I don’t even flip the light on as we tumble into my hotel room.

Before the door closes behind us, her back is up against the wall, legs wrapped up around my waist, and I’m pinning her arms up over her head, kissing her like I’m trying to prove a fucking point.

I let go of her hands, and her arms slide down the wall next to her until her hands are on my neck again. I’m desperately trying to get out of my t-shirt without letting her slip down the wall.

“I’ve wanted this too fucking long to wait anymore,” I groan, feeling her moan loudly into my mouth as I put her down to slide her dress over her head quickly. “I can’t wait to feel your pussy around my cock.”

I watch her as her eyes fly open. I don’t know if she’s ever been talked to like this, but I don’t care at all. All I care about is making her really fucking wet and really ready for me.

I grab her again, putting my hands on her hips and spinning her around to push her down on the bed. Her fingers go to my pants and she starts fumbling in the dark at my belt, and I can feel her breathing hard. I can hear her panting.

“No,” I say, slapping her hands away gently. I climb on top of her and spread her knees apart, slipping my hand down inside her panties. I groan hard when I touch her pussy. She is softer and wetter than I ever imagined.

I pull my hand away from her wet pussy and suck my fingers into my mouth, tasting her on them. She is really ready to go, and I can’t believe I am about to do this. I can’t believe I’m about to fuck the girl I’ve wanted for so long. But yeah, on the other hand, I can believe it. I’ve waited long enough to make her mine.

Cassie leans up on her elbows and takes me in.

“Jason, are you sure we should be doing this?” she asks sweetly. “I mean, don’t you think it’s a little weird?”

“No,” I say. “I don’t think it’s weird. Because we’re friends? Fuck that.”

“Well, it’s also because...well, like you said before, does Mark want this?”

“Fuck what Mark wants,” I say, taking my belt off quickly, the leather snapping in the air as I throw it on the floor. “What do you want?”

Her eyes scan down my big, muscular chest, sculpted from years of working on the road, and when she gets to the front of my boxers, she smiles and bites her bottom lip.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” I say. “Your fucking soaked pussy says you want this.”

We lunge toward each other and start tearing off what’s remaining of each other’s clothing - my jeans come off first, then her bra as I take big fistfuls of her tits in my hands, running my fingers over the hard pebbled flesh of her nipples, sucking them into my mouth and flicking them hard with my tongue, making her moan and scream. When she can’t take anymore of that, she pulls away from me and yanks my shorts down, making my big cock, glistening with precum, bounce up at her.

“Oh my god,” she moans, taking it in her hand, fisting her fingers around it and running her hand up and down the big, full length.

“Lick it, baby,” I say, putting my hands on the back of her head, maneuvering so I’m standing on the floor with her perched on the edge of the bed. “Put that big thing in your mouth.”

I almost can’t believe this is happening, but it feels inevitable at the same time. All the lovey-dovey shit I wanted to tell her back when we were at the bar minutes ago flies out the fucking window along with any sense that what we’re about to do is wrong the minute I look down into her eyes and see the glimmer in them when she looks down at my cock.

We’re doing this. This is going down.

I’ve wanted this for so long. It’s fucked up, because I’ve always been pretty fucking good at getting what I want. I have the career I want, the home I want, which pretty much means being on the road most of the time and seeing the inside of hotel rooms for most of the year, and I like it like that because I get bored staying in one place for too long - but her? Cassie Blake’s eluded me. She’s eluded me for too damn long.

I didn’t plan for it to happen like this, but my god, now that it’s happening, I wouldn’t be able to stop if I wanted to.

Cassie nearly fucking whimpers as she opens up wide to take my cock between her lips, moving her pretty pink mouth down it as she slides it in, making me really wet, running her tongue along the underside of it. Her eyes grow wide like she can’t believe this is happening either, and when they flash up at mine she gives me a dirty little smile with my cock stuffed between her lips.

She moves her hand up and down me while taking my balls gently in her other hand, moving her wet mouth furiously while her hand follows along. I’m harder than I’ve ever been in my life.

“God Cassie, you are so fucking good at this. Keep going like that.”

I want to just cum in her mouth, make her lick up every inch of my cock after I explode, but I suddenly surprise myself by pulling away and grabbing her hips, pushing her back onto the bed.

“Jason, what’s the matter?” she whimpers desperately, “wasn’t I doing a good job?”

“Yeah baby, you were doing a great fucking job. You were doing the best job. But there’s something else I want to do to you.”

My hands run down her body and I kiss her neck, making her crane her head back and arch her back off the bed. After what feels like too damn long I find the edge of her panties and push them away at the crotch, pushing two of my fingers deep inside her soaking wet pussy.

“Oh my god, Jason,” she gasps as I breach her hole, feeling her tight pinkness squeezing up around my fingers.

“I’m gonna keep you saying my name all night long, baby,” I groan, pulling my fingers away from her and sucking them into my mouth. “All night long.”

I move down her body to eat her out, needing to taste her wet clit inside my mouth. Yanking her panties aside again, I dive between her legs, pushing them apart roughly, sucking her clit right into my mouth like it’s the needle in the fucking haystack I’ve been searching for.

Like being able to make her feel good is the one thing that’s been missing from my life.

Immediately, her legs begin to tense up, and I slip my hand under her ass to pull her closer to me.

“Oh my god, Jason, what are you doing to me?” she cries out, her hands grabbing at the back of my head while she struggles to keep her legs still. I look up from between her legs and see her full, round tits heaving up and down. She’s unable to catch her damn breath.

I go back down between her legs and slide both of my hands around her curvy, shapely thighs, finding her mound with my fingers. She is completely shaved, and even though I like a little bit of hair usually, this is perfect for me right now because I can see every pink, wet inch of her.

I’m in awe of how wet she is as I lap my tongue against her clit faster and faster, pulling her lips apart from the top of her mound. She arches her body harder and I move my hands to the small of her back, pulling her pussy closer to my mouth, breathing in that sweet fucking scent.

“Oh my god, Jason, something’s happening,” she moans.

I grab her ass and pull her even closer and she starts bucking her hips against my mouth, riding my face, using my tongue and lips like her own personal fucktoy.

I want to say something. I want to say she is the sweetest tasting girl I’ve ever had, or how I can’t wait to get my cock buried deep inside her pussy, or how I can’t wait for her to cum all over my face, but I don’t want to take my tongue off her clit either.

And then she gets really fucking wet, and I know she’s about to cum so I spread the tight hole open on both sides by pulling at the skin at the insides of her thighs.

“Oh my god, Jason!” she screams my name, grinding her little pussy all over my face.

I push two fingers deep inside her pussy and stroke her g-spot, fucking her hard as she cums all over my face, making my chin and lips soaked with her juices.

This is the single fucking hottest moment of my life, and it’s with Cassie fucking Blake.

“Oh my god,” I groan, pulling away from her, wiping her juices off my face like I’ve been sucking on a peach all night long.

Cassie gets up on her knees as I sit back on my heels across from her, and she throws her arms around me, kissing me hard on the mouth, tasting herself. I know she’s a good girl but she likes that dirty shit too.

And then I move my hands down her back and pull her forward by the ass so she’s straddling me.

God, she is this fucking close to my cock, and now I know how tight that little pussy of hers is. I just need to have it wrapped around my cock all night long.

“Come here baby, get down on this thing,” I groan, taking her by the hips and starting to pull her forward.

“Oh my god, I so fucking want to,” she smiles, putting her arms around my neck and kissing my neck. Her blonde hair falls across my chest and I feel like I’m in heaven with an angel on my shoulder. “Do you have...you know?”

“Of course,” I say, feeling like a damn idiot. She gently moves out of my lap and sits on the edge of the bed as I grab my jeans to find a condom inside my wallet.

“No,” she says as I tear the foil wrapper open with my teeth, “I want to do it.”

I smirk over at her and shake my head.

“That’s very naughty of you, Cassie. You want to roll the condom onto my cock like a good girl or a bad girl?”

“You decide,” she says, crawling over to the edge of the bed. She takes the foil wrapper from me carefully and takes the rubber out, rolling it slowly over the full length of my cock. I am big, throbbing and hard for this girl, and she doesn’t even know how damn long I’ve waited for this.

Or does she? There’s something behind her eyes that makes me think she feels this is as inevitable as I feel it is.

“There,” she says when the condom is fully rolled down. “That’s better.”

“Now I can get to fucking you,” I say, pushing her down on the bed. I hop next to her and pull her into my lap facing me, and bring her really close. “You think you can take this?”

She looks down between us and sucks her lip between her teeth, a sexy little whimper coming out of her lips. She nods slowly and I bring her even closer, running my cock up and down the outside of her pussy, the wet lips slipping over my hardness until I can’t take it anymore.

She can’t either. She is breathing hard and squirming against me, and she finally takes control, putting her ass up in the air a little and pushing her body forward, slicing herself in two as she impales herself on me slowly, leveraging her body by putting her hands out on the bed behind her. Her head falls back, letting that perfect cascade of blonde hair fall down her back like my filthy dirty little angel.

“Use me Cassie, ride my cock until you can’t take it anymore.”

I pull her face to mine and kiss her hard, searching her mouth with my tongue, gliding it against hers. She slides herself down my cock as she pulls her mouth away from me, watching my cock as it disappears inside her tight little pussy.

“You wanna see it go in, baby?” I say, grabbing her hips. “Watch as I fuck you for the first time.”

She moans loud and low, her head falling back again, like it’s too damn sexy for her to watch my cock sliding past her pussy lips for the first time. She is impossibly tight, milking my cock and making me feel like I could explode any damn second as she rocks back and forth on me, keeping the tempo like she was born to ride me.

Her body finally takes the whole length of my thick, veiny cock, and I love seeing myself enter her for the first time. I’ve never felt pleasure this damn intense in my whole entire life.

And she’s incredible, even more perfect and sexy than I thought she could be, because she’s just so fucking eager to take it.

She lifts herself up a little, grinding against me, and I take her hips in my hands so I can get a faster tempo going. I just want to make her cum over and over, and I take her close into my lap, running my hands up and down her back as I flip her down onto the bed so I’m on top of her, between her legs.

She wraps her legs around my hips silently, peering into my eyes in the dim light of this hotel room. I’m hit with the vague recognition that this is my goddamn style by now - I’m such a cliche, fucking in hotel rooms like this, but that recognition melts away as my heart becomes full, still simmering in the excitement and near-disbelief that I’m fucking my best friend’s sister right now, the girl who was my first crush and continues to be number one in my damn heart.

“Jason,” she whispers, pulling me closer to her with her hands behind my neck, “is this really happening right now? I feel like I’m dreaming.”

“Are you saying I’m the man of your dreams or something?” I say, kissing her on the cheek and pushing her hair away from her forehead. “You ever think about me like this?”

“Jason,” she half-laughs, half-pants as I slam into her, her pink little pussy tightening up and tensing with every single thrust, “that’s crazy.”

“Crazy or fucking true?” I say. “You have a vibrator? You wish it was me? Wish your little fingers were my tongue running all over your clit?”

“Jason!” Cassie cries out, her head falling back on the bed. Her back arches elegantly and I just want her to admit she’s thought about this as long as I have. I want her to tell me she hugged me goodnight on her back porch and then ran upstairs to get herself off thinking of me, unable to stand the heat in her clit for one second longer.

“Yeah, you always liked me, girl,” I say, “you always wanted this.”

“Maybe a little bit,” she groans playfully, hiding her face in the crook of my shoulder.

“You don’t have to be fucking shy with me, you can tell me anything. Anything you want and I’ll do.”

“This is good,” she mewls, pushing her hips up to meet mine, our bodies moving together perfectly. “This is just right.”

“I thought you looked tense when I saw you earlier. You slammed your door into me. Trying to get out a little bit of aggression?”

“I don’t know,” she laughs.

“Is this helping? Did you need a good fuck to get you out of your own head?”

I pull away from her and move backwards while still buried inside her, sliding to the edge of the bed and pulling her with me.

“You ever think your neighbor would be tossing you around some shit hotel room like this?”

“It’s not shit,” she says with a moan as I bring her ass to the edge of the bed. “It’s nice!”

“Yeah, it’s really fucking nice, sweetheart.”

I run my hands up her body, trying to get myself to last a little bit longer, but unable to stop pounding into her. I just want this moment to last forever, but I don’t know if I can wait any longer to watch her cum all over my thickness.

I push my thumb into her mouth and her eyes fly to mine, her eyebrows furrowed in the center like she can’t fucking take it anymore, moaning with her lips wrapped around my finger. Pulling my hand away from her mouth, I slide my hands down her body and put my thumb against her clit, making it even more soaked as I rock my cock into her, pulling it almost all the way out to tease her and make her want it even more, then slowly sliding back into her while I rub her clit furiously.

“Oh fuck, Jason!” she screams in delight, falling back onto the bed. I watch as her pussy starts tensing up around my cock, and I just can’t take it anymore.

“Cum with me, Cassie. Milk my cock with that little pussy of yours.”

I slam into her over and over as I feel myself become lost inside her, and she sits up against me, throwing her arms around my shoulders, wrapping her shapely legs around me.

“That’s it Jason, please don’t stop,” she mewls into my shoulder, her legs wrapped so damn tight around me.

Our lips crush together in a kiss that I can feel deep inside my damn soul - it’s like this woman is breathing new life into me.

And I feel her cumming around my cock, milking me for all I’m worth.

“Cum with me Cassie, cum with me. Good girl, Cassie,” I growl into her ear, unable to stop myself. “I’ve wanted this so damn bad for too damn long.”

She looks perfect as she pulls herself away from me slightly, and I push the long blonde hair away from her face, taking her cheeks in my hands.

“That was…” she says, looking away from my eyes, panting and running her fingers along my chest.

“That was fucking perfect,” I say, kissing her forehead.

I maneuver so I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, bringing her body with me so she’s in my lap. I don’t know where she ends and I begin, as cheesy as that sounds.

“I don’t know if I believe that actually happened,” she says, arching an eyebrow at me. I kiss her on the cheek and laugh, shaking my head.

To say I’ve wanted this for a long time would be an understatement. But it’s not just sex for me. I don’t know what it is - but I know I thought about her on the road every single night. Every time I woke up with a bottle on the floor next to me, I thought about what she’d say if she was there. I thought about how she’d move her hips so damn slow backstage if she was next to me back there behind the curtain. How she’d sing along to the songs in that sweet voice of hers that I’ve always fucking loved.

“It happened, baby,” I say, kissing her on the forehead.

I finally got the girl I’ve wanted for so damn long. I finally got Cassie Blake.

Now I have to keep her.

And even though we just had an incredible moment together, I feel a heavy thickness move through my chest like a slow-churning waterfall.