Savage Love (Ash and Innocence 2)

I locked eyes with him. “You like it when I’m defiant? Then take your cock out of me.”

He grinned, then slid himself out but didn’t stop grinding his hips. His length, which was slick with my arousal, slid along my clit. I purred, digging up handfuls of grass as I bucked up against him.

“Any other demands?”

“Put it back in.”

He obeyed, never taking his eyes from me, like I was the most fascinating thing he’d ever seen.

I clenched my eyes shut, breathing out as pleasure slid through me like warm honey. “Take it out. Finish with your hand. One for you, and one for me.”

Cassian’s eyebrows scrunched together, but he looked amused. He straightened to stand on his knees between my legs. With one hand, he dipped two fingers in me, curling them expertly and then using my own slickness to circle the sensitive nub of my clit. With his other hand, he stroked himself, making the muscles of his arm and torso flex with tension.

I drank in the way his eyes explored my body. He looked at me with so much uncontrolled lust that I couldn’t help feeling sexy and wanted. I moaned, feeling myself tighten against his fingers.

He slipped the condom off himself, groaning as he moved closer. He wanted to cum on me, and I wasn’t about to complain. Before him, I would’ve imagined it would be degrading. Instead, it felt sensual and almost sweet. Like he didn’t want to waste his seed in the grass. He wanted me to feel it. To have it, at least in some way.

He arched his back and his fist tightened around himself. His cock jerked three times, covering me in his hot release with each pulse. I came against his hand a few moments later, overcome by the warm sleepiness that seemed to follow my orgasms.

Cassian was cleaning me off when I heard the sound of grass crunching from behind the bleachers. I jolted upright. “Did you hear that?”

He looked behind us. The way the bleachers were positioned meant they’d also provide cover to someone all the way back to the school and parking lot. “I don’t see anything.”

I frowned. “But I heard something. I think someone was watching us.”

A strange look crossed his features, but he just shook his head. “Nobody would’ve known we’d be here.”

No, I thought. But I couldn’t help wondering if Cassian really had changed. What if this new phase of our relationship was just the finale? I had to physically shake my head. I wasn’t going to go down that route. We’d come too far for me to believe it could all be a lie, so I refused to believe it.

Instead, I hugged him tight. “Well. That was one end zone. I thought you said you wanted to do both?”

He grinned, but still looked slightly off. “Yeah. I feel like I need to make a corny joke about scoring, though.”

“Please don’t.”

He scooped me up and started walking me to the other end of the field. His lips curved into a smile. “He’s going all the way…”

I swatted at his chest, laughing and cringing at the same time. “He’s going to get stopped just short of the touchdown if he doesn’t cut it out.”

“It looks like he’s going to punch it in, despite a determined effort from the defense.”

“I don’t know,” I countered. “It looks like the defense is about to block up all the holes.”

His fingers trailed down the back of my neck, sending goosebumps across my spine. “But this is Cassian Stone we’re talking about. He’ll find the hole.”

I bit my lip, laughing. “Yeah. He probably will.”39CassianI was eating breakfast across from Charli when I got the text. It was from Sophie. I swallowed a bite of biscuit and caught her attention. “I’ll be right back. Gotta take this call.”

She watched me curiously, but apparently, she trusted me enough not to grill me in front of my mom and Walter, who were sipping coffee and reading the paper at the counter.

I stepped out back and opened the attached video.

I saw a view of the football field lit up at night. Little pink panties were tossed in the endzone beside Charli, who had her legs spread as I slid a condom on. Her pussy was in full view of the camera. My stomach sank and lit up with fire at the same time.

She’d spied on us.

She’d filmed us.

I was going to fucking murder her.

I deleted the video and called Sophie, pacing as I waited for her to answer.

“Weird,” Sophie said once she answered. “I can text and call as many times as I want and it’s like your phone doesn’t work. One sex tape and suddenly you’re available within minutes?”

“What’s your angle?” I asked through gritted teeth.

Sophie sighed. “I don’t want to blackmail you, Cassian. I really like you. And I feel like there’s something between us. You’re just being too stubborn to admit it.”