by Ruby Forrest
Only moments ago, she had though she hated him. Now, feeling him against her, she was left breathless with desire and want for him, and she couldn’t understand it. She didn’t want to understand it. This was perfect and she didn’t want it to end.
When Casey’s hand strayed to her panties, Hanna- Gale wanted to gasp with pleasure. She shifted her hips as he slowly, slowly pulled the lacy pair off, past her hips, past her thighs until they dropped to the floor along with all her other clothes.
She was left wearing nothing but her heels, laying on the couch, naked in front of this man. This man who she knew to be dangerous. Excitement thrilled through her, trembling all the way to the tips of her toes. The warm heat that throbbed between her thighs made her giddy and she wanted to pull him down and bring them together right there and then.
Instead, she reached for his belt, her shaky fingers struggling to undo the buckle. He groaned quietly, his hand moving between her thighs, to part them. Hanna- Gale did so willingly and his fingers began to touch and explore the heat that lay there. Hanna- Gale moaned and squirmed, holding onto him tightly as his fingers pressed against her entrance.
He moved slowly, and Hanna- Gale was a mess as he pushed them slowly within her. The pleasure that spiked within her was unbelievable and by the time he’d thrusted again, Hanna- Gale was openly moaning, “Casey…more…” She gasped, feeling the waves of pleasure lurk just beyond her sight, threading through her skin and leaving their mark there. Hanna- Gale shivered, holding on tight and moving against him.
She finally managed to free his belt and tug open the buttons of his jeans. The zipper came down easily and Hanna- Gale reached into his underwear, pulling out his length. She bit her lip at his size, at the impressive girth and began to slowly stroke him, feeling the size of him and trembling.
Casey groaned deeply as she did this, a tremble to his skin as she stroked and caressed his skin, just as he had done to her. She moaned and squirmed and felt incredible in every way. It made her bite her lip and arch her hips and drop her head onto the pillow.
When he finally pulled out his fingers, Hanna- Gale felt a thrill run through her. His length pressed up against her entrance, slowly pushing against the heat between her legs. The pleasure rose in her mind, desire at a fever pitch and Hanna- Gale groaned, shivering and holding on for dear life as he began to slowly, slowly push himself within her.
Hanna- Gale gasped his name and Casey began to push deeper within her. He thrusted deep and Hanna- Gale gasped, groaning and holding onto him so very tightly. Her vision felt almost hazy and she bit her lip, gasping and trembling, writhing beneath him as he thrusted within her, deep and strong.
He was groaning and Hanna- Gale thrilled at the sound. She was lost in the moment. Everything felt so good, everything felt so very right and it was difficult to tell what was in her surroundings. All she noticed was Casey, and all she could feel was the pleasure between her thighs.
Hanna- Gale felt the pleasure begin to overcome her. When Casey increased his speed, thrusting deeper inside her, Hanna- Gale just couldn’t take it anymore. She climaxed hard, holding onto Casey tightly as she did. Waves and waves of pleasure crashed over her. She felt like she was drowning in the perfect feelings, drowning in the way he held her and she shivered against him.
It was overwhelming and beautiful and it was everything that Hanna- Gale had never dared to let herself feel. It was too much, it was not enough and it was perfect in every way. She moaned and shivered, biting her lip hard.
It was perfect. Casey climaxed soon after her, holding her tightly as he shivered, his own pleasure washing over them both and leaving Hanna- Gale feeling giddy and shaky and perfect. He was panting hard as he sank back into the pillows, Hanna- Gale collapsing on top of him. They rested there like that for the longest while, no words passed between them.
Hanna- Gale shut her eyes and basked in the feeling, not wanting reality to rear its head and bring her down. For the moment, this was perfect and it was all that she needed. This was everything that she wanted and more, and reality could wait
Just for a moment, reality could wait. Because lying on Casey’s chest felt so good, so right, and Hanna- Gale was so very tired.
Chapter 6
Casey lifted her up, pulling her towards the couch and Hanna- Gale had no intention of fighting him. They sank into the couch and his hands were on her dress, brushing up her hem and caressing her skin. Hanna- Gale moaned, pushing back, trying to tug off his jacket. He shrugged it off with a chuckle, letting it fall to the pillows behind. Perfect.
She felt his arms, noticed the tattoos that rippled so deeply they seemed to move, to make living patterns on his skin. Her breath rushed out in a deep whoosh as she trembled softly against him. She tugged at his shirt and he broke the kiss to suck at her neck and caress her skin further. Hanna- Gale’s hands crept beneath the fabric, stroking his skin and making him groan in response.
She thrilled at the feeling of hard abs beneath her hands, the way his muscles tightened and trembled when he moved, the strength and power that lurked behind his good looks. Next, his hands were brushing her body, pulling up the hem of her dress so far that it made Hanna- Gale gasp, a blush rising to her skin.
This was way too fast. She didn’t even like him, wasn’t even sure of his intentions. She didn’t like him, but the magnetism was undeniable and there was something about him that Hanna- Gale found likeable, even if she didn’t want to admit it. He was gorgeous and she shivered softly with pleasure as she pulled him in closer.
He tugged her dress off her skin and Hanna- Gale willingly shimmied out of it. He tossed it to one side and looked her over. Hanna- Gale was blushing, wearing nothing but the skimpy little panties and bra that she had thrown on this morning.
Casey’s hands drifted across her skin, stroking it slowly, down her navel and across the curve of her breasts. She groaned and squirmed and then he was pressed against her again, his shirt on the floor, his skin against hers.
Hanna- Gale moaned and pressed up against him, feeling her nipples rub against the soft lace of her bra. They hardened and she bit her lip with the desire that burnt between her thighs and trembled through her legs.
She was burning up, a flush to her skin that spoke of pleasure and want in all the dirty little ways that she wanted it most. Hanna- Gale held on tightly as Casey’s hands slipped around her back, her hair tumbling between them as he brushed and teased the clasp of her bra.
When he finally undid it, Hanna- Gale felt like she would lose herself to the ecstasy completely. He stroked her skin, he pulled at the bra until it fell off her completely. She gasped and shivered as her breasts hit the cool air, only to be pressed against the warmth of his chest.
She bit her lip and trembled as he held her tightly against him, his lips moving down her neck, to her chest. He grasped her breast in his hands, teasing and flicking the nipple with his thumb. Hanna- Gale trembled, feeling her head swim with desire for him.
Only moments ago, she had though she hated him. Now, feeling him against her, she was left breathless with desire and want for him, and she couldn’t understand it. She didn’t want to understand it. This was perfect and she didn’t want it to end.
When Casey’s hand strayed to her panties, Hanna- Gale wanted to gasp with pleasure. She shifted her hips as he slowly, slowly pulled the lacy pair off, past her hips, past her thighs until they dropped to the floor along with all her other clothes.
She was left wearing nothing but her heels, laying on the couch, naked in front of this man. This man who she knew to be dangerous. Excitement thrilled through her, trembling all the way to the tips of her toes. The warm heat that throbbed between her thighs made her giddy and she wanted to pull him down and bring them together right there and then.
Instead, she reached for his belt, her shaky fingers struggling to undo the buckle. He groaned quietly, his hand moving between her thighs, to part them. Hanna- Gale did so willingly and his fingers began to touch and exp
lore the heat that lay there. Hanna- Gale moaned and squirmed, holding onto him tightly as his fingers pressed against her entrance.
He moved slowly, and Hanna- Gale was a mess as he pushed them slowly within her. The pleasure that spiked within her was unbelievable and by the time he’d thrusted again, Hanna- Gale was openly moaning, “Casey…more…” She gasped, feeling the waves of pleasure lurk just beyond her sight, threading through her skin and leaving their mark there. Hanna- Gale shivered, holding on tight and moving against him.
She finally managed to free his belt and tug open the buttons of his jeans. The zipper came down easily and Hanna- Gale reached into his underwear, pulling out his length. She bit her lip at his size, at the impressive girth and began to slowly stroke him, feeling the size of him and trembling.
Casey groaned deeply as she did this, a tremble to his skin as she stroked and caressed his skin, just as he had done to her. She moaned and squirmed and felt incredible in every way. It made her bite her lip and arch her hips and drop her head onto the pillow.
When he finally pulled out his fingers, Hanna- Gale felt a thrill run through her. His length pressed up against her entrance, slowly pushing against the heat between her legs. The pleasure rose in her mind, desire at a fever pitch and Hanna- Gale groaned, shivering and holding on for dear life as he began to slowly, slowly push himself within her.
Hanna- Gale gasped his name and Casey began to push deeper within her. He thrusted deep and Hanna- Gale gasped, groaning and holding onto him so very tightly. Her vision felt almost hazy and she bit her lip, gasping and trembling, writhing beneath him as he thrusted within her, deep and strong.
He was groaning and Hanna- Gale thrilled at the sound. She was lost in the moment. Everything felt so good, everything felt so very right and it was difficult to tell what was in her surroundings. All she noticed was Casey, and all she could feel was the pleasure between her thighs.
Hanna- Gale felt the pleasure begin to overcome her. When Casey increased his speed, thrusting deeper inside her, Hanna- Gale just couldn’t take it anymore. She climaxed hard, holding onto Casey tightly as she did. Waves and waves of pleasure crashed over her. She felt like she was drowning in the perfect feelings, drowning in the way he held her and she shivered against him.
It was overwhelming and beautiful and it was everything that Hanna- Gale had never dared to let herself feel. It was too much, it was not enough and it was perfect in every way. She moaned and shivered, biting her lip hard.
It was perfect. Casey climaxed soon after her, holding her tightly as he shivered, his own pleasure washing over them both and leaving Hanna- Gale feeling giddy and shaky and perfect. He was panting hard as he sank back into the pillows, Hanna- Gale collapsing on top of him. They rested there like that for the longest while, no words passed between them.
Hanna- Gale shut her eyes and basked in the feeling, not wanting reality to rear its head and bring her down. For the moment, this was perfect and it was all that she needed. This was everything that she wanted and more, and reality could wait.
Just for a moment, reality could wait. Because lying on Casey’s chest felt so good, so right, and Hanna- Gale was so very tired.
Hanna- Gale woke with a start, feeling the twisting tendrils of the dream wrap around her and hug her tight, hold her in an unyielding grip. She moaned and rubbed her face, taking a deep breath.
Thoughts of last night raced around her head, flooding her system and leaving her dizzy. She reassured herself that everything was going to be fine, that she was going to be fine, that she hadn't made the worst choice of her life. She shuddered and tried to gather the courage up inside herself to look over, to look towards him, to where Casey lay.
She wanted to know that he was still there, but something about the coldness of the couch had her worrying. She reassured herself that, even if he wasn't there, he was probably just attending to business, making sure that everything was okay and getting back on track. It didn't mean that.
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“I’m not promising anything.” Hanna- Gale was sitting on the couch, legs curled in beneath her and Casey was pacing beside her. She had pulled her clothing back on and so had he. It had taken what felt like an hour, at least, for them to uncurl from their position on the couch, where Hanna- Gale had rested on top of him. There was a peace and comfort in resting with him that Hanna- Gale could have never dreamed up.
It was magical, even though she knew that this was a man who she should not like, should not lust after, should definitely not want to share quiet moments with. He had been a gentleman, though, and that has surprised Hanna- Gale yet again. He had been gentle and helped her back into her clothing first. Only once she was fully dressed had he done up his pants and pulled on his own clothing. He looked good in his jacket and Hanna- Gale realized that she had never stopped to admire that fact.
They had sat like that for a while, in comfortable silence, only the sound of their breathing between them. Then Casey had looked at her and the intensity in his eyes had made her blush, made her feel almost uncomfortable, almost hesitant, like she wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do and say.
“Coffee?” Her voice had broken the silence of the home, shattering the illusion of peace, but also, the intensity of his gaze. He had chuckled, a low, surprised sound and shaken his head, “I think I’ll pass.”
That’s when he had gotten up, starting to pace up and down, just in front of the couch. Hanna- Gale had tucked her legs in, beneath her on the couch as she watched him. The way he moved was predatory and focused and it sent flutters through Hanna- Gale. She could remember quite keenly that he had moved just like that when they were together.
It was a thought that Hanna- Gale couldn’t quite shake and it sent shivers through her. She blushed and tried to focus on what he was saying.
“What do you mean?”
He sighed, a deep huff of a sound and glanced at her, “The Snow leopards want this property.” He shook his head, “I mean, we do not need it, but it’s a damn matter of principle.”
Hanna- Gale felt dark clouds swirl over her head. She wondered if he was just going to keep bothering her, even after they had just been intimate in this very house. Casey interrupted her dark thoughts.
“I’ll drop it.”
Hanna- Gale glanced at him in hopeful surprise and Casey continued, “I won’t keep bothering you about this.” He shrugged, “But I’m not making any promises about the rest of the club, okay?”
Hanna- Gale nodded, a heavy feeling in her chest. She couldn’t tell if it was a good emotion or not. She was thrilled that he was going to drop this for her, but she was concerned about others who might come and try and kick her out of her home.
Her home. Yes, she was slowly coming to think of this place as her home and it would be painful to leave it, even after just a few days. She still had no idea how she was supposed to keep it and pay for all the bills, but she would have to find a way pretty quickly if she wanted to stay.
Hanna- Gale nodded slowly, “Thank you, Casey.” Her voice was genuine and she knew it. He looked surprised before he shrugged and sighed, “Like I said, not promising anything.”
He turned, looking like he was about to leave and Hanna- Gale couldn’t help but say something, “Hey, Casey…”
“Yeah?” He looked back at her.
“Will I see you again?” She knew it was sappy, it was far too sentimental, especially since Hanna- Gale had to assume that this had been a one night stand for him. She knew that was how this worked, even if she hadn’t done it before. It still sent an ache deep through her chest, making her feel tired and sad. She didn’t want just a one night stand with Casey.
He raised an eyebrow, “Do you want to see me again?”
“Maybe.” She smiled, ignoring the ache in her chest that said she definitely, definitely wanted to see him again.
He chuckled at that, shaking his head, “Didn’t think I was the kind of guy you’d want in this mansion of yours.”
“You’re the kind of guy I’d like to see here more often.”
He glanced at her with something that looked almost like amusement and he shrugged, “Okay.”
“So I will see you again?” She pressed a little more.
“Sure. Maybe you’ll even see me tonight…” He smirked, “But do not hold your breath, okay?”
Hanna- Gale shook her head, but she felt warmth bubble up in her chest despite herself, warm and reassuring. Maybe, just maybe, this would work, this would be okay. Maybe, she would find out pretty quickly that things were not always the way she expected.
And as Casey turned to leave, Hanna- Gale couldn’t help but hope that he would show up tonight. He waved goodbye and let himself out, Hanna- Gale was left floating on cloud nine, even though she was still dealing with more trouble than she had before.
Eventually, though, Hanna- Gale pushed herself up from the couch, feeling giddy exhaustion wash through her. She checked that everything was locked- not minding if Casey found his way in, but concerned that someone else might do just that. She walked up the stairs and tumbled into the soft peace of her bed.
Hanna- Gale stretched out, feeling the soft blankets and pillows around her and sighing, at peace in the soft comfort of this bedroom, a bedroom that she was starting to think of as hers. Hanna- Gale’s eyes drifted shut and she contented herself to spend the late morning and early afternoon just dozing and spending time soothing herself after the days that she had been through.
She fell asleep easily, dreaming of Casey.
Chapter 7
When Hanna- Gale woke, it was to the peace of the afternoon sun, as it trickled through the window and warmed her skin up as she lazed on the bed. Hanna- Gale sighed, feeling contentment pool through her and shiver down her toes. She smiled, and sat up in bed. She glanced at the clock and found that she had plenty of time before evening came. She leaned back in bed and decided she’d do a little bit of reading, finishing up the book that she had started before.