Page 60 of Marvelous

And one person was going to as well.

Cassie.

My Cassie.

I had just pulled up outside of my duplex when she opened her door, then closed it and walked to where I was climbing out of my truck.

“What did you get me?” she joked.

She was in an off-the-shoulder t-shirt, leggings, no makeup, and her hair was in a messy knot atop her head.

Seeing her.

Seeing all that was her.

I couldn’t help it.

I fucking tried.

But my willpower where this woman is concerned.

In two long strides, I was in front of her.

In two seconds, I had my hands on the sides of her face.

And in a second, I claimed her lips with my own.

She froze for a second, and then she was kissing me back.

Kissing me back with a hunger I’ve never experienced before.

And I replied in kind.

I teased her lips open and delved my tongue into her mouth.

Stroking.

Caressing.

Claiming her in a way I’ve never claimed a living soul before.

Her hands were fisted in my shirt, and I felt her pulling me closer as our bodies became flushed together.

If I died right then and there, I would go happy.

A few seconds later, we both pulled apart to catch our breath.

“Now, I don’t go kissing boys I don’t like,” she teased.

I grinned then rubbed my hard cock into her belly, and teased her right back, “I don’t get hard for any girl unless I like them.”

She snorted. “Typical man.”

I winked, then ground my hard cock into her soft body again, “Feel that, Cupcake? All man.”

She threw her head back and laughed.

I handed her my house key, then I grabbed the bags, growled at her when she tried to help, and watched that perfect ass all the way up my front steps and through my front door.