I tell her that from the first moment I saw her, my instinct told me to run and my heart and body told me to grab her and then run? I felt her stiffen. Shit.
“Scared you how?” She leaned her head back, searching my face. I was glad to know I wasn’t the only one scared.
“I knew my life would never be the same and it scared me. I’m only sorry I didn’t claim you first.” I stroked her cheek and she leaned into my palm, cradling herself back into my arms.
Though it was barely audible she said, “Me too.”
I needed her to look at me so I tilted her chin up. “Cassidy, if I had known what was going to happen that night I’d have done anything to stop it.” Dan didn’t deserve to breathe the same air as her.
“James. You don’t blame yourself, do you?” I couldn’t stop the guilt that crossed my eyes and I knew that she saw it, too. “Wait, did you have anything to do with it? The charges were dropped.”
She began swatting at my arms around her shoulders and I noticed her eyes were glassy; though the water would disguise any tears that poured down her face.
How could I not blame myself? I bent down to the level of her eyes. “Cassidy I blame myself because it happened in my establishment. I promise you that’s all.” She let out a gut wrenching sob as I pulled her closer. She had been through enough and I didn’t want to hurt her with all the unnecessary details. “I’m so sorry.”
Her shaking began to subside with the security of my arms around her. “Please don’t blame yourself. It’ll break me apart all over again. I’m sorry I doubted you,” she said into my chest.
I wished that I could erase all her hurt. I tilted her face toward mine and kissed her softly. She opened for me and her tongue was already seeking mine. I wondered if
she would always have this effect on me. My cock was already aching for her as she ran her hands through my hair. I pressed my erection into her belly and realized she had turned the water off as she opened the shower door. She pulled me to the bedroom without bothering to dry off, only one thing on her mind.
Holding my hand, she opened the top drawer of her nightstand and pulled out a condom, lying it down on top. She lowered herself, lying down on the bed like a willing sacrifice. I took in her body, the curve of her belly, breasts and thighs. Her hair was wet and clung to her damp body. She was the perfect mixture of innocence and experience. I grabbed the condom and sheathed myself before I joined her on the bed.
“Slow and easy this time, Cassidy.” She needed me to go slow—it was written all over her face—and for once I wanted to take her slowly. My hands moved to her temples and gently massaged them before I ran my long fingers through her wet hair. I kissed almost every inch of her face while she stroked my arms. She started running her fingers through my hair and it nearly drove me wild. My hair was one of my weaknesses, like Samson. She brought my mouth down to hers and devoured my mouth. She led the kiss, licking and sucking my tongue and lips before pulling my bottom lip between her teeth gently biting down. I groaned as I pressed my cock against her. She made me want to thrust into her at full force. Maneuvering to her opening, I moaned in pleasure at the heat that radiated from her pussy.
“Take me, James.”
She was my little piece of heaven. I slid into her with guarded control, slow and deliberate, as she arched her back to press closer to me. We repeated the movement over and over again and I could sense that she was losing control.
“James, oh God, it’s so good.”
The orgasm built in her as I watched her eyes glaze over. She looked look lost in ecstasy. I reared up higher to penetrate her deeper.
“Oh Jesus.” .
I loved making her feel out of control. I grabbed her leg and threw it up to my shoulder as she cried out, hitting her deeper.
“Ahhhh! Please don’t stop,” She was pleading with me and frantic as she waited for her orgasm to take her.
“Have faith baby.” I pulled up as high as I could and drove into her further. The only part of her body left touching the bed was her upper back and head. I continued to drive in slow and deliberate. I put a little more force behind my thrusts as she squeezed me into oblivion. She was ready to burst. “Come for me.” After a few more strokes I caught her holding her breath as she went stiff. I sensed the change in her and quickened my pace, knowing it was the final piece to the puzzle that she needed.
I unleashed on her as she began screaming and panting her release and she continued convulsing while her hands gripped the sheets. Her pussy was clenched so tight around me that I couldn’t contain myself anymore. I worked my hips frantically before she begged me to stop. She was drawing every drop from me. I let her leg fall to the bed as I eased my mouth down to her lips. “You’re amazing, Blackbird.”
She scoffed, “You do all the work.”
“If this is work then I’d like to do this job forever. It’s like you were meant to be mine Cassidy.” My throat constricted as I realized my slip up. I had said the words before my brain could even process them. I shouldn’t have said it, though it was true. She was mine. Letting her go would surely end me. She didn’t seem to notice and I rolled us to our sides, still inside her. I ran my hands up and down her back as her body stilled and her breathing slowed.
“You’ve always been mine, from that first night. You belong here, with me.” I wasn’t sure if she heard any of my words. I waited a moment and realized she was fast asleep.
I was startled awake in the early morning hours. Waking up with someone was still foreign to me. I had been known to share my bed, but not my slumber. Cassidy was still fast asleep. I eased away from her and covered her up before I wrote her a note. I then gathered my things and headed out the door.
~ CASSIDY ~
I awoke and knew immediately that he was gone. My heart sank. I reminded myself that we had just gotten together and maybe we weren’t really together. I stretched and laid in bed for a while, recalling the night before. I liked slow and steady James almost as much as I liked no holds barred James. He was amazing in bed; it was clear to me what I had been missing all those years. Passion. He simply had it, while the other ‘lovers’ I’d been with never did. I decided I would tackle the last few boxes floating around the house after I took a quick shower. I went to get out of bed and saw a note sitting on the nightstand.
Sorry, I didn’t want to wake you.
Amazing night. I’ll talk to you soon.
XO ~J
His note gave nothing away and I couldn’t help but wonder what ‘soon’ meant. I got out of bed, pulled my hair up and got in the shower. After I had spent plenty of time under the hot water, easing my pleasantly aching muscles, I exited the shower, pulled on some comfy clothes and headed downstairs. I then spent the next thirty minutes setting up and programming my new coffee maker and was soon enjoying a great cup of coffee. After collapsing all of the empty boxes and throwing them in the garbage, my place was starting to feel like a home. I headed to the living room and sat in front of some unopened boxes.
A couple hours passed and all of the boxes were emptied except for one. I still hadn’t found my damn iPod. I dug through the last box, not recognizing the belongings. I looked on the outside of the box to find there was no writing on it designating who it belonged to. After a few moments it dawned on me whose box it was.
Holly.
I felt like an intruder looking through her belongings. Most of her stuff was donated a few weeks after her death. She had no family, just Sam and I. As I continued to pull items out I came across a picture frame and removed it from the box. I flipped it over to see that it was the photo of the two of us that she kept in her room.
It was taken my last night at the diner. Neither of us were looking at the camera. She had her head thrown back in laughter, probably at something I said.
I wasn’t even aware that I was crying until the tears hit my leg. I was also on the cusp of laughing; the night that picture was taken was a great night. I pulled out a little keepsake box and opened it up to find tickets and movie stubs. Some of the events Holly and I had attended together and others we hadn’t. I had no idea Holly was so sentimental.
I continued my investigation of the contents of the box. GOLD! My iPod had been found, buried in the bottom. I jumped up and ran over to the stereo, docked the iPod, pushed play and cranked it up. I grabbed my laptop, pulled up iTunes and started downloading some of the summer’s biggest hits. Holly always said I was a pop music whore and I couldn’t deny it. I loved my top 40! I also setup a new playlist titled ‘James’.
Chapter Ten
Ride
~ CASSIDY ~
I wasn’t sure how much time had passed, probably a couple hours. I was busy cleaning, organizing and re-organizing with the stereo blasting. I thought I finally had the kitchen organized the way I wanted. I was sweeping the floors when I Love It by Icona Pop came on. I couldn’t help but start singing and bouncing around to the beat. I turned toward the front door and was briefly startled.
Knowing how loud I had the music on, I wondered how many times he might have knocked and if he used the spare key or if I left it unlocked.
“She sings!”
James was there, just watching me, leaning against the entryway with his arms folded across his chest. He had a huge grin on his face, totally amused. Normally I would’ve stopped in my tracks being totally humiliated, but instead he inspired me to continue on my tirade. He pushed off the wall and closed the distance between us.
I tried to play it cool and pranced my way over to him before I gyrated my ass against his thigh as I continued to sing. When the song ended I went to turn the music down, but he caught my arm just before I was out of his reach.
Grazing his lips across mine he whispered, “I missed you.”
“Hmmm.” I eagerly kissed him back. “You were up early.” It was a statement not a question. I took in his appearance. I hadn’t seen this James before. His hair was down and I admired him from head to toe as he pushed some strands out of his face. He was wearing a black V-neck shirt, a black leather jacket, dark jeans that hugged him perfectly and black boots. He had my entire being humming with his hotness. If I hadn’t known better I would’ve guessed he had shown up on a Harley.
He threaded his hand through his hair as I checked him out. “Get dressed, Cassidy. I’m taking you for a ride.” I looked at him with a question in my eyes. “It’s a gorgeous fall day and I want to spend it with you. Come on.” Leading me to the stairs, he patted my ass as I headed up. I stopped, turned and before I could say anything he said, “Totally casual. You’ll want to wear jeans and boots if you have them.” I nodded and headed back up the stairs and into my room.
I liked casual James. I rummaged through my closet and pulled out my favorite jeans, a grey t-shirt, and after throwing half a dozen pairs of shoes out of the way I found my favorite pair of army boots. I threw them on and went to the bathroom to put on a little makeup and brushed my teeth. I noticed that the music wasn’t quite so loud anymore.
~ JAMES ~
I took in my surroundings and could tell she had done a lot of work. The only boxes I saw were empty and evidence of her just moving in was now gone. Walking over to the stereo, I turned the music down and answered my ringing cell phone. The call confirmed that her car was ready and I gave instructions for it to be dropped off at her house in the next couple hours.
It was then that I spotted the pictures on the mantel and glanced through them. There was a picture of a younger version of Cassidy and two guys, one older and the other her brother. The older gentleman had to be her dad. On the other end of the mantel was a picture of her and Holly. I picked it up and admired the candid moment and then immediately flashed through every moment of that horrible night at the bar again. I scolded myself for not warning her off Dan sooner. Dan swore he was clean but the toxicology reports from that night revealed otherwise. The fucker even went as far as to hide some of his stash in my office at the Blue Horse.
