by Carly White
Cassie walked out of class and was looking around for Chris. He was always there when she got out, never going back in any of her classes since the first day. He was talking to someone when she walked up and she had a few moments to admire him without haven’t to hide it. She still remembered the way he had felt when she had pulled him down on top of her or the time when he had pinned her to the wall. Just the thought made her shiver and she touched his arm gently. “Are you ready?”
He nodded and walked with her down the hallway. “You are not going to bitch at me for selling anymore?”
She shrugged. “Why? It’s how you make your living, it pays for my tuition. Why pretend that it doesn’t?”
“Change of heart?”
“No just clarity. James called me earlier and said that everything was handled back home. I didn’t get the details, but I am sure you did. Does that mean you are going back to the city?”
“Yeah, later this evening. I like to drive when there is less traffic on the road. I will get a rental though.”
“So soon?” She got into the car and looked over at him. “Can’t you stay a little longer?”
“You’ve made it clear that you hate me here and have ignored me for a week.”
She laughed a little. “Yeah. I was embarrassed about what happened, but now that you are leaving, I don’t know.”
“Don’t be embarrassed. He shouldn’t have put something in your drink, but you really need to be more careful.”
“I don’t need the lecture Chris. I know I messed up.”
“Then what is it you want me to stay for?”
She shrugged and looked away. His brown eyes were just too intense and they sapped her courage. They were almost to her house and Cassie hoped that there weren’t many people around. There were six girls that lived there, but everyone seemed to have someone staying with them and the house was pretty full when they got there. Cassie still hadn’t answered his question, unable to put it into words.
Chris followed her upstairs and starting packing up his things. He went to the bathroom to take a shower before he took off and Cassie was not sure how to get him to stay, but she wanted one night, one time with him to get Chris out of her system. She hoped once would be enough to stave off the craving that she had for him, sure that it was just a novelty that would wear off when it didn’t live up to what she had in her head.
Waiting for him to come back in, her eyes kept going to the packed duffel bag by the door. She made a decision then, to say what her mouth couldn’t. It was something that would just have to be shown.
***
Chris walked back into the bedroom half-dressed and bared chested. He stopped short when he saw Cassie on the bed. She was wearing only a pair of short-shorts that showed off the bare underside of her round ass that he couldn’t get enough of. Cassie was wearing nothing above the waist but a smile and he swallowed hard.
“Are you going to shut the door?”
He looked behind him, not realizing that he hadn’t. He did quickly so no one else got to see what he was seeing. She was reading a magazine on her stomach, her feet in the air, moving as it moved the rest of her body as well. Chris looked away. “What are you doing?”
She sat up and he hissed when he turned back around. Her breasts were out, bare and drawing his gaze. “Waiting for you.”
He finally looked her in the eyes for a moment and he looked like he was in near pain. “You need to cover up.”
“You told me that if I wanted you when I was sober…”
“That was to get you to go sleep.”
Cassie made a pouty face and walked towards him, “Are you sure that is how you want to play it?”
Chris started to shake his head yes, but he couldn’t. He wanted what was in front of him. Cassie wasn’t touching him, but if he leaned in just a little bit, they would be. “We can’t.”
She leaned in, her lips stopping just in front of his. “Why can’t we?”
“You know why.”
Chris was tempted. It would have taken just an inch to kiss her again. “I wish we could.”
“No one has to know.”
Cassie was playing into what he already wanted. He wanted to hear that it would be okay, give him an excuse to go against the loyalty. She just needed one night, one hour, one kiss to assuage her desires.
She pressed her lips against him. It was not persuasive, but questioning, testing the water to see if he would kiss her back. She almost pulled away, taking so long for him to decide. Chris finally pressed his body down on her. He didn’t care if he wasn’t supposed to have her. He had to have her and when he heard the small mewl out of her mouth, he was lost to his own needs.
Chris could feel her soft mounds smashed underneath his hard chest and he was thankful to not have on his shirt. Instead he was able to feel her nipples harden to sharp tips as his tongue plundered into her mouth. Cassie’s legs wrapped around his waist, as his hips ground against her center. Each pass eliciting a soft gasp from her lips as his mouth moved down to her neck.
He was everything that she had been waiting for and more. As he made his descent to her wiggling tits, Cassie’s hands gripped his tattooed arms and closed her eyes as his mouth closed in around the hard center. Her fingers threaded into his hair, holding his mouth closer as he sucked on the tip. Like magic, the touch transferred to her core, dampening her walls in preparation for the hardness that sporadically pressed down against her.
His mouth moved from one to the other, swirling with his tongue, then suckling with his lips. “Mmm that feels so good.”
Chris lifted his head and looked down at her closed eyes and pursed lips. He kissed her quickly before moving to the valley in between her large mounds. As he made his route clear, going down her quivering stomach, Cassie’s grip on his tightened. Clamping her legs shut, she shook her head. “I can’t wait any longer. I am wet enough.”
He sat back on his knees and watched her push the shorts off her hips, revealing a rug that did not match the drapes. Her flaming red hair was neatly trimmed and as she reopened her legs, his own hands finally went into motion to give her what she wanted, what they both wanted. Chris had to push aside all of the guilt and enjoy the moment. Chris would have given anything to have her right in that moment.
Massaging her opening with his thick head, she lifted her hips up to push herself in, no longer willing to wait another second. Cassie whimpered with the slight penetration, while Chris hissed above her from the suffocation.
Chris moved so slow, trying hard not to hurt her as he stretched her slickened walls. He could feel her clenching him with each movement with an internal death grip. “Relax Cassie. I am not going to hurt you.”
It seemed to help, her body more receptive to his member as he continued his pursuit of her complete depths. Cassie was breathing harder, squeezing less often, but harder when she did. Chris could feel himself shaking with the desire to slam into her how he wanted to. He kept reminding himself, her tight insides reminding him that he had to be gentle.
When he reached bottom he just stilled inside of her, throbbing and listening to her soft murmurs. When her hips squirmed and she started pushing back on him, Chris slowly moved out and then back in. Her wetness made it to so easy.
Cassie whimpered, wanting him to go faster as she found herself closer to release. He was just slowly pumping into her like he was going to break her, not giving her what she wanted. Cassie wanted the man that she had seen before, unbridled.
“Fuck me like you do the other girls Chris.”
Her words made him stop and look down at her. “How would you know what I do with the other girls?” His hips pressed him deep quickly and made her gasp loudly.
“I saw you the night of the party, with the blonde.”
“That’s what you want?”
“Please.”
Chris gave her what she asked for and almost immediately Cassie was crying out below him. She came around his member, her cries making him push dee
per. He ignored her pleas to slow down, needing his own release just as badly. When his hot seed finally mingled with hers, they were both breathing hard.
Cassie’s small hands pushed him back and he pulled out slowly, growling as his wet heat hit the coolness of the room.
“Oh my God Chris. Wow. I don’t even know what to say.”
He turned to her and pushed a strand of her hair back. “You say nothing about this.”
“What is this?”
“I don’t know, but I think I am going to be coming upstate more to find out.”