Room Service

“No, Cassandra. I want to come deep inside of you, watch you walk around town with my load between your thighs and let the gossips talk.” I take her hand and lift her onto my lap, sliding my cock along her pussy lips before pushing into her depths. Her head falls back and she releases the sexiest gasp. I can feel the tension building in my spine as I hold back the urge to fuck her rough.

Her phone rings as I drive up into her. “Don’t stop,” she demands.

“Yes, my pearl. Ride me and don’t stop until you’re coming all over my cock. I’m not stopping until we’re both undone.”

“Fuck, take me, Jamison.” I pick up my pace, but that’s not enough. I need her squirting out her desire now before I nut. I spin her around on the sofa, letting her upper body hang over the top of the sofa. Nudging her thighs apart, I lift her ass and slam back into her hot, wet sheath. She moans, clutching onto the back, bracing herself.

“I’m going to take you, baby. Cassandra, I want to fucking keep you forever. Are you going to let me, sweetheart? Are you going to give me daily room service? I want to wake up with your sticky slit for breakfast. Do you want that?” I ask, grabbing her long brown hair into a fist, tugging her head back. Her panting turns me on as much as she likes my questions. “Fuck, grip that cock, baby. You own it. Bounce that sweet ass onto me. Show me how badly you want to come.”

“I want to come right now, Mr. Cain,” she whimpers, one of her hands squeezing and rubbing across her tits. “Fuck,” she screams, pussy throbbing, choking my cock until I surrender my seed. I’m not done though.

“That’s it, soak me because I’m about to destroy you for anyone else,” I growl against the shell of her ear before scraping my teeth over her lobe. Grabbing onto her hips, I piston forward, pumping hard until I’m hitting her cervix. “That’s it’s. Fuck, Cassandra. I’m coming.” I slam into her twice more, shooting jets of cum all over her tight walls.

I turn us around without pulling out and have her rest on my lap as I sit on the sofa, trying to catch my breath. “Now we’re ready to hit the town.”

“I don’t think I can walk after that,” she pants, resting her head on my shoulder.

I gently grasp her chin to tilt her face to mine and softly kiss her lips. “I’ll carry you.”

****

I watch her as she walks along Main Street, holding my hand and squeezing it slightly when she finds something “absolutely adorable” about the town. It’s small and everyone knows everyone, something she’s not even remotely familiar with, but I’ve lived here my entire life, so it’s not in the least bit exciting except the way my heart does a backflip when she smiles with pure joy.

We walk up to Spring Books which looks just as expected, small with a large picture window and the latest releases facing the glass. I observe Cassandra, watch how her eyes widen and her teeth scrape her bottom lip with excitement. It thrills me to see her so happy. Tugging her along, I open the door and lead my woman to her new getaway.

“Jamison, it’s good to see you in here,” Mr. Daniels says, obviously stealing a glance at Cassandra with questions in his eyes.

“Cassandra, this is the gatekeeper of the books here in Spring, Mr. Benjamin Daniels.”

“It’s a pleasure. This place is so quaint, beautiful.” She takes in a deep breath, making me smile.

“Take your time and explore.” I kiss her cheek and pat her ass along toward the nearest bookshelves. She gives me a glare over her shoulder before happily marching along to the first bookcase.

“Congrats, Jamison. Beautiful and a reader. If only I was forty years younger…”

“You’d have two black eyes to go with your busted lip,” I finish for him.

He laughs. “It’s really good to see you out doing something besides work.”

“It’s nice to have a reason to be out.” I can’t take my eyes off her as I talk to Daniels which he doesn’t fail to mention. I’m not embarrassed by it at all. She’s mine and I intend to make her fall in love with me the way I’ve fallen madly in love with her.

Chapter Seven

Cassandra

Can you fall madly in love with someone in just a day? I know you can in books, but I hope it’s a reality for me. I do my best to concentrate on selecting a book or two, but I can feel Jamison’s eyes roaming over me. I saw his reflection in the window as I silently hoped we would go inside. His expression screamed happiness. My pleasure makes him happy. There are no words to say how much that means to me. Years of neglect, feeling alone in a big city with a family, tons of friends and coworkers. Something about the way Jamison has invaded my soul tells me that we have something special.