Indulgence

by Liz Crowe

  “Ohhh, God.”

  I was panting in his hair as I sought relief by trying to grind into him. His hands were all over my back and it felt like he left a trail of burnt ash along my skin.

  “James...”

  He tugged my shirt over my head and began kneading my breasts through my bra. His chest was heaving along with mine. I needed him on top of me, in me, on me. I tried to lie back and he stopped me, instead wrapping his arms tightly around my back, placing his hands on my shoulders as he pressed me into his erection. Bursts of electricity shot through my body at the momentary relief of his cock pressed against my pussy. I circled my hips against him and grasped his back like my life depended on it.

  “Shit.” He thrust up in response to my movements.

  “James, please kiss…”

  I didn’t get to finish my sentence. His lips attacked mine and I was in heaven. I was truly putty in his hands. I continued to rub myself against him and worked on pulling his shirt up. I found the expanse of his back and it was hot and dewy.

  Bang, bang, bang.

  I brought my hands to his chest and leaned back momentarily. He obliged and I tugged his shirt off and added it to the growing pile of clothes on the floor. He was simply stunning to look at.

  BANG, BANG, BANG.

  “Cassidy, don’t make me bust down the door. I know you’re in there.” I bolted upright and nearly leapt off James’s lap. Dammit, Cal!

  “Shit. It’s my brother. He will break down the door.” We were both catching our breath. I climbed off James’s lap and threw a shirt on. “Don’t move.” I was surprised with my own tone and James just smirked at me.

  Bang, bang, bang…

  “HOLD ON, CAL!” I went to grab my jeans and realized the shirt I put on wasn’t my own. It was more than long enough and it would have to do. I looked to James and he looked good enough to eat, that damn smile on his face, just lying there, nearly naked. If this didn’t send the message to Cal that I was ‘busy’, nothing would. I rushed to the door, unbolted it and threw it open. “WHAT!?”

  “What are you doing with HIM?” He was shouting at me. He tried to walk past me and I braced both hands on his chest in response.

  “What do you mean him?”

  “You know what I mean. He’s the owner of the Blue Horse.” He looked me up and down, noticing the shirt and my near nakedness. If he was angry before, he was fuming mad now; I could almost see the steam puffing out his ears.

  “Dammit, Cal, get OUT!” I shoved him back, which took all my strength. “I’m twenty-seven years old and I’ll date whomever I want. This isn’t up for discussion. I’ll call you tomorrow.” I pushed him again, just far enough that I could slam the door. I immediately locked the deadbolt and looked out the peep hole.

  He was throwing his hands in the air as he walked back to his patrol car. He tended to stop by when he was on duty and things were slow. Knowing him, he ran the plates on the motorcycle when he pulled up. Dammit. I took a deep breath, smoothed down the shirt I wore and headed back to the living room.

  He hadn’t moved. It should be illegal to look that divine. I plopped down on the couch next to him. “Sorry, he’s a little over protective. Big brother syndrome and all; it doesn’t help he has a badge to go with it.”

  James didn’t say a word. He simply moved so fast, that before I knew it, I was on top of him again. We were sitting up, face to face, as I straddled his lap once more. I was taking in his appearance when he put his nose to mine. “Dating, huh? Why didn’t you tell me you were dating someone? This might be a deal breaker, Cassidy.”

  Shit. I immediately tried to retract my statement. We hadn’t discussed dating or anything relationship oriented. “Sorry, I, it’s just that I didn’t know what to tell him. I didn’t mean to imply…” He started cracking up. “What are you laughing at?” Now I was annoyed.

  “Whoever this bloke is that you’re dating, tell him to get lost, you’ll only be dating me from now on.” He was rubbing his nose up and down mine when I realized the joke was on me. “That is, if you want to date me. I’m perfectly fine with just the fucking.”

  I sucked in my breath and attempted to get off his lap. I was appalled. He made it sound so dirty.

  He seized my arms, “Cassidy, I’m joking. I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to offend you. You’re the only girl for me, have been since that first night I saw you at the Blue Horse.”

  I relaxed and looked into his eyes. He wasn’t lying. “Really?”

  “Cassidy, don’t ever doubt it. We’ll deal with Cal and anyone else who might have a problem with it. Okay? Now, where were we?” He gently pressed his lips to mine. I eased my body back into his and accepted his kiss.

  I panted, “Okay,” between kisses.

  James wasted no time in removing his shirt from me. I settled in closer to him and ran my fingers through his hair. I tipped his head back so I could have better access to his mouth as his hands began kneading my shoulders and neck. I dropped my head to his shoulder as he released the tension from my shoulders. Running my hands across his ribs and down his abdomen, I reveled in the dusting of hair that covered him. I paid special attention to the happy trail that disappeared into his jeans.

  I started to undo his belt as he lifted my head and brought my mouth down to his. My body was screaming in expectation of him. I’d never had a craving like that before. I was convinced I could live off of him and him alone. I pressed against him and he met me with a thrust of his own as a burst a pleasure ran through me. I bit his lip harder than anticipated and he groaned. “Sorry.”

  “Don’t be sorry.” He pushed me back a bit while one hand encircled my neck and then ran down the center of my chest. “A front clasp, I was wondering how you got this on.” He fiddled with the clasp, and before I knew it, my breasts sprung free and were greeted by his hungry mouth.

  I finished undoing his belt and began working on the button to his jeans when he lifted me up and stood. I grabbed his wrists and stopped him, “Please, let me.”

  He took a deep breath before relaxing. I sensed that he needed me as much as I needed him. I freed the button before palming his erection through the denim. James threw his head back and gripped my shoulders. I found the zipper and pulled it down slowly before I worked my hands into the waist of his jeans. I tugged them down to his knees and realized he still had his boots on.

  “Sit down.”

  He sat back on the couch and I noticed how tight his boxer briefs were, his erection straining against the material. I knelt down in front of him and pulled his boots and socks off before freeing him of his jeans. On my knees, I placed myself between his legs and started massaging his calves. I could feel the tension slowly roll off of him. After a few minutes, I worked my hands up to his thighs and dug my knuckles into his muscles. His head was leaned back against the couch when I snuck my hands into his boxer briefs, up to his hips and then yanked them down. He lifted slightly to ease my way, his eyes cloudy with desire.

  I swear his cock bounced as my eyes took in his superb nakedness. With his underwear discarded, I returned to my previous position, but closer. My breasts were resting on his lower abdomen as I began kissing his chest and rib cage while my hands lightly caressed his back.

  “Cassidy, you’re making me crazy.” His hands began rubbing my scalp.

  “I thought it only fair to return the favor.” I smiled up at him and he looked like a man possessed. He wouldn’t let me continue this much longer. I moved down and his cock was standing at attention against his stomach. I grabbed him and gave him a squeeze. His hips jumped up as he groaned and I squeezed him again. Dipping my head I ran my tongue from the base of his glorious cock to the tip where I began circling the head.

  “Dammit, woman.” He was out of breath and I loved it.

  I greedily took him into my mouth while fisting around his base. I glided down his length several times. I didn’t normally enjoy this task, but with him I never wanted to stop. I squealed when he quickly pulled me o
ff him and dragged me to his lap. I was on my knees as he bit my left breast.

  “Owww!” He kissed, licked and sucked the pain away almost as quickly as he had delivered it. “God, James, please.”

  “What is it, Cassidy? Tell me what you want.”

  His hands were running down my back and into my panties, digging into my ass cheeks as he lifted his hips to press against me. I jumped as a surge of pleasure made me dizzy. I grabbed hold of his face and attacked his mouth. I took my fill of him until I had to pull away to catch my breath.

  “I want you inside me, desperately. Please. Here. Now.”

  He placed his hand on my lower belly as his fingers made their way under my panties and into my short curls. I was frozen in time. The only thing I could feel was the heat of him and my heart as it pounded in my chest. His fingers went further down and grazed my swollen nub. “Oh.” I placed my forehead on his and closed my eyes as he gently rubbed my clit. “James…” he dipped a finger deeper and slid inside me.

  “You’re so wet. Show me what you want.” He gripped my ass with his free hand, raising me up and down so that I was riding his hand.

  “More, I need more.” Our eyes were locked as he added a second finger. I eagerly gripped them with my walls as he slipped his fingers in and out. It felt amazing. Suddenly, there was more of him that I wasn’t prepared for. “Oh that’s, ohhh, too much.” He had added a third finger and it was almost unbearable. Almost. I could feel the frenzy building inside me.

  “Slow and easy, Cassidy.”

  I steadied my pace to give my tight pussy a moment to adjust to his fingers before I rode him again and again. I had my rhythm down and my head was thrown back, “Now stop moving.” I was startled to stillness at his words and started to plead with him before I was silenced.

  I was up on my knees bracing myself on his shoulders. He was running his slick fingers up, down, in and all over my sex. The pressure was building and felt wonderful. I recognized the sensation of a bead a sweat as it slid down between my shoulder blades. He pulled me closer and I could no longer see his face. His head was buried in my breasts and the hand that was gripping my waist had now joined his other hand in its exploration of my sex, but from behind. I jumped a little as he gently circled my other opening.

  “Relax, I won’t hurt you.” The act was entirely foreign to me. The hand in front swept into me again, gathering my juices before sliding out to my rear. He continued circling my tighter hole with one hand while pumping me with the other.

  The feeling was so alien, but I was enjoying it. “James, it feels so good, but I don’t want to come without you.” I pulled myself away slightly before I grabbed his cock. “Please, I want this.”

  ~ JAMES ~

  Her panties were barely on, with both my hands inside them. She would be my undoing. I never knew it could be so intense. “Please, I want this.” She was milking my cock with her hand. “I need you, all of you inside me, now.” She was panting in my ear and I lost all sense. I pulled my hands from her soaking center and ripped the panties from her body. She gasped and then cooed in my ear as I shrugged my shoulders. “I liked those.”

  “I’ll buy you new ones.” I had her sit on my thighs as I cupped her face. “I need you, too.” I kissed her slowly and deeply as she pulled her legs up while scooting closer. Her ankles were now gripping my ass with her hands in my hair. Her mound was pressed against my erection. She lifted slightly and guided her opening over my tip. Our kiss halted for a split second as she gazed into my eyes. She looked absolutely lost, like she was on another planet. Before I could push her away to get a condom, she sheathed me with her tight pussy. She began shuddering from her own force, “Cassidy.”

  “I’m sorry, I had to have you, and I couldn’t wait. I don’t know what came over me.” She was wheezing and pulling away looking regretful. “I’ve never done this without protection, you’re the first.” She was pulsing around my cock and I thrust my hips up and deeper into her. “Oh, God, that’s not helping.” She circled her hips seeking pressure on her clit.

  “I’m clean, Cassidy.” She smiled against my lips and kissed me. “You’re the first I’ve done this with, too. You’re on the pill, right?” She nodded and deepened the kiss. We started rocking in unison, both lost in the sensations. The only sounds were her sensual moans. I could already feel her beginning to tremble. She was close.

  “Breathe, Cassidy, slow it down. Let me catch up.” She groaned and slowed all her movement. She placed her hands on my knees and arched back. I drank her up. She was exquisite stretched out on top of me. “You’re beautiful.” I gripped her waist and slid her up and down my cock as she threw her head back. She was so tight around me.

  “James. Feels. So. Good.” She lifted her hips to meet mine. I couldn’t resist the temptation and began rubbing her clit. She jumped slightly on my throbbing cock, “I can’t wait if you do that, you have to stop.”

  I stopped my thrusting and grabbed her breasts, twirling and tweaking her nipples. She brought herself back down to me and sucked my lower lip between her teeth. Her hands were on my chest pinching my own nipples.

  I grunted as I slammed up hard into her and she met me full force. “Cassidy, fuck.”

  She could sense my own desperation and slammed down on me harder. “Harder, James, faster.” She was whimpering with her arms clinging to my back as she mewled in my ear. She was so close.

  “I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “You won’t. Please. Oh, God.”

  Her words had me teetering on the edge, too. I clutched her waist as we slammed into each other over and over again. Before I knew it, she was crying out into my mouth, every part of her shuddering around me. “Fuck, Cassidy…”

  “I want to feel you come inside me.” Her words sent me over the edge and I unleashed myself inside her as I buried my face in her neck.

  She was limp against me as I thrust a few more times. Her pussy was trembling around me. I ran my hands over her body, eliciting more quivering from her. I laid lax on the couch, draped in a sated Cassidy. Her hands were lazily trailing up and down my sides. “You’re amazing, Cassidy.”

  “I think you’re the amazing one. I never knew sex could be this good. God have I missed out.”

  “You won’t be missing out anymore.” We laid there for a while, basking in our afterglow. After a few minutes I felt her shiver. “You’re cold.”

  “A little.” She was still curled into me.

  I tightened my hold on her. “Let’s get you in a hot shower.” I stood up with shaky legs and carried her up to her room.

  Chapter Twelve

  Bubbles

  ~ CASSIDY ~

  He set me down on the vanity and then turned to me, “Bath or shower?”

  “Are you joining me?”

  “If you insist,” he winked at me.

  “Bath, please.” I watched him as he leaned over and turned the water on. The muscles in his back were rippling and begging to be touched. I got down from the vanity and crept over to him. I pressed myself to his back wrapping my arms around his chest. He tensed momentarily and then covered my hands with his. He spun in my arms and embraced me.

  He whispered into my hair, “You’re going to change my life, Cassidy Charles, aren’t you?” Before I could comment on that he smacked my ass and pushed me toward the toilet before he walked out.

  I took advantage of the privacy and relieved my bladder. When I was finished I dug around in my cabinet for some bath products. I found my orange scented bubble bath and pulled it out as he walked back in. “Do you mind?”

  I waved the open bottle under his nose and he smiled. “I don’t, it smells like you.”

  I walked over and poured some into the running water and watched as the bubbles formed. After grabbing some towels and other bath necessities, I placed them by the tub. It was now that I noticed how large the tub was. Thank goodness! “Do you need to use the bathroom?” He nodded so I headed into my bedroom and glanced at the clock.
Where did the time go? I heard the toilet flush and then the bath water was turned off.

  He appeared in the doorway, looking like he was carved by Michelangelo himself. “Ready?” I nodded as I walked to him. He took my hand and led me to the tub, stepping in first and sitting down. “Come here.” I stepped in, still holding his hand and sat down between his legs. I wasn’t used to this kind of intimacy. Reading my thoughts again, he pulled me back to him and gathered my hair over one shoulder while kissing the other. “Relax, Cassidy.”

  “I’m trying.” I leaned back into him and his arms encircled my waist. His knees were cocooning me and I began tracing lazy circles over his thighs. “How old are you?”

  “Does it matter?” He was running the loofah across my shoulders.

  “Of course not, I’m just wondering when your birthday is since you know when mine is.

  “December 31st. I’ll be thirty three this year.”

  “New Year’s Eve! How fun. Always a party to go to.” I swore I felt him tense up behind me.

  “If you say so.” I didn’t question his lack of enthusiasm. “I’m going out of town tomorrow.” My heart sank at his words. Get a grip, Cassidy. “I’ll be back by Friday, in time for the auction and charity ball.”

  “Okay. Where you headed?” I was purely curious, making conversation.

  “Just some business to deal with, it’s no big deal. I’ll miss you, though.”

  I smiled at his words. “I’ll miss you, too.”

  He pushed me forward and continued washing my back. When he was finished he pulled me back against him and started washing down my front. I flinched as he hit a sensitive spot by my hip.

  “You really are quite ticklish. I think I’ll enjoy that.” Before I fully understood his meaning he was digging his fingers into my hips. I squealed as water was splashing everywhere.