by Amy Marie
I work her faster under my touch and her eyes find mine. My fingers slide in and out so easily with how fucking soaked she is. “You’re so wet, Embyr. I forgot how much you love doing this in public.”
She starts to moan some more, and I crash my lips to hers, sucking on her tongue and squeezing her thigh before grabbing on to her ass – hard. My gentle finger fucking isn’t getting her there so I shove them as deep as I can go, curling them so I can hit that spot. The one that sends her over the edge. I flick my fingers inside her rapidly and push down hard on her clit with my thumb, rubbing from side to side. Her hips start to fight against my hand and I let her go because I know at any moment she is going to have her release.
“Come, Embyr. Let me feel your sweet pussy milk my fingers.” I command, biting her lip.
The world could be watching, and I wouldn’t give a fuck because right now the only thing I care about is Embyr coming and seeing it happen. Not in a dream. Not from a memory. I’m going to watch her ride my fingers. When I think she’s about to go over the edge, I take my hand that’s secure on her ass and rip her top down, pinching her nipple so hard I’m sure it’ll be sore tomorrow.
Her pussy tightens and her hips are out of control. “Casen.” She cries, and I stifle the cry with my mouth. I twist her other nipple and she shoots off like a fucking firecracker, screaming her muffled release before her body goes limp.
My thumb continues rubbing her clit in circles and before I can pull away, she starts to ride my fingers again. “That feel good, baby?” I ask, knowing fucking well it does.
“Mmmhmm.”
“Do you want more?”
Her head falls back. “God yes.”
I pull both my hands off her and laugh at the dismay on her face. “Let’s pack up.”
Begrudgingly she complies and stands up, adjusting her bottoms to cover her exposed pussy.
Her hands go to her hips and I stand up, throwing all of the food back into the basket. She doesn’t say a word. She just watches me move it to the side and reach for the blanket. Stepping off, she helps me fold up the blanket and put it back into her bag.
“What about you, Casen?” she asks when we’re done, walking over to me and pushing her hip into mine. “I can’t let you go with blue balls.”
“Oh, you’re not.” I toss her cover up toward her. When it’s secure, I take her hand and ask, “Your place or mine?”
TWELVE
CASEN
The door crashes against the wall, rattling the pictures I recently hung of the Chicago Skyline and Wrigley Field. After tossing the basket and bag across the room, scattering food everywhere, my hands are fisted in her hair while crashing my lips onto hers. I don’t give a shit. All I can do is breathe her in. I don’t want to think anymore. I’ve done way too much of that the past few months. I just want, no I need, to feel.
The place is dark but I don’t bother switching the lights on as I drag her down the hallway toward my bedroom, our lips never parting. My foot hits the door, pushing it open, and we tumble inside. Embyr’s beach cover up is the first to go, and I push her down into a sitting position on the bed before it even hits the floor.
She laughs, a sound I have missed so much. “Impatient?” she asks.
Crossing my arms I grab my shirt and pull it over my head and stalk toward her. She lays on her back, her feet still dangling over the edge of the bed. My knees hit the ground and I push her legs apart, gripping the sides of her bikini bottoms. I slide them down her ass, over her thighs, and she willingly picks her feet up so I can rid her of them. Her knees fall to the side, giving me complete and total access to her pussy. I’ve missed the sight of it, the taste. I can’t wait a minute longer to have her on my tongue so I spread her lips apart and lick slowly from bottom to top, taking a moment to give a little nip to her clit. Her hips push back but I snag them with my hands, keeping her pussy pressed tightly to my face.
“Oh God.” She moans in the sultriest voice. “Do that again.”
I do. I flatten my tongue and press hard against her. Each time I reach the top I suck or bite on her clit. Her hands reach down, grabbing a hold of my hair, and she moves her body, keeping contact with my face. Faster and faster she grinds on me, and I smile knowing that I’m about to make her come again. Her body is so receptive to me.
She whimpers and releases my head to prop herself up onto her elbows. “I want to watch,” she says. My eyes meet hers and I make a show of taking all of her between my lips. My tongue makes its way into her pussy and I circle a thumb on her nub, pushing hard with both.
“Dammit!” she screams. “Casen, fuck!”
Her head falls back in ecstasy and she starts to pulse. On my tongue. On my thumb. I can feel her orgasm rippling through her. I pull my tongue out of her and lick up the juices that are flowing from inside her. She shudders, attempting to scurry back, but I’m greedy. I hold her hips to me.
“Don’t move, Embyr.” I warn. “I want to lick up every single drop.”
Her hips start to move again. “I can’t. You have to stop.”
My ego inflates. “Why? You don’t like it.”
“No.” She grinds harder. “It’s too much. I’m going to come again.”
Without warning, I shove two fingers inside her and take her clit between my lips, sucking hard. I pump my digits fast and her screams get loud. So loud I’m sure the people on the streets can hear my name.
“Stop! Casen, please. I can’t!” She begs. Pleads of me, but I won’t. It’s impossible for me.
“Come again, Embyr,” I tell her in between nips. “And it won’t be the last time tonight.”
“Ahh.” She cries. “Oh my God. I’m coming again.”
And she does. This time I pull back, leaving my fingers in, and watch her come beneath them. It’s a beautiful sight to see her in her most vulnerable state. When the pulses stop and her body relaxes, I take my fingers out.
She’s spent. Depleted. But I’m not done with her yet.
“Scoot back onto the bed.” I command as I stand up.
Slowly, she pushes herself toward the headboard, her red bikini top still firmly in place. I walk to the side of the bed and reach down, slipping a hand underneath the fabric. Her nipples are hard and her breast fills my hand. It’s fucking perfect. Her eyes are closed. I release her tit and reach behind her neck, untying the material and dragging it down her chest. Embyr reaches behind her, eyes still secured shut, and unties the one at her back. My pointer finger arcs, snatching the material and sends it flying across the room.
“Your tits are perfect, Embyr.” My voice is a whisper as I lean down and take a pink nipple between my lips.
She moans. “That feels so good, Casen.”
“I want to fuck these.” I growl, getting more aggressive with my touch. “Slide my cock through them and come all over your chest.”
Her eyes flutter open – barely visible are her deep chocolate irises. “I missed that dirty mouth.”
I unbutton my shorts, then grabbing the zipper, I pull that down slowly. My boxers follow my shorts to the floor. Carefully, I lean onto the bed, sliding myself between her legs. They open for me obediently. “What about my cock, Em?” I ask, pushing it just a fraction inside of her. She’s tight. So fucking tight. “Did you miss my cock?”
She sighs. “God yes.”
“You’re so fucking snug. Has anyone fucked this since the last time I claimed you?”
Her hands glide up my arms, then back down to my obliques. “No. Nobody.”
“Good. It’s fucking mine.” I push deeper inside her, rocking the headboard into the wall.
My skin prickles with sweat as her legs come up and wrap around me. “Deeper.” She begs.
I comply, pushing myself balls deep inside her. She’s tight, gripping my dick so fantastically. It comforts me. It makes me feel like all is right in the world. She didn’t hurt me. I didn’t hurt her. We are forgiving each other.
My forehead falls to her shoulder and she nips at my ear be
fore whispering, “I love you, Casen. I always have.”
Her words fuel me. I push deeper. She moans. I slam into her harder. She screams. I’m one with Embyr and my feelings for her and for everything else come pouring back into me. My body is consumed with rage, hurt, lust, love, forgiveness. I’m digging deeper into my soul than I ever have. I can’t handle them all at one time.
“Turn over.” I command, pulling out of her and flipping her onto her stomach.
I grab her hips, lifting them up until she’s on her knees, and run my hands over her smooth ass. I reach down in front of me, grabbing her hands and lifting them to my headboard. “Don’t move them,” I tell her as I align my cock between her legs and push inside her easily. She’s so fucking wet. My fingers delve into her hair, and I pull out almost all the way before slamming back into her.
“Yes!” She cries as she tries to drop her head but I tighten my grip on her hair.
“You’re fucking soaked, Embyr.” I slap her ass as hard as I can, and she rears back. “You like that.”
She’s under my control now. I have a hold on her hips, squeezing them as I plunge into her over and over, earning myself a moan each and every time. They get louder with each thrust. I slap her ass again, taking what’s mine. What’s always been mine. My cock is slick with her arousal and her previous orgasms making it easy to sink into her deeper than ever before. With each breath, she gets louder and my cock becomes hard as a rock.
“Fuck.” She breathes. “Fuck. Fuck. Jesus, Casen. Harder.”
Sweat trickles from my temple down to my cheek. I didn’t think it was possible but I fuck her harder. Our slick bodies rubbing against one another. Ripples start to rack through her body and I lean over, placing a light squeeze on her throat. It sets her over the edge. Embyr’s pussy convulses with her fourth orgasm of the night and I look down to where we are joined. I watch my dick glide into her as I start to come. I pull out of her, letting go of her throat, and place my cock against the crack of her ass, watching as my come shoots out onto her.
I pump myself one, two, three times, getting every last drop on her beautiful back, before she falls to her stomach.
“That was…” she pauses, “intense.”
I gently lay beside her, propping my head up as she turns to me. “It was.”
“I’m exhausted.” She bites her lip.
I drag it from between her teeth. “I am too. Stay the night.”
Her eyes search my face. “If you want me to.” I nod. “Okay, then. On one condition.”
“What’s that?”
“You need to get a towel and clean your come off me.” She laughs.
I look down toward her back and pinch her ass. “I guess if I have to. It looks pretty good on you.”
She gets serious for a moment. “I said I love you.”
“You did.” I confirm. Despite all the feelings I still have for her, I just am not ready to say it back to her. Not yet. “Embyr, I…”
She places a finger over my lips. “I meant it. I do love you, but I don’t want you to say it back until you’re ready.”
“Okay,” I respond, pushing her hair back out of her eyes and kissing her nose.
***
“I could get used to this,” Embyr’s sweet voice says the next morning, coming from the entryway to the kitchen.
I throw a towel over my shoulder and walk over to kiss her. “I got up early and ran. Picked up some stuff on the way back since I figured after last night you would be starving.”
She bites my lip, wrapping her arms around my warm skin. “Famished.”
I drag myself out of her arms. “Then sit down and let me serve you.”
Embyr walks over to the cabinet, pulling a mug out and pouring herself a cup of coffee. “Not before this. I need some caffeine.”
As I watch her open my fridge for creamer and my other cabinet for sugar, I’m happy with how comfortable she is at my place.
She catches me staring. “What are you smiling at?”
I shrug, turning back to the bacon on the stove. “Nothing. Just glad you remember where everything is.”
She grows quiet, so after I finish pulling the bacon off the pan I turn back to her. She’s lost in thought. “Orgasm for your thoughts.” I inwardly laugh.
She shakes her head at me. “You’re crazy.”
I lean over the counter, placing a kiss on her lips. “I am. Now what were you just thinking about?”
Her finger taps on the side of her cup. “You said you were happy I remembered where things were here. It’s just, I couldn’t forget anything. Every day since you left I’ve thought about you, this place, the fire station. Everywhere we have gone and everything we did played on a loop in my head. I thought I was doing okay but now that I’m here with you, and we’re working on things, I’m just sad to have missed out on you for the past couple months.” She lowers her head. “All because I couldn’t tell you the truth.”
I take the seat beside her, drawing her into me. “Em, I’m going to be honest, since that’s what we’re going for.” She wipes a stray tear from her cheek. “If you would have told me the truth before I found out from Ian’s envelope, we may have ended apart anyway. It was a mind fuck to my system. That whole time I was with you, I was looking for Annie. Looking for you. I felt like a terrible person. I wasn’t sure what my intentions were but I knew that I was falling for you. I sometimes couldn’t sleep at night knowing that maybe once I found Annie, that I’d be torn between the two of you. To find out that you all were one in the same was a complete and total mind fuck. It’s the only way to describe it. No matter if you told me, or Ian, or even Reece. I think my reaction would have been the same. I hate that we were apart but maybe we needed it. We’re starting over now. Fresh start. No lies. No more omissions. Just you and me, and our reboot.”
More tears stream down her face. “Thank you for giving me a second chance.”
I turn her body toward me and secure myself between her legs. The shirt of mine she’s wearing rides up. It’s all I can do not to lift it up and take her here. But she needs to talk. “Thank you for giving me one too.”
She shakes her head. “No lies.”
“No lies.” I confirm.
“No secrets.”
“No.”
“No grudges because I can’t move forward if I’m not sure all this will come up again.”
My thumbs swipe over her thighs. “No grudges.”
Her hands pull on the bottom of her shirt, placing it high enough for me to see she’s not wearing any underwear. “Casen, I have one more thing.”
“Okay,” I automatically respond because I can’t think straight with her pussy bared to me, mere inches away from my covered cock. My calloused palms slide up her thighs, my thumbs meeting in the middle.
“You asked me last night if I had been with anyone since you.”
My heart begins to beat out of my chest, my blood pressure rising. Did she lie? I don’t think I can deal with knowing another man has made her come or been inside her. “I did, and you said you hadn’t.”
She must be able to tell by the look on my face and my unmoving fingertips that I assume she lied to me about it. “I told you the truth.” She confirms.
Tension releases from my body.
“But,” she continues, “I need to know if you’ve been with someone else since. I told myself I wouldn’t ask, but it’s been on my mind, and I’m now prepared for the answer.”
“No,” I answer, grabbing the bottom of my shirt and throwing it over her head, leaving her completely nude. I dip down, taking a nipple into my mouth. “No one else has had my tongue on them since you.” I rub a finger over her clit. “No other woman has had my fingers bring her pleasure.” I kiss her. “No lips have caressed mine, besides yours, since the day I re-met you.”
She smiles behind the kiss.
I grab behind her thighs and carry her over to the couch, placing her gently down on the edge. I stand tall, pulling my shorts and box
ers off, and watch her hungry eyes take me in, before coming down to my knees. She reaches for me, using her hand to align my cock with her pussy. I push in, and it’s like I’m giving her the best drug she’s ever had. Her eyes roll back and she pushes my ass, forcing me to go deep inside her.
I lean in, biting her ear before whispering, “No woman has had my cock so fucking far inside them since the first time it was inside you, Embyr, and if I have it my way, no woman ever will.”
THIRTEEN
CASEN
The entire firehouse is abuzz with the previous day’s high-rise fire. Justin, one of the rookies on that shift, fell through one of the floors and had to be taken to the hospital. He will be okay but something like that always shakes us to the core. It could be any one of us, and it could be at any time. It wasn’t a rookie mistake. It just happened. I’m just glad nothing worse came of it. Justin is a very dedicated fireman. Like Reece and me, he went to school for fire science. Most of us start off volunteering or joining right out of high school. I knew I wanted to become more so I craved the education. It seems to be paying off because hopefully in no time I will be a Lieutenant. Reece and I are both taking the test soon.
I find him in the gym area of the firehouse running on the treadmill. His headphones are securely in place as he looks straight out into nothing. He doesn’t hear me call him or see me standing there so I wait until the last two minutes of his usual twenty are up.
“Reece!” I yell once he slows the speed.
He turns, before shaking his head, and continues to ignore me. The brush off infuriates me. So much so that I stride over, hitting the button to increase the speed.
“What the fuck are you doing, man?” he yells, jumping off and coming chest to chest with me.
I shove a finger in his chest. Knowing he corned Embyr and made her feel uncomfortable still pisses me off. “We didn’t get to finish our conversation the other day. You pussied out and left before I could talk to you.”
He looks to the side. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“The fuck you don’t, Reece. Why don’t you tell me why you were in Embyr’s bathroom asking her the reason she said yes to Ian and not you. It doesn’t make any sense. Why do you even fucking care?”