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โI paid for the pancakes, so Iโm fully stocked and carrying,โ I joke, pulling out my wallet. โBut if you keep looking so sexy and pantyless when we go running, Iโm going to start keeping one in my sock.โ
โLucky me,โ Cassie says, looking around. She pulls me over to her small kitchen table, lying back on it and spreading her legs. Sheโs glowing, the lips of her pussy already spread. Cassie reaches down and rubs, shivering as she does. โYouโd better hurry up and get that condom on, or else Iโll just have to take care of what you started myself.โ
Itโs hard to focus on getting the condom wrapper open and down my shaft as I watch Cassie rub her pussy, slipping two fingers inside and moaning, teasing me as she slides them in and out. Finally, after what seems like an eternity but canโt be more than twenty seconds, I step forward, pulling her closer to me, her butt helped by a placemat that gives almost no friction as I slide into her, Cassieโs fingers pulling out just in time. We both gasp, and my eyes are pulled to hers. โYouโre right,โ I growl, filling her all the way in one long stroke. โWho needs syrup?โ
โI canโt last long,โ Cassie admits, her pussy squeezing me tightly. โIโm so worked up, sorry.โ
โTrust me, no more than I am,โ I reply, knowing that Iโm raging inside too. I start thrusting, pulling back and stroking hard in and out of her, our eyes never leaving each other as my cock throbs and pulses deep inside her. Cassieโs fingers dig into my forearms as I speed up, my balls slapping against her ass weโre fucking so hard.
The seconds seem to become minutes, and in those seconds I feel something, like a bridge is being built between us. Cassieโs taking everything I have and loving it, while at the same time, sheโs giving everything she has to me. Thereโs no misunderstanding, none of the frustration or miscommunication of earlier, just the look in her eyes as sweat breaks out on our bodies again, my cock pumping in and out of her, and the hammering pace of our sex.
Iโm sure we donโt last even two minutes, but it doesnโt matter. When Cassieโs fingernails dig in, I understand and reach down, rubbing her clit with my thumb. She gasps and her pussy squeezes my cock even tighter. โCaleb!โ
โMe too,โ I gasp, my cock swelling before I come, Cassieโs cries of her own orgasm pushing me even higher. Still, our eyes never leave each otherโs and I can almost feel what sheโs feeling, the heat and the explosion from deep inside different but just as intense and as needed as mine. When the moment passes, I stay inside her, reaching forward to stroke her hair. โWow.โ
โAnd who says a quickie has to be bad?โ Cassie chuckles after a moment. โThat was . . . goddamn!โ
I laugh, not wanting to pull out of her but knowing I need to dispose of the condom. โCome on, letโs get washed up,โ I say regretfully. โThen you can get some laundry done while Iโm at the house, and maybe, if youโre really helpful, Iโll even bring you some dessert tonight.โ
โOh?โ Cassie asks. โWhatโs for dessert?โ
โA thick, creamy banana.โ
Cassie laughs and smacks my naked ass. โDeal. And you might have a sweet muffin you can munch on too.โCassie
After our confessional pancake brunch on Saturday morning, the crazy wooded adventure, and the mind-blowing sex, I was mentally and physically exhausted. Still a little embarrassed about my jealous fit and how emotional I felt after our couch session, I readily agreed when Caleb said he should probably head out. Taking a few hours to do all of my laundry helped, although I was disappointed when Caleb called later. One of his customers had an emergency issue, so he had to spend all Saturday evening and most of the day Sunday trying to repair a hole in the side of Mrs. Davisโs house. Caleb even sent me a picture, although I have no idea just how the damn hole got there. But by the time he was done clearing out the damaged portions, repairing the wall supports, and then putting in the new drywall and exterior paneling, it was already near sundown on Sunday. He wanted to meet me at the house to keep on working afterward, but I knew he needed his rest and told him to hit the sack.
I was excited when he texted me last night, telling me that he made a good amount of progress on the projects Oliver has him doing, and he could be at 614 Douglas on Tuesday, so Iโm heading over tonight. In his text, he begged me not to grab pizza, so instead, Iโve got some homemade chicken sandwiches, fruit, and a bottle of wine. I took the time to change clothes, so Iโm back in jeans, but I also freshened my makeup and made sure my ponytail looks good. Actually, the idea of wearing a ponytail around Caleb has not left my mind. The way he pulled it and talked dirty to me has left me wanting more. Maybe thatโs why I brought the wine, and for damn sure, itโs why Iโm wearing some sexy, nearly see-through panties under my jeans.
Walking up to the door, I kick at it since my hands are too full to knock. Nothing, so I kick again, a little hard to do in my tennis shoes. Huffing in frustration, I set the food down on the porch to dig out my keys.
I know Caleb is here. His truck is in the drive. The handsome idiot probably has his music on loud again. As I get the door open, I move the food to the floor in the entryway, closing and locking the door behind me. Music . . . loud rock music from the back of the house. I
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