8. Blakely

Igrab the next shirt from the laundry basket, tucking the sleeves in and then folding the remaining fabric in half before setting it on top of the stack of already folded shirts. I can't keep the smile off my face, even as I do such a mundane task as laundry.

Being with Cassian makes everything better. Even breathing. I feel like I'm finally taking full breaths for the first time in years. Maybe the first time ever. Without crushing fear and paralyzing anxiety, I feel lighter and brighter in almost every way.

Cassian and I spent yesterday afternoon touring the work site. He showed me the plans for the town, though he admitted they still had a lot of work to do. Cassian had so much pride when talking about the construction projects and all the work he"s already put into the place. I could tell he was trying to impress me, or at the very least, show me the potential of the town. I"m starting to believe he really wants me to stay with him, for good.

"There you are," Cassian says, coming up behind me and snaking his arms around my waist. I love that this is becoming another normal thing for us. It feels so natural like we"ve always held each other in this way. "What are you up to? I just got done with the project I was working on in the backyard."

"Just folding some laundry," I reply as I melt into his chest. Cassian lets out a grunt, the sound vibrating through him and into me.

"I told you already, sweetheart," he rasps. "You don't have to earn your keep."

"I know," I say softly, turning my head so I can brush a kiss on the side of his neck. "But what if I want to take care of you?"

A tortured groan leaves his lips as his hands slide down my body, feeling every inch of my torso and hips. I'd be self-conscious about my extra weight, but Cassian seems to like everything about me. My suspicions are confirmed when he rubs his thick, hard length against my ass, making me moan.

"Can I take care of you, beautiful?" he asks, his voice gruff with need.

"Wh-what do you mean?" I reply, trailing off into a soft whimper when he dips his fingertips under the hem of my shirt. His teasing touch ignites a fire that never really went out since our kiss yesterday. It's been simmering, brewing, boiling… and now it's about to consume us both.

"Do you trust me?"

Cassian keeps asking me that. Each time, my answer becomes easier. "Yes," I say with a nod.

"Good girl." My pussy spasms at his words, and I swear Cassian smells me getting wet for him as he groans and cups my bare breasts beneath my shirt. "Tell me you're mine."

Cassian kisses across my jaw, down my neck, and over my collarbone. I find myself nodding, going along with his demands so I can have more of his skin on my skin. I want to give him everything, all of me. I want him to be my first, and I pray he'll be my last. My only.

"Tell me," he growls softly into the hollow of my neck before licking me there.

"Yes," I moan.

"Yes, what?" he grunts, kissing his way back up my neck and pulling my earlobe in between his teeth.

"Yes, I'm yours," I breathe out.

"Damn right you are," he says right before spinning me around and claiming my lips as his own. All other thoughts and worries about the future fall right out of my head. All I can focus on is being backed into the desk in the corner of the living room and lifted up by Cassian's hands on my thighs.

I part my legs for him, whimpering when he steps in between them and rubs his hard cock over my center.

"Fuck, I feel your heat. Are you wet for me? Do you need this, Blakely?" He thrusts his hips, hitting my clit through the thin material of the sweatpants I'm wearing.

"Yes, yes, I need you." The words come pouring out of my mouth, almost without my permission.

Cassian kisses me again and again, each swipe of his tongue wiping away my fears and doubts until all that's left is his taste, his smell, his touch.

"Please," I gasp, though I'm not even sure what I'm asking for.

Cassian grunts and rubs his fingers against my pussy, over the fabric of my clothes. I grind down on his hand and bury my face in his shoulder to muffle my cries.

"Jesus, you're so damn responsive. I'm hardly even touching you," he grunts.

"So why don't you touch me for real?"

His eyes go dark and his jaw tenses right before he crashes his lips on mine and kisses the breath right out of my lungs. When he tears himself away from me, it's so he can kneel down and press his face into my core, inhaling my scent through the fabric.

Cassian growls and dips his thumbs into the waistband of my pants. I lift my hips up and watch as he peels them off in one swift move.

"This okay, Blakely?" he asks, pausing with his hands on my knees, looking me in the eyes to make sure I mean what I say.

I nod. "I want to feel you. I want whatever you'll give me."

"Jesus, you're perfect."

With that, he yanks my legs wide open so I'm spread out before him on the desk. Cassian flattens his tongue and takes a long, slow lick up the seam of my pussy, stopping to flick my clit and suck on the swollen ball of nerves.

I moan and fall back on the desk, allowing Cassian to guide one of my legs over his shoulder, and then the other. I tilt my head up and watch Cassian as he stares at my pussy. Something about that is inexplicably hot. I feel myself clench up, and then more of my juices leak out of me.

"So wet…" Cassian growls before shoving his face in between my thighs and making me crazy with need.

He's eating me out in desperate, forceful strokes. I feel his tongue plunge inside of my tight little hole, in and out, and then back up to circle my clit. I cry out and claw the desk, seeking something to keep me grounded during this hurricane of pleasure.

Cassian pulls back for a second, making me whine in frustration. He grabs my hands and puts them on his head. I instantly fist his hair, which causes him to grunt in approval.

"You need to hang on to something, you hang on to me, baby girl."

I nod and shove his head in between my legs again, making him chuckle into my soaking-wet folds. I feel the vibrations every-fucking-where, putting me right on the edge.

Cassian sucks on my clit and thrusts a finger inside of me without warning. I moan at the unexpected invasion and then wiggle my hips to get him to go deeper.

He leans back slightly so he can watch himself fuck me with his finger. The sloppy wet sounds fill the small room and make me tremble in anticipation. I can't contain the whimper that spills out when he adds a second finger. I'm close, so, so close…

Cassian's eyes snap to mine. He looks at me like he's going to rip me to shreds with his intense desire. I can't wait to let him. I slam my eyes shut as a delicious wave of ecstasy sweeps through my body and rattles my bones.

"Fuck, that's it, sweetheart, goddamn, this juicy cunt," he grunts before leaning down and sucking on my clit in time with the thrusts of his fingers.

I hold my breath as my muscles draw up tight. For a moment I'm suspended in empty space, hovering, flying. The hard, merciless rhythm of his tongue is almost painful on my clit, overwhelming in the most glorious way. He twists his fingers and curls them up, breaking the tension over my body as the first wave of my orgasm floods through me.

I bow my back off of the desk and cry out, my legs slamming shut against his head, trapping him there. Cassian slides his hands under my ass and squeezes the soft flesh. Hard. I buck against his mouth as my orgasm drips out of me. The thought of marking him with my release is so filthy and yet such a turn-on. I grind against him again, nearly losing my mind when he growls and bites down on my clit.

The sting of his teeth followed by the smooth heat of his tongue has me coming again. The orgasm quickly rips through my body, leaving me breathless and unable to move once I come down.

Cassian sets my legs down and then scoops me up, carrying me bridal style through the cabin. I laugh softly and kick my legs out, peppering kisses along his jaw and neck until we get to the bedroom.

He looks down at me with unbridled lust, which is only magnified when I see his mouth still glistening with my release. I don't stop to think about it, I just lean up and kiss him, tasting myself on his lips and moaning softly as he opens up for me.

One minute we're licking and kissing and devouring each other, and the next minute I'm falling through the air, only to land on the bed. Taking the hint, I sit up and whip my t-shirt over my head, so I'm only in my bra. Cassian's eyes are wide, almost like a cartoon character. I giggle and then moan when Cassian climbs on top of me and takes my lips in another wild kiss. I spread my legs for him, my bare pussy grinding against his jean-covered cock.

"Such a dirty fucking girl, aren't you, Blakely?" Cassian whispers as he drags his nose and lips down my throat and chest, placing a kiss in between my breasts.

"Only for you," I tell him truthfully. Cassian looks up from in between my breasts, his eyes soft this time. I can tell he likes that he's my first everything. I like it, too. "I want to see you, too," I pout, remembering all of his delicious muscles from the morning I walked in on him working out.

Cassian looks conflicted like he wants to be naked but also doesn"t want to leave me for a single second. "Let me help," I offer, giving him what I hope is a sexy smile.

"That's the best damn idea I've heard in a long time, sweetheart." He winks at me, leaning back when I push on his chest. Together, we stand and strip him out of everything until we're face to face, Cassian in just his boxer briefs and me in just my bra. He reaches out and cups my breasts, then slides his hands to my back to undo the clasp.

"Wait," I whisper, my heart thudding uncontrollably in my chest. Cassian freezes, his deep green eyes searching mine to see what's wrong. "You first," I say with a grin, eyeing his barely contained erection.

Cassian smiles deviously and hooks his thumbs in the waistband of his underwear, pulling them down to reveal his intimidating and angry-looking cock. It's hard, massive, and…beautiful. I've never seen one in real life, and I certainly never thought I'd use that word to describe one, but there it is. His cock is gigantic, veined, throbbing, and jutting out right at me. He's hungry. For me. That thought has my thighs wet with my own hunger.

Cassian taps my chin with his finger, and I realize my mouth is literally hanging open at the sight of him. I snap my mouth closed and blush profusely. I'm sure I look like an idiot. Cassian just chuckles and gives me a sweet kiss on my lips, my cheek, my jaw, and then his mouth ghosts over my ear. "Your turn," he murmurs, while his deft fingers pinch the clasp of my bra and undo it in one swift motion.

I step back and let my bra fall on the floor. I've never been naked in front of a man before, but the way Cassian is looking at me doesn't leave any room for doubt. He's taking his time drinking all of me in, so I do the same.

Cassian is gorgeous. His broad chest and shoulders are covered in ink and scars. I want to know the story behind each one, and what's more, I want to share all of my stories with him. I never thought I'd have that.

God, his arms are roped in muscles and swirling tattoos, and his defined pecs and abs flex as my eyes roam over his tanned skin. I allow myself a few more seconds of open gawking before trailing my gaze back up to meet his.

Cassian smiles so tenderly at me, making me feel completely seen, completely safe, and completely sexy. It's a heady combination, one that makes me bolder than I've ever been. I reach out and place the palm of my hand on his chest, loving the way he shudders at my touch. Cassian sighs and leans into me, then takes my other hand and places it on his chest as well, right over his heart. His hands cover mine, while we just stand and stare at each other. This is it. This is everything.

Cassian leads me over to the bed and lays me down so gently before kissing his way up my body. I bite my lip and spread my legs wider for him, wanting more of his skin on my skin. Wanting to be connected to him in every single way. He settles his hips in between my legs, his hot and heavy cock laying across my slit.

He begins thrusting his hips, gliding his massive dick along my folds and gathering up my honey. My nerves sizzle and pop each time the head of his cock taps my swollen clit. I swear I could come just from this, but Cassian has other ideas.

The tip of his cock nudges in my entrance, only going in a fraction of an inch. Even so, my opening stretches to accommodate his size, a burning sensation tearing through my core and making my muscles tight.

"Relax, Blakely," Cassian whispers against my lips before kissing me slowly. "I'm a big man, but I promise I'll go slow. I haven't been with anyone in almost a decade, never even thought about it, but you, sweet Blakely…" he takes a deep, controlled breath. "You have destroyed me in the best way possible. I want to share everything with you, including this. Will you let me?"

The tears in my eyes aren"t from pain but from an overwhelming sense of gratitude. This big, sexy, sweet mountain man wants me in every single way. "Please," I whisper. "I want you to take me, Cassian. All of me."

He presses his forehead to mine and eases in another inch. "Let me in, Blakely. Open up for me and let me take care of you the way you deserve."

I feel myself relax at his words, my tight channel pulsing and sucking his huge length inside of me. Cassian rubs his nose against mine and then thrusts forward, swallowing my cry by kissing the air out of my lungs. He breathes life into me as he sinks his thick dick into my body.

"Ohmygod, Cassian, ohmygod…" I moan, crossing my ankles behind his back in an attempt to keep him there, so deep inside of me.

"Fuck," he grits out, burying his face in my neck and biting me there as he slowly withdraws himself. Cassian slides back inside of me, going even further this time, filling me up to the absolute limit, and then backing out again.

He grunts and snaps his hips, slamming home in one hard thrust. I choke on the scream in my throat and bow my back off of the mattress, clawing at his skin as he hammers in and out of me. Each time he hits the end of me, my body jerks as if being electrocuted.

"Don't… stop…" I breathe out as I cling to his trembling body.

"Not a fucking chance," he growls, bending down to suck on one of my nipples. I'm shocked when the tingling sensation is mirrored in my clit, as if the two are connected by a string. Cassian chuckles and bites my nipple, making me buck my hips and take him impossibly deeper. We both groan, getting lost in the way our bodies fit together. "Do you like that, Blakely? Like when I bite your nipples and fuck this tight little pussy?"

"Oh, fuck… yes," I moan, barely recognizing my own voice.

"Good girl," he grunts before sucking more of my breast into his mouth.

A delicious wave of pleasure courses through me when I hear those words. Good girl. I want to be good for him. I want him to love me the way I already love him. I want to please him and make him happy with me. I feel my pussy tighten around his dick at the thought of him saying it again.

Cassian's thrusts become harder, faster, as he licks and nips his way up to my mouth. His lips are inches from mine. All I can think about is tasting him while he fucks me. Cassian pounds into me and drags my bottom lip between his teeth, grinning when I whimper into his mouth.

"You want to be my good girl, Blakely," he whispers huskily. I nod my head frantically, my pussy throbbing wildly as more of my cream drips out of me and soaks the sheets. "I feel you, baby, I fucking feel how much you want to come. So do it, Blakely. Be a good girl, and come all over me."

He kisses me as he slams into me in long, rough strokes. I'm stuffed so full of his cock I can't take a full breath. I unhook my ankles from behind him and place my feet flat on the bed so I can meet him thrust for thrust.

"Christ, you feel incredible. Now come for me. Let go, baby. Come for me right the fuck now, Blakely."

I scream as my orgasm burns through me, all of my muscles spasming at once in the most intense moment I've ever experienced. My blood feels like sharp razor blades coursing through my veins, the pain spiking my pleasure into heights unknown.

"So goddamn beautiful, coming for me like a goddess," he grunts, fucking me through my orgasm and then leaving me completely.

I almost cry at the loss of him, but Cassian grabs my hips and flips me over, tugging me back so I'm on all fours. I gasp as he enters me in one hard thrust, his thighs smacking against my ass as he bottoms out, hitting me so incredibly deep.

"Cassian!" I moan, arching my back and wedging his thick dick even deeper inside of me. He taps some super-sensitive spot, making my pussy convulse and my limbs shake.

"There it is," he grunts in satisfaction, gripping my hips and digging his fingers into my soft flesh. He bounces me off his cock, hitting that spot over and over, fucking me mercilessly until I'm coming again with his name on my lips. Cassian holds still, his cock buried inside of me as my orgasm washes over me in violent waves. "Such a good girl. Give me one more, Blakely, I need one more from you."

I whimper and squeeze my walls around his hard cock, unable to give him any words at the moment. My body is deliciously sore and used, my pussy is swollen and sensitive, and I don't think I can take anything else, but I want to give Cassian everything he wants.

One of his hands traces up my back and then tangles in my hair. He tugs my head to the side and then leans down to kiss me as he slowly begins moving in and out of my tight channel. I feel his abs tense and flex against my ass as he works his fat cock in and out of me.

I press back against him as he surges forward, earning me a sexy growl from Cassian. "That's it, baby, fuck me back, show me how much you want it."

I fist the sheets in my hands and rock back into Cassian, swallowing his hard shaft in my pussy again and again. He grabs my breasts, kneading them and holding on to me while rutting into me. Cassian pinches my nipples and slams into me, each thrust pushing me closer and closer to the edge, his monster cock stretching me wider still.

"I'm… I'm…" I pant and gasp for air, barely hanging on to my sanity as he ravages my body and rips me open in powerful strokes.

"Let go, Blakely, let go for me," he rumbles. "I'm right there with you, but I need you to come first," he rasps, shooting his hot cum deep inside of me.

My world erupts in pure bliss, my vision tunneling until I can"t see, I can only feel. Pure light and energy are wrung from my very core as I twist in on myself and then go completely limp.

When I come to, I'm wrapped up in Cassian's arms and he's placing sweet kisses all over my face. I giggle and scrunch my nose up, trying to get away from him. He just holds me tighter and rubs his nose against mine.

"You okay, sweetheart?" he whispers.

"I'm so good, Cassian. That was…" I blow out a breath, unable to find the right word to describe it.

"For me too, Blakely. It was…" he pauses and then blows out a breath too.

"Exactly," I agree, and then laugh softly.

We lay there, a mess of tangled limbs and drying sweat, breathing the same air and snuggling in the afterglow. If I didn't know before, I definitely know now… I love Cassian. I feel safe, wanted, beautiful, and fearless.