10. Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Cassie

W hat the hell was that?

I mean, that was not something I would ever say. But then, tonight was something I would never do anyway. But fuck, it sure as hell felt good. When was the last time I took something for myself? And as I looked down at this man, I wanted him. Far more than I was letting on or even believing.

"Just gonna stare there, woman?" I cocked a brow before leaning down to kiss him, running my hands over his chest. I knew this man was built nicely, he had more than enough photos with his shirt off. But I was excited to see it up close; to be able to feel it. He groaned against my lips, and I moved my hand downward, grabbing the hem of his shirt and yanking it up then tossing it aside.

This way, I got to look my fill, and shit, he did not disappoint. It should be illegal for a man to look this damn sexy. And for a brief moment, I hesitated. Wondering what a man like this, who was in his prime, would want with a divorcee. I had stretch marks, a few extra pounds, some gray hairs, and plenty of laugh lines to make me all look my age.

"Hey," he said, sitting up slightly and cupping my cheek, "come back to me and ravish me as your eyes promise."

"Dominic," I started but he shook his head.

"I want to fuck you, Cassie. More than I had any other woman before." It was as if he could read the doubts that I'm sure were in my eyes. "I don't beg."

That brought me out of my daze. I wouldn't make him beg, at least not tonight.

"I'll remember that." With that, I made quick work of his jeans and boxers, nearly melting at the sight of his hard dick. I leaned down, running my tongue over the tip, glad to see how badly it was weeping for me.

"Shit, sweetheart," he moaned, one hand sliding in my hair while the other grabbed my arm, pulling me. It was as if he didn't know what he wanted. I smirked, taking him in my mouth for a moment, before letting him pop back out. His sharp hiss was perfection. "Get up," he growled out and I lifted a brow.

"Do you think you're in charge, young man? Far from it. Respect your elders." I reached over for the robe I had left on the floor and grabbed the sash, then grabbed his arms.

"What are you doing?"

"Shut up, young man, and enjoy the ride." I grabbed his wrist, tying the band around it then tied him to the headboard. "I'm going to take my fucking fun and I just want you to sit back and fucking love it, okay?"

He eyed his wrists then looked back at me and smirked.

"Teach me, cougar."

I'm sure he had plenty that he could teach me. I hardly had fun sex with Peter; more often than not, it was a chore to happen. Only when he was in the mood, and he was so insanely vanilla. So, if this man wanted fun, wanted me to explore, I would.

I threw my leg over his hips, then grabbed his hard dick. With a smirk, I rubbed it over my clit, watching as his eyes rolled back in his head before they closed. He liked to be teased, huh? Noted. I could have a lot more fun with that.

"Don't close your eyes," I warned .

"Or what?" With that, I shifted my hips, still holding onto him as I slammed down, making sure he was buried to the hilt. He jerked, a loud groan coming from his clenched lips, and I stayed there. "Fucking hell, Cassie. Goddamn, you feel so utterly amazing. So tight, so wet, so warm," he moaned. "I want to touch you."

"Nope. No touching, young man. That's your punishment while I control all of this." His eyes flashed and it only urged me on even more. I rested my hands on his chest while I pushed myself up, feeling just his tip inside before slamming back down, making his hands clench tightly to the sash holding him. How damn perfect.

"Cassie."

"Yes?" I asked, slowly rocking back and forth. His eyes fluttered closed for a moment before he snapped them back open. His eyes trailed over my face, then down my body, and I had no reason to be worried. His eyes held desire so brightly. I hadn't even seen that look on a man's face before.

"Fuck me, woman!"

"I am, in my way." His eyes narrowed before he lifted his hips, pushing against my clit with his pubic bone and I cried out. What the fuck was that?

"I want to feel you coating my dick, Cassie, not just teasing the damn thing. Fuck. Me." He pushed upward with each word, and I lost the fight for control. I wanted to do what he said. I wanted to come all around him.

I moved faster, moving my hands to his thighs, and leaning back. It hit a whole new angle as I rocked against him. The tips of my hair brushed his legs and I'm not sure why that sent even more tingles racing over me. Maybe it was that along with the look in the depths of his eyes that just shot all through me.

"Dominic," I whimpered, rocking harder now, starting to feel the pleasure build up.

"Let me feel it, sweetheart. Show me you know how to milk that cock. Clench it so hard and take it all." His dirty words were my undoing. I dug my nails into his thighs as I shook, coming so much, feeling wave after wave coating him.

"Goddamn." I opened my eyes wide as I felt his release, causing me to shiver. It had been ages since someone had done that. Peter stopped coming inside of me, not wanting to risk another baby. After a few moments, I reached over and untied his wrists, loving the smile he gave me. "That was perfect," he told me, wrapping an arm around my waist, and rolling us to our sides.

"It was. "

"No one's ever tied me up before. I liked it." I twisted my lip as I looked at him, wondering if this was the part where he would kiss me and then leave.

"I've never done it, either. Just got caught up in the moment." His hand trailed over my hip and now, after all that, I could feel my worries starting to kick in.

I wanted to turn the light off.

I wanted to get the covers over me.

I wanted to hide from him.

But I stopped myself, allowing intimacy to build here.

"I think you should get caught up in the moment again in the future. I can't wait to see what the cougar has in store for me next." My eyes opened wide, surprised to hear that he wanted another time with me.