“You want harder?” He pulled out of her and slammed back into her with force and continued fucking her harder with fast, deep strokes. “This is harder.”
“Oh, God…yes!” She yelped. “That is it. Give it to me.” Blake braced himself with his hands firmly set on the bed and started pounding her cunt with all his strength.
“Yes, yes,” she squealed. “I like it like that, don’t. Blake, please don’t stop.”
She was showing another version of herself that evening. Cassie was moaning so loudly; she kept pushing her hips towards his cock to receive him deeper into herself. Her body shuddered, her breasts kept jiggling.
Looking at her was so hot and beautiful. They fucked like rabbits, grunting and panting and moaning until his orgasm began building up. His breathing became more shallow as he tried to delay his climax.
“Oh fuck, Cassie!” he cried. “I’m going to come, come with me, come with me!” He panted.
“I’m coming, yes,” she started rubbing her clit, wanting to match up with his climax. “I’m gonna come with you.”
“Touch yourself for me,” he howled, feeling his dick expanding more in her pussy. “Yes, touch yourself. Come with me.”
She writhed under him. He thrust deeply into her continuously. He felt the usual rush of blood from his right into his groin.
He was dazed when his investigator told him she was already preparing for her wedding, which had been slated for April. That was when he concluded that they were not meant to be with each other. But the thoughts of her won’t leave him.
“I’m cominggg,” he wailed and began shooting his load into her pussy. An ecstatic wave blanketing him.
He thrust a few times into her, and she gasped, coming around his cock.
Totally spent, he collapsed on top of her, but supporting his own weight. He turned to the other side of the bed after he could catch his breath.
“You were so wild,” she circled a finger around his nipple. “I’m sorry I couldn’t come with you.”
“There’s only one woman who could come with me.” He thought to himself and grinned at Cassie. “It’s nothing. So far, you enjoyed yourself like I did.”
“I did.” she rested her head on her hand, with her weight supported on her elbow. “It was a blast all the way.”
“I’m glad to hear that,” Blake said.
Her eyes ran over his body. He was half hard again. Her mouth watered at the sight of his cock as it nestled against his leg, thick and long from a bed of well trimmed curls. And darker than his skin tone and looking so delicious, glistening with the mixture of their creams.
“Are you tired already?”
“I’m all yours baby,” he cupped one half of her ass cheeks.
“I want something slow now,” she said and smiled lazily into his eyes.
“Take whatever you want,” he said in a gravelly, low voice.
Pleasure courses through her at his words. She didn’t wait to be told the second time. She lay on top of him and seized up his mouth in a kiss.
But there was nothing slow about how she tangled with him, moving her tongue around his mouth. She licked at the roof of his mouth, sucking on hungrily, as if they didn’t just make love. Cassie broke the kiss and planted her knees on either side of his body.
She leaned over his face, lowering her body and fed him with one of her breasts.
Blake heaved for breath as he covered his mouth around the nipple.
“Yes, suck it,” she purred, stroking his face and hair. “Oh yes, slowly like that…”
He sucked on her nipple, flicking his tongue around it.
“That’s feels so good,” she lifted her body up and shoved the other breast into his mouth, “now have this.”
He flicked his tongue around the nipple first.
“Yes, suck it, suck it.” She urged him on as he gave the breast the same treatment he gave the other one.
She slid down his body, kissed his inner thigh, and then settled for the price. Which was fully hard now.
“Hand?” She licked her lower lip, tapping his member with her fingers. “Or mouth?”
He took in a deep breath. “whichever is your choice, baby.”
“Yes, sir,” she continued tapping, and he was becoming even harder. “Relax, mama will take care of you.”
She gave him a hand job and then rode him until they both climaxed wildly again. His phone rang on the nightstand shortly after that. He reached out for it, seeing that it was Jeff. He rolled out of the bed.
“Jeff is back to take me home,” he told her as he picked up his discarded clothes and started wearing them.
“Oh,” she nodded, pulling the sheets over herself. She was so tired from the two violent orgasms she had. “Goodnight,” she mumbled into the pillow.
“Goodnight,” he whispered and left.
It was already past Tyson’s bedtime by the time he got home. He went to his room all the same to check up on him.
Tyson’s face was peaceful, his hair a tousled mess atop the pillow. Blake felt a surge of love and protectiveness towards his boy, as usual. He sat beside him for a few moments, just listening to him breathing softly before kissing his forehead, and walked to the door. He then quietly closed the door, ensuring that the soft click did not disturb his sleeping boy.
He returned to the living room and strolled to the bar to fix himself a drink. Blake decided on scotch tonight. He poured himself three fingers and walked back to the living room. The fire crackled softly, casting dancing shadows on the walls. Blake took a sip of his drink, savoring the rich, smoky taste. He plopped down on the plush armchair by the fireplace.
His mind went to Tasha for the third time that day. He had never stopped thinking about her since the day he left her to do his father’s bidding.
Though being with Stacy before had dulled his ache for him a bit, now that he was free, the feelings for her had returned in full force. He sent his private investigator to look for her. He was ready to do anything at that moment to have her back into his life.
Blake took another swing of his drink, the scotch warming him from the inside out. Blake leaned back in his seat, wondering if love would find him again soon.