The Troublemaker - Cathryn Fox Page 0,48

woman.

I lick her sweet cunt, all the way from the bottom to the top, flattening my tongue to press it against her swollen clit. I steal a quick glance up, and her eyes have fallen shut.

“Open your eyes, baby. Look at the stars.”

“I don’t need them open to see stars,” she says and I chuckle against her sex, which illicits a moan as the vibrations go through her body.

“Open them anyway. I want you to see those stars as I take you into space.” Her lids lift, and I lick her some more, knowing her body well now. Know how to take her higher and higher and leave her lingering.

I put a finger inside her, and her walls clamp around me. She’s chanting my name, and my heart beats that much faster. I finger fuck her the way she likes, and circle her clit with the soft blade of my tongue. I slide a second finger into her and a whimpering sound reaches my ears. Jesus, she is so close. I inch out, and her gaze flies to mine.

“Cason,” she says, her breath so ragged I can barely make out my name on her lips.

“Do you have your wits about you Kinsley?”

“God, no. Please put your cock inside me.” I chuckle, but who am I to fucking talk? I can barely remember my own name as her need wraps around my cock and strokes hard.

My chuckle dies an abrupt death and morphs into a heated moan. “Kins.”

“I want to feel your thickness inside me. I want to come all over your big cock.”

Holy fuck, yes. It takes all my effort to find the words to ask, “If you weren’t on the pill would you still be saying that?”

“Yes.” She grabs my shoulders. “You win. I want you so much, I don’t care about anything but your cock inside me.”

“I win because I’m here with you, Kins. But you’re about to win, too. You did after all, beat me to the dock, so I think you should come all over my face, and then again with my cock inside you.”

“Yes, Cason. All…the…right…words.”

I dip into her, changing the rhythm and pace, plunging deep and fast, and hard, circling the bundle of nerves inside as I take her clit into my mouth. Within seconds she’s bursting all over my tongue, and crying out my name. Her fingers go to my hair and she tugs as she rides out the waves. I lick her, eat her, bury my face deep as her liquid desire soaks me. I come up for air and her eyes are dark, intense, and locked on mine. I don’t think I’ve ever seen such need on her face. I’m not going to make her wait one more second. I’m going to fulfil that need, now.

“My cock. Inside you.” It’s all I can say. Creating full, coherent sentences is a thing of the past and I’m okay with it. I lay over her and she opens her legs, welcoming my unsheathed cock into her tight body. In one thrust I’m high inside, and her muscles squeeze me so tight, I’m pretty much a goner. How the fuck does sex with her get better and better every time?

Oh, probably because I like her in a way I’ve never liked another. She’s been hurt in the past, is relationship shy, so I need to tread carefully, keep my feelings to myself. Which is utterly fucking insane. I’m the guy who can never express his feelings properly and the one time I want to, the one time I want to jump up and scream to anyone who will listen that this woman is stealing my heart, I can’t.

How’s that for fucked up?

14

Kinsley

After waking up to soft kisses from Cason, I fell back to sleep as he joined the others for a friends and family fishing trip. I much prefer a comfy bed over bugs and worms. Now it is late morning and the sound of the water lapping against the shore and the birds chirping nearby, pull me wide awake. I stretch out, my body sore in the most glorious ways. Forcing my legs to move, I dash to the bathroom for a quick shower, not really wanting to sleep away any more moments of this trip.

I wash thoroughly, touching my body and reminiscing about all the ways Cason made love to me last night. Made love? I’m not sure I can call it that, but his touch, the way he talked to me,