Free Rory by Vanessa Devereaux Page A

want it this way. A man who’s as wonderful as you, kind and caring, to do this for me.”
    He was weakening. She was right.
His brother wouldn’t want her getting sexually involved with a guy who didn’t
care for her. And he cared for her all right.
    She’d unbuttoned his shirt and
pulled it away from his chest before he’d realized it. She ran her hands over
his belly.
    “Maybe we should wait until your
leg heals.”
    “I can’t wait that long.” Her
breath was minty fresh as she spoke mere inches from his nose and mouth.
    She unzipped his pants and pushed
her hand over his erection. That simple gesture had made him cross over into
the dangerous point of no return.
    He stood, took off his shirt and
then pulled Cass into his body, hoping he wasn’t hurting her leg. He kissed
her, his tongue sliding over his lips, and then into her mouth.
    She hadn’t been wrong when she’d
said he wanted her. He didn’t just want her, he wanted her big time .
    Rory ran his hands over her butt,
pushing her mound against his erection, hoping she’d know just how much her
body excited him.
    Condoms…bathroom…he’d have to
leave her for a few minutes to go get one.
    “I’ll be right back just need to
go get some boy’s stuff.”
    While he was in the bathroom, he
took off his jeans and boxers and then grabbed a condom and returned to his studio
where Cass was bending over looking at more of his artwork.
    Shit. That ass, round and smooth,
stuck up in the air like that was a beacon to him.
    He tore open the condom and
sheathed himself before creeping up behind her. He kissed her neck, rubbing his
hands over every inch of her body. He held her breasts while massaging his cock
up and down her crack, almost losing it in the process.
    He playfully bit her earlobe
where the homemade earring dangled from it. This wasn’t quite how he’d
envisioned making love to Cass, but that view from the door had made him lose
his mind. This is how he wanted it to take her.
    “Spread your legs for me,” he
said.
    She slowly moved her foot to the
right and he eased his hand in between their bodies, slipping down her crack.
This time he fingered her pussy opening. She was wet, very wet. That was good.
He slid his finger inside her, feeling her heat and tightness.
    Shit, she was so tight. The thought
of slipping his dick into that space almost made him come. He had to get inside
her ASAP.
    “Bend over, honey.”
    Cass leaned over and held onto
the chair in front of her. He glanced at her hands and noticed that her fists
were white where she was holding on so tight.
    “You nervous? Because if you
are…”
“Just fuck me, okay?”
    He’d never heard her use that
word before. It hadn’t shocked him but in a way excited him more. It had
brought out the big alpha male in him. In one swift thrust, he speared her
pussy with his cock, but then realized something he never would have guessed
about her.
    Cass was still a virgin.

 
    Chapter Thirteen
     
    Cass grimaced. She’d heard rumors
that the first time hurt like hell, and they weren’t kidding. She’d felt Rory’s
hesitation to continue after he’d entered her, but he hadn’t said a word and
began pounding away inside her. She’d raised her butt and pushed back, causing
more pain but letting him know she wanted him to continue, which he had.
    She wasn’t expecting an orgasm
the first time around. Yes, another thing she’d read about a woman losing her
virginity.
    She and Ryan had vowed to wait
until their wedding night. She’d believed that Ryan would be the one to take
her virginity. And now here was Rory, pulling on her nipples and thrusting and
groaning and turning her into a true woman.
    His breath got more labored. He
panted while his thighs made loud slapping noises as they smacked against her
butt. She wasn’t going to come, not like last night in the bathtub, but there
was always the next time.
    Rory grunted and then she felt
pressure inside her pussy, sensing that he’d