climbed on top, letting her pussy melt against his
groin in a slippery mix of their sex.
She rose above him and then rode him
like a bull in the rodeo, leaning back, stretching her pussy as she fucked him.
His hands clamped her ass and forced
her up and down, creating a rhythm older than time. His groans mingled with the
sound of Casey's urgent murmurs.
"Come on, baby, fuck my pussy,
come for me. I want to feel you come. Fuck me, Phil, fuck me….God,
please…" Her voice trailed off as his body tensed and he lifted them both
off the bed with his pelvis.
He erupted inside her with a groan
so deep his toes curled and his legs shook with the power of it all. Again and
again the seed erupted, pouring fiercely into her, drowning her, marking her as
his.
As if it had been a long—awaited
signal, his orgasm stimulated hers and he nearly cried out as her inner muscles
milked the last of his cum from his exhausted cock.
Finally they got their breath back
and Casey leaned forward, putting her hands on Phil's sweaty chest. She smiled,
a contented and tired curve to her lips. He smiled back, knowing he probably
looked as storm-tossed as she did.
"That was incredible.
Wow." She chuckled. "Of course there is one drawback." Slowly
she peeled herself away from him and slumped across his chest. "We just
made one helluva mess. You're sleeping in it, not me."
"I'll take care of it."
Reluctantly he let her go and went into the bathroom, returning with a handful
of small towels. With tender care he helped Casey tidy herself. "There. No
wet spot."
"Um…and no protection."
She didn't sound hysterical, but he knew they'd both let the moment override
their caution.
"I'm sorry. That was stupid of
me. I can reassure you my last physical three months ago rated me right up
there on the clean whistle scale, but is that enough?"
She sighed. "Since I'm in the
same boat and haven't been with anyone in longer than I can remember, yes. It
will do. And don't apologize because it was half my fault." She paused as
he settled himself next to her. "And I'm on the pill. Which eliminates that worry."
He was quiet for a moment. "You
know, that was a first for me. I've never made love to a woman without
protection before. It felt—fucking insanely perfect, Casey. Being with you like
that. Totally and completely naked. Does that make sense?"
She turned her head toward him.
"Yes. Yes it does. For what it's worth, it felt wonderful to me as
well." She grinned, her teeth glinting in the dim light. "I believe
you may well have spoiled me for other men."
He chuckled back and managed to
refrain from saying something really idiotic like "of course." Or
"Could you Tweet that please?"
She took a breath and snuggled
herself against his chest. "Can I ask you something?"
"Anything."
"Why didn't you ever let me
know what you were thinking about me? You flirted a little and let me take
advantage of you. But you never tried to tell me how you felt."
"You were out of my league,
Casey. I just couldn't see me on your level. You were waaaay too good for me. I
did ask around, but Joan told me you didn't date at all, as far as she knew.
Nobody seemed to know anything. You were—unattainable. So I just hoped that one
day you'd see me as a great guy. And cave." He laughed.
"Well, your patience paid off.
That and getting me that kick-ass coffee in the morning." She smiled, her
lips a soft curve against his skin.
Phil chose his next words carefully.
"Since we're asking questions, it's my turn. Have you ever really been in
love?"
It was Casey's turn to pause for
long moments. "Yes. Dominic was my soul mate. I had never been so swept up
by someone or even imagined I could. We lived together after I graduated from
college. I'm past using him as a benchmark, but it was…we were…."
Her voice thickened as her words
trailed off, leaving a dangling question mark in his mind. He hugged her
briefly. "It's okay. You don't have to say anything."
"No, really, I need to.