My Casey

She stood in just her bra and panties.

All of her life, she had never been slim, but her mother had always taught her to love herself for who she was. She’d been bullied in school, but she’d always brushed off their bullshit because that was what it was, bullshit. She didn’t have insecurities back then, and she wasn’t going to have them now.

Flicking the catch of her bra, she let it fall as she removed her panties.

Standing before him completely naked, she felt a fluttering in her stomach.

Nerves?

Anticipation?

Need?

Desire?

Rusty reached out, grabbed her around the back of the neck and pulled her against him, slamming his lips down on hers.

Wrapping her arms around him, she scored her nails down his back, attacking him back with an equal passion.

She needed this, craved it.

There was no backing away now. She knew that.

He lifted her up, and she banded her legs around his waist, moaning as he carried her up a flight of stairs.

His sheer strength turned her on and made her want him even more.

This wasn’t something she wanted to run away from. These feelings Rusty was inspiring, they meant something. They were something, and she … didn’t want to let them go.

He carried her through to his bedroom, and she had a feeling she was never going to want to leave again.

****

Tossing Casey onto the bed, Rusty grabbed her thighs and spread her legs apart, staring at her wet pussy.

Sliding his hands between her legs, he opened the lips of her sex and leaned in close, inhaling her subtle, sweet scent.

Unable to resist a taste of something so exquisite, he slid his tongue across her clit before going down to plunder her cunt. She was so tight, and he knew he had to prepare her to take his cock. He’d been blessed in that department, and he didn’t want to hurt her. Casey was everything, and he had to show her they were meant to be together.

Drawing his tongue back up to her clit, he circled the swollen bud, flicking back and forth, and loving the sounds of pleasure she made. They spilled from her lips, and he nibbled on the tender zone, using his teeth to create enough pain to soothe it out with the pleasure.

She gripped his hair tightly, and he growled against her pussy, needing her. His cock ached, and he knew with each pulse, wave upon wave of pre-cum was spilling onto his sheets. He didn’t care.

After all this time he finally had Casey in his bed, and he wasn’t going to let her go. He could play the good guy, but when it came to sex, he’d never been good. He liked it hard, dirty, and when it came to Casey, he wanted her to hunger for him, like no other. To wipe away all memory of every single other man she could have possibly been with. The only person who should matter was him, and him alone.

“Fuck!” She screamed his name, and he knew she was close to coming. He flicked his tongue back and forth, drawing that ending closer.

He was going to be a selfish bastard as he didn’t know how much longer he could last without taking her.

Over and over, he licked and sucked at her clit, until she screamed his name, and he knew she was coming.

Before she reached her ending, he moved between her silken folds, found her entrance, and fucked her deep.

Every single ripple and sensation flooded his cock, and he groaned her name, needing her even more.

“Yes,” she said.

Her hands went to his ass, gripping him tightly.

The pleasure was on the next level, and as he pulled out, her grip on his ass tightened.

He had no intention of stopping.

Pulling out of her until only the tip of his dick was inside her, he fucked her harder. Gripping the headboard, he used it for leverage and began to pound within her, going as deep as he could, riding her pussy.

She met him stroke for stroke, both of them finding pleasure in each other’s bodies.

Her tits were glorious as they bounced with the force of his thrusts. There was no way he was ever going to get tired of being with her, of watching her.

This was even better than he could have imagined. She was sheer perfection, and belonged to him, all of him.

“Fuck!” This time, he growled the word as he felt the first stirrings of his orgasm. He wasn’t going to last, and as he came, he filled her pussy with wave upon wave of his cum, flooding her cunt.

When it was over, he collapsed against her, kissing her neck.

They were both panting. The only sounds in the room were those of their breathing.

“I wanted that to last,” he said.

“Are you kidding me? That was incredible. I’ve got no complaints.” She spoke slowly, and he leaned back to look into her brown eyes that seemed to sparkle.