11. Travis

travis

. . .

I roll over, reaching for Cass, but find cold sheets. I’m a man of my word, even if my dick protests my chivalry. Checking the time, my alarm hasn’t gone off. I rub the sleep from my eyes; I was only asleep for two hours.

With Cass gone and my cock begging for attention, I do what any sane man would do and slip my hand into my sweatpants. Closing my eyes, I imagine her here with me, lips parted and moaning my name as she rides me.

“Yes, right there. You’re so big, I ? —”

No, she wouldn’t say that… even if I am.

“Fuck, you feel so good, Travis.”

Okay, that’s better.

Precum seeps from my tip and I stroke faster, envisioning Cass playing with her tits as she rocks deeper onto my cock. Her head falls back as her moans and whimpers fill my room, keeping my hands firmly on her hips, then reaching to grip her perfect ass. Fuck, her ass is incredible. It was hot when we were younger, but I can’t wait until it’s clapping against my thighs as she takes what she wants from me.

“Don’t stop… Grip my throat… Just like that… I’m about to come… Yes! Travis, ” Cass moans and I unexpectedly come all over my chest.

Except, her voice wasn’t in my head.

My hand still on my dick, I listen for movement, hearing nothing. Not even Inferno.

I clean up the best I can without a shower and strip off my shirt, then make my way downstairs. Cass is on my couch, gasping for air.

Fuck!

She could have asthma, allergy, a heart condition, or any number of reasons for struggling to breathe. My EMT training kicks in and I rush to her, but when I reach the back of the couch, her face is relaxed, hand in her sweatpants.

Was she thinking of me?

Remaining behind her, I lean in beside her ear, my voice raspy as I command, “Give me one more, Cass.” I can still keep my promise and not touch her. Cass sucks in a breath, but I assure her, “I came so hard listening to you. Now, I want to watch how you touch yourself when you’re thinking of me.”

She doesn’t move her hand, refusing to face me, and still insists, “I wasn’t touching myself.”

“If I slipped my fingers into your tight cunt right now, I’d find your pussy soaked for me, wouldn’t I?”

“No.” The lie is shaky, and her hand still hasn’t moved.

“Dip two fingers in your pussy and prove you’re not wet for me.” Cass adjusts, gasping as she plunges her fingers deep. “ That’s my good girl. They glided right in, didn’t they? Curl them like I would, and grind against your hand.” Her eyes still closed, sweet whimpers passing her lips. I can’t take my eyes off her as she does as I ask. “Pull them out, show me you’re not wet for me.”

“I’m not wet,” she lies through her labored breath.

“Show me, Cass.” She whines as she removes her glistening ring and middle fingers from her pants. “Let me taste how much you don’t want me.” With my hands firmly braced on the back of the couch, she lifts her slick fingers, offering them to me. My promise was to not touch her, but tongues don’t count, right? Leaning in a few inches, I slip her fingers into my mouth, groaning as I suck them clean. “I can’t wait to have my face between your legs, making you come over and over until you’re begging for my cock. How many times have you touched yourself thinking of me?”

“Never.”

“You’re such a fucking liar. But if you insist, there’s a first time for everything. Fuck your hand, so I can watch you fall apart while you scream my name.” She returns her fingers to her pussy, and while her hand is hidden by her pants, the movement is undeniable. My cock throbs, begging to be inside her. If I dare to kiss her, she’ll stop. I’d give anything to lick the sweet sweat from her neck. “Keep going, baby. Next time, your legs will be over my shoulders as I swirl my tongue around your swollen clit and drive my fingers deeper as you come.”

“Yes,” she whimpers, moving faster.

“You want me to grip your neck? Squeeze a little on the sides of your throat as you find your release? Show me you’re mine, Cass. Come for me and I’ll give you everything. ”

Her back arches against the couch as she comes, but I don’t swallow her screams with my mouth, savoring every gasped breath that escapes her. I brush her bright blonde locks off her forehead, and she sighs into my touch. I’d love to read more into it, but she’s still coming down from the high of her orgasm; I doubt she’d know her own name if I asked.

Unable to help myself, I press a soft kiss to her cheek and whisper, “Time’s up, my little wildcat. You need to get back to your fiancé.”

“I know,” Cass sighs as she quickly stands, adjusting her pants, and I can’t help admiring her in my shirt. “But if you want me, it’s going to take a hell of a lot more than an orgasm.”

“Or two?” I ask, biting my lip to hide my smile.

“Or two,” she confirms with determination, then looks down at her hand. “Shit! My ring.”

Cass rushes upstairs to retrieve it from the bedside table, then returns downstairs in record time wearing her sweatshirt, without her engagement ring on her hand.

Hope blooms in my chest that this feisty woman could still be mine. I’m not done fighting for her, and demand, “You can’t marry him.”

Closing the distance, Cass reaches to cup my cheek and my hand covers hers. “I know, but I’m not going to marry you, Travis. We made a stupid promise years ago. You can’t collect because you think I’m taken. I’ll break the engagement and tell Zack everything because it’s the right thing to do. He’s a good man. Even if I call off the engagement, it doesn’t mean he’s out of the picture. You enjoy the chase? It’s time to break out your running shoes. ”

I pull her hand a few inches to my lips and kiss her palm. “You’re right, he is a good man but give me a chance to show you I’m a better one.”

“You only want what you can’t have.” She offers a soft smile, as if she didn’t gut me with her statement. “We’ll see if that changes when I’m no longer engaged.” Lifting onto her toes, her lips brush mine in a ghost of a kiss. “You deserve better than a marriage pact.”

Cass opens the door, and I don’t stop her as she walks out of it. She’s right; we both deserve more than an empty promise we made a decade ago. That changes now.