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stopped asking myself stupid questions when
he slipped a finger into me. No preamble, no waiting, just all the
way in. I was so slick, it didn't hurt. I clutched his back and
sank my teeth into his shoulder then licked him there.
    "Unfair," I said.
    He grinned and removed his finger, only to
slide it back in again. I lifted my hips to meet his hand, pressing
my shoulders into the mattress. The movement made my breasts jiggle
and he took that as an invitation to cover one with his mouth
again.
    I was assaulted by sensations coming at me
from all directions. They were sweet torment as they accumulated
inside me, building and swelling into a throbbing ball of energy. I
couldn't stand it. I was going to explode and I didn't want to. Not
yet. Too soon. But damn, I was already beginning to unravel and it
was too late to stop now. If he removed that finger I would just
have to finish myself in front of him.
    Thank God I didn't have to. Instead of
withdrawing, he thrust in another finger and rubbed my clit with
his thumb. "Yessss," I hissed. I threw my arms above my head and
scrunched the bedcovers in my fists, trying to hang on to something
in case I was I blown away by the explosion I felt building inside
me.
    "Cassie," he murmured against the pillow of
my breasts. "My Cassie."
    His words set me off. The mass of sensations
centered at my groin broke apart, then broke me apart. My body
rocked and throbbed, from my core, along my limbs to my fingers and
toes.
    "Blake!" It burst from my lips and seemed to
urge him on. He changed his position, and as my body quivered and
twitched from its release, he entered me to the hilt.
    I took him easily, despite his size. I was
slick and sated, my muscles useless. He groaned against my forehead
where his lips pressed to my hot skin. Slowly, we rocked together
to a familiar rhythm. The muscles in his back trembled beneath my
hands as if he were straining to control himself. I didn't want
control. I wanted him to let go as I had done.
    I linked my ankles at his ass, stroked the
smooth skin at his shoulders and thrust up my hips. But it wasn't
enough. I rolled him over, or maybe he rolled me. There was no way
I could have budged him if he didn't want to change position.
    I sat on top, thrusting out my breasts,
enjoying the touch of his big hands, the tweak of his fingers. He
stared at his handiwork as my nipples grew to points. I ground
myself against his hips, deepening his thrusts, then drew myself up
his cock until he was almost out of me.
    "Jeez, Cass," he groaned, grabbing my hips.
He pulled me back down, slamming his cock all the way in. He
groaned again and his eyes rolled back. "I'm not…going
to…last."
    His words drove me on. It was a thrill to
know I had so much power over this big, tough guy. I felt like I
could make him do anything at that moment, promise anything.
    I took his hands in both of mine and used his
strong arms for support. I pumped him hard, riding his cock,
drawing myself up and down until my back and thighs were slick with
sweat.
    His breathing quickened. His eyes flew open
to watch me, first my bouncing breasts then up to my face, my eyes,
where his hot gaze rested. It was too much. I was going to come
again.
    He clutched both my hands in one of his and
touched his other to my tender nub. The sensations wracked me all
over again, more powerful than ever. Jolts shot through me,
maddening, electrifying.
    I cried out his name, unable to stop it
bursting from my mouth. He grunted once, twice, and thrust hard and
drew me down to him at the same time.
    We kissed and came, our bodies fused together
by our heat and something too powerful for words. I lay on top of
him, drawing breath into my lungs, drawing Blake in with
each gasp.
    My blood slowed and my head began to clear,
but not too much, thankfully. I didn't want to think yet. I just
wanted to feel and enjoy what we'd shared. He was right. It had
been too long.
    I was spent. My body felt limp and weak. I
couldn't move off