Elliott
She pulls me through the front door in a rush. The sexual tension that filled the car on the drive home was stifling. I just wanted to get back her back here, so I could get her beneath me but more than that - so I could hold her my arms afterwards and fall asleep with her like I used to.
Her fingers nimbly begin to unfasten the buttons on my shirt, she reaches the bottom and pulls it apart, her palms brushing, feeling across my chest and stomach. Gripping her top from the hem I lift it, pulling it over her head and throwing it to the floor. She kicks off her shoes while I undo the button on her jeans, kissing her madly, teeth clashing and biting lips, her gasps urging me on.
Bending, I throw her over my shoulder, her squeals piercing as I run up the stairs with her. Unlike last time I did this I know exactly which bedroom hers is, her door is ajar, so I kick it gently with my foot, opening it and stride in flinging her on the bed. I don’t give her time to cuss me out because in next to no time I’m covering her with my body. My lips trailing down her neck, kissing, sucking until I find her black lace covered breasts. Pulling down the cups to push them up, I palm them, massaging as she pants.
“Ohh, Elliott.”
My mouth finds her nipple, sucking it into my mouth as she arches off the bed, then giving the same attention to the other. My lips go back on their own journey down her perfect body until they reach her jeans. I push them down, asking her to lift so I can pull them from under her. Standing and pulling them from her legs they also get thrown to the floor, along with my own. I don’t always wear underwear anyway so I’m naked already under my jeans then I take off my socks. She sits up takes off her bra and knickers throwing those with our jeans, her teeth cover her bottom lip as she sucks on it, her eyes seductive and pulling me in with just one look.
My hand grips my shaft stroking as she smiles, the pad of my thumb smearing the bead of pre-come across the head as I step towards the bed. With my knees resting against the edge of the bed I bend, placing my hand at the side of her head and ease myself down to her until our noses touch in a feather touch, I rest myself on my hand with my elbow on the bed. “This is it now Cass. No more separations. I can’t cope without you, you are my world.” Our lips touch faintly. “You and Cameron.”
“I love you, Elliott.
“Always.”
“And I’m the same, I never want to be apart again either.”
“Good, because I’m ready to be a family.”
With my lips pressing against hers I kiss her, all my love pouring into her as our tongues are twisting and tangling together in sync like we always have been. Dragging my palms down her body, my fingers find their destination, gliding through the wetness until I find her entrance. Dipping in a finger and pulling it out slowly, her legs parting a little more for me with every push inside her. Her groans spurring me on as I repeat the action over and over again, my thumb rubbing at her pulsating clit making her back arch, panting her approval. Adding another finger and finding her G-spot, I rub harder, sucking her nipple into my mouth. Her arm holding my head. Nipping at it with my teeth making her squeal. Her hand wraps around my dick, stroking, squeezing, making my groans match hers.
“Fuck this. Come here.” I roll on top of her parting her legs, sinking myself into her heat, relishing in the feeling of being inside her. No arguments fuelling the fire, just plain want and desire for the girl that’s always been in my dreams - that has always been mine.
I begin to move, slowly pushing in and pulling out, repeating the motion. As I’m pushing in, Cass grinds on me, her hands on my arse pulling me against her making me go deeper. With my hands on her thighs, I part them, pushing them up, rising to my knees. Her ankles sit on my shoulders as I bend and lean on my hands, thrusting deeper with the position, my mouth making love to hers as I give her everything I have. Her hands stroking up my chest.
“Harder.”
Driving into her over and over, granting her wish, she clenches down on me making me harder, my balls tightening as my orgasm tears through me. Cass’s hands clutch my forearms, tightening as she chases her own release, panting and shouting my name.
As she comes down from the cloud she’s been on she smiles, loosening her hold on me, I ease her legs down, rubbing the backs of them so they don’t stiffen up. I pull myself out of her and collapse to the side of her.
“Fuck me, Cass.” I pant, out of breath.
“Again?” she teases.
My head turns to the side, my lips pulling into a smirk.
“Can you at least give me ten minutes. I’m not as young as I was.”
She smiles wide. “Aww, are you feeling old?”
“Not a fucking chance and in ten minutes I’ll show you how old I’m feeling.”
“Oh promises.”
She rolls from the bed and heads into the en-suite cleaning herself up and throwing a cloth at me. She lies by the side of me with her head resting on her hand. Her fingers trailing up and down my chest.
“I’ve missed this.”
Cupping her neck, I pull her face closer to mine.
“So, have I.”
Our lips meet once more sharing a kiss, a soft kiss full of feeling and love.
“Don’t leave me again… I don’t think I could make it through a second time.”
“Baby, there’s no danger of that. I’m going nowhere. Well, apart from back to Mum’s.”
“What?” She frowns sitting upright. “You’re going home? I thought you’d stay here tonight.”
My finger covers her lips. “Shhh. Not now, but I will have to tomorrow, just to get changed.”
“Oh, that’s okay then.” she sighs.
I place both hands behind my head, locking my fingers together. She rests her head on my bicep, looking up at me.
“Do you think we should tell Cameron tomorrow too? I think we’ve hidden enough from him.”
“Yeah, I agree. We’ll tell him when he comes back.”
Her head nuzzles into my chest while I hold her close to me, this is it now, I’m not letting her go ever again.
“Cassidy? What was your pregnancy like?”
She raises her gaze up at me, shifting and placing her hands on my stomach and settling her chin on them, watching me closely.
“It was okay. Most of the time I was either angry or crying, I was over emotional. Mother and me, argued most of the time. But when I felt the first kick, the first scan - I knew I had to focus on the baby, no matter what. I was angry at you or pining for you in another breath. I moved out of home when I was eight months pregnant, I couldn’t take anymore and into a flat the council gave me. I told them I was pregnant and homeless, that she had kicked me out. My dad hated the flat, there was drugs, the police were there all the time, so he found this place and offered to pay my rent until I could start working.”
“I lived off benefits for a while, I hated that too. When Carson came back from wherever he had gone to, he told me he was running The Anchor and asked if I wanted a job. I missed you the whole time until I eventually gave up any hope of you coming back to rescue me.”
My hands fit underneath her arms and arms and pull her up to meet me, nose to nose. Kissing her lips softly, lovingly, her arms work around my neck, lying on top of me. I devour every single inch of her mouth before pulling away gently.
“You’ll never be alone again. I’m so sorry. I love you.
She rises up smiling, straddling me with her legs. My cock instantly knows what’s happening and hardens. Edging back and sliding along my dick coating me in her wetness before sinking down on me all the way to the base.
“No more talking. Time for the next round.”
My hands settle on her thighs as she takes over sending me into euphoria before settling in to a restful night’s sleep with Cassidy Summers where she should be; in my arms again.
“Hey babe, wake up. I got coffee.”
“Hmm, I could get used to this.”
She rolls to her back, her sleepy eyes fluttering as they try to open and adjust to the light of the room. I slide my jeans back down my legs and slip under the duvet, snuggling up to her warmth, circling her waist with my arms and bring her closer to me.
“What time is it?”
“Ten thirty.”
“Seriously?” She sounds alarmed.
“Cameron will be here at eleven. Shit! We need to get up.”
“I’m comfortable here.”
She turns in my arms.
“Oh, so do you want to explain to your son why you’re lying in his Mums bed at eleven o’clock on a Sunday?”
I shrug. “I suppose it could awkward?”
“Awkward, you only suppose? I think it could be very awkward.”
“I was hoping for a bit of morning lovin’,” I grind my dick against her thigh trying to persuade her…
“Aw, the beast is going to have to stay in his cage for now.”
I growl against her neck and pull her pelvis back against me. She shivers as my tongue makes a path from her ear to her collarbone. She laughs moving my head away, kissing my lips.
“Come on we need to get up or you’ll have to explain everything because I’m not.”
“Fine.” I growl again, placing a hard kiss against her lips. “But just know that this beast cannot be tamed, and you owe it one now.”
Rolling away from her with a grin, I get out of bed. Cass lies in bed smiling, her blonde hair fanning around her head. I haven’t seen her look this contented for a long time.
“Come on beautiful.”
I pull my jeans up my legs again, picking up my socks off the floor and walk out pulling the door closed behind me.
Reaching the bottom of the stairs, I grab the shirt I hung on the bannister earlier when I came down and slip it on, leaving it undone for now.
Grabbing a pan and some eggs, I crack and beat them in the pan then put some bread into the toaster. Figuring out how to turn the gas hob on, I place the pan on the flame and start the scrambled eggs. By the time Cass comes down breakfast is ready. I place the plates on the table and pour us some orange juice.
“Breakfast is served gorgeous lady.”
“Wow.”
She steps up to me and slides her hands around my waist beneath my open shirt and hugs me, resting her cheek against me. Kissing the top of her head she purrs.
“Maybe you should move in here Mr Chase, I could get used to this treatment all the time.”
She leans back and pulls my shirt together and fastens it up before resting her hands on my pecs.
Our eyes meet, my green to her stormy blue, a million thoughts racing through my over imaginative mind.
“As much as I think it’s a great idea... maybe we should wait to see what Cameron thinks of all this first.”
“You’re right, let’s eat before the peace is shattered, then we can sit him down and talk to him. Taking our chairs, my hand covers hers.
“One step at a time. I’m not going anywhere.” I smile.
The door bangs off the wall ten minutes later.
“Hello Mum.”
His bag drops on the floor and he runs in. My eyes wide, trying not to look guilty, I guess I’m more nervous about this than I thought. He skids to a stop at the kitchen door.
“Dad, what you doing here?”
“Erm…”
“He came for breakfast sweetie, he wanted to see you.”
“Oh okay.” Cam shrugs without a care.
“Has you your nan not come in?” Cass asks out of curiosity, especially after the way things were left yesterday.
“Nah, she said she had to go shopping.” He says with shake of his head. “Dad?”
“Yes son?”
“Why doesn’t nan like you?” He perches himself on my knee as he asks.
Well how do I answer this? I chance a look at Cass, she shrugs, that’s all I get from her. Great... I’m on my own. I can’t really say she’s a ‘bitter and twisted old hag who gets a kick out of spreading her hatred and misery like a fungus, making everyone in her path unhappy’, can I? I suppose it would be truthful. No, I can’t.
“What makes you ask that?”
“Nothing…” the shrug of his shoulder and no eye contact tells me that this isn’t a question just from an observation.
I’ll play along for now then have a word with Cass later.
“Erm, well, she just never thought I was good enough for your Mum.”
“Oh, but why?” He turns his head to look me in the eye.
Twisting him on my knee to face me, I give him a tight mouthed grin.
“Dude, your Mum and I need to talk to you, is that okay?” He nods smiling. Cassidy sits on the chair next to us wringing her hands on the table top. Placing my hand over hers I try to calm her.
“I wasn’t just here for breakfast this morning.”
“Oh, you had a sleepover?”
“I did.”
I survey the emotional ground I’m walking on, he seems okay.
“How would you feel if me and your Mum wanted to get back together?”
He frowns as a confused expression takes over. “You mean, you’ll live here?”
“Not straight away, but me and your Mum, we love each other a lot.”
“So, if you love her why did you break up?” He asks with a thoughtful look before speaking again, “adults are stupid. That’s what Mum says anyway.”
I burst into a laugh on a shake of my head.
“They are.” I ruffle his hair up. “So how do you feel about us being a family?”
“Hmm… I’d love it! Can I go play on FIFA now?”
“Go on then,” Cass sighs.
He gets up from my knee, turns and flings his arms around my neck, his cheek against mine then walks to the door. Before walking through it he turns back to me.
“You playing Dad?”
“Maybe in a little while... I’ll let you go and practise first.” I wink smirking.
“You’re just scared. If you play, I’ll let you beat me?”
Cass laughs at his cheekiness while I sit with my mouth hanging open and he runs off up the stairs.
“You okay here while I show our son what I’m made of?” I ask her as I stand from the chair.
“Of course.”
Fisting my shirt, she pulls me down towards her kissing me square on the lips. “Go.”