Page 46 of Becoming

Cass jumped up and did a speed walk down the hall, causing Rebecca to laugh. Something she’s done more of in the past week than she had her entire life. Being with Cassidy was the best of both worlds for Rebecca. She was young enough to keep Rebecca feeling youthful. But, as cliché as it sounded, Cassidy had an old soul. Rebecca knew there was a huge gap in their ages, but Cassidy never made her feel it.

“Cassidy?” Rebecca called out as she took the rest of her clothes off. Her lover should have been back by now. What the hell was she doing? Getting all of the towels she could find in the house?

“Coming, babe!”

“Not yet, but both of us will be soon,” Rebecca promised. Then all thoughts that didn’t involve an abundance of imaginative sex with Cass left her as the tall, beautifully muscled woman stood before her in all her naked glory. Unless you counted the dildo that stood proudly between her legs. “Oh,” Rebecca breathed.

Cassidy smirked. “Brought you those towels.” She got to her knees in front of an ogling Rebecca. “Lift that beautiful ass, baby.” She slid the towel into place when Rebecca lifted her hips. The scent of Rebecca’s arousal hit her nostrils and she was sure she would start drooling if she didn’t get a taste. Very soon. Even so, she took a moment to just appreciate the perfection that was Rebecca Cuinn. “You’re incredible, Rebecca.”

Rebecca’s pulse spiked, her arousal heightened, and her heart melted. Unable to trust her voice, she simply pulled Cassidy’s mouth down to her waiting sex.

They were both so ready for each other that Cass didn’t bother wasting time teasing Rebecca. She needed that sweet nectar that only Rebecca could give her like she needed breath. Rebecca’s hips jumped when Cass sucked in her hard, aroused clit. Knowing just what she liked, Cass used the tip of her tongue, flicking it across the velvety nub at a fast pace.

Rebecca’s hand fisted in Cassidy’s short hair. She didn’t know whether to pull her closer or push her away. That’s how intense Cassidy made her feel. No experience she had ever had even came close to this sensation. The hard, hot tip of Cassidy’s tongue worked its magic, sending shockwaves through Rebecca’s entire body.

“Cassidy!” Rebecca lifted her hips, deciding that pulling Cassidy closer was the right thing to do at this particular moment. Cassidy accommodated her by slipping her tongue deep inside her. Being filled with that hot, wet tongue, and having Cassidy’s nose hitting her in just the right spot had Rebecca hurtling towards that ultimate peak. She wondered if it would always astound her how fast Cassidy could bring her to orgasm.

“Cassidy, I’m coming!”

Cass moaned but didn’t let up on her assault. She was now alternating between sucking, fucking, and licking Rebecca’s glorious pussy. As Rebecca’s hips bucked, Cass became determined to make Rebecca forget there had ever been anyone else between these legs before. The way Cass forgot anyone before Rebecca. She knew Rebecca wanted to take things slow, but for Cass, life could now be described in two ways. Life before Rebecca and life after Rebecca.

Cass joyfully immersed herself in Rebecca’s explosive orgasm. Having that effect on someone like Rebecca was fulfilling a fantasy Cass didn’t even know she had. Yeah, she had always enjoyed sex. Who didn’t like getting off? But sex with Rebecca was a spiritual revelation. Every. Time.

“Jesus!” Rebecca panted. Thankfully, her couch was large enough that she could lay back and try to catch her breath.

Cass had other things in mind. And giving Rebecca time to get over that orgasm was not one of them. She wrapped her upper arms around the outside of Rebecca’s thighs, holding her steady as she thrust her hips forward. Hard.

Rebecca gasped. She was tight from the orgasm and when Cassidy slammed inside of her with the dildo, the feeling was profound. That bite of pain accompanied by the vivid pleasure of having Cassidy pumping inside her was almost more than Rebecca could bear. She sat up and wrapped her arms around her lover, holding her close as they moved together.

“Cassidy.” Rebecca kissed Cassidy passionately. It was moments like these that made her wish they could stay this way forever. Just lock out the rest of the world.

Cass broke away from the kiss, breathing hard. “Rebecca! Oh, fuck!” She drew out of Rebecca, then gripped the dildo and pulled it from herself. Her entire body shook from the violent orgasm that ripped through her. “Shit,” she exhaled. “That was… that.”

Rebecca chuckled. “Yes, it was. Are you okay?”

Cass looked up at Rebecca and grinned. “Never been better. Probably should have brought more towels, though. Sorry about that.”

“I’m not.” Rebecca reached down, dragging her finger through Cassidy’s wealth of wetness. She brought that glistening finger up to her lips, licking it clean. “Now I know why you always look so proud after that happens to me,” she winked.

“Well, now that we’ve christened this room, what do you say about moving on to others?” Cass suggested with a sly smile.

Rebecca actually squealed when Cassidy flung her over her shoulder and headed for the kitchen.

“I have a bed!” Rebecca laughed.

“Great! That’ll be awesome for when we’re ready to sleep. The real question is; do you have whipped cream in the fridge?”

CASS LEANED BACK carefully on the ladder to check her work. Ever since Rebecca told her Eve Sumptor-Riley was willing to look at her paintings, Cass had become more critical. Anyone who’s anyone in the art industry knew Sumptor Galleries and the prestige they offered. Cass thought of herself as a street artist more than anything else. She painted murals around the city for store owners or city officials. She didn’t think she was good enough to be in one of the most renowned galleries. But Rebecca believed in her and that was enough for Cass.

She had been trying to work on a few canvases for Eve’s next visit, and she was a bit stressed out about it. But, of course, Cass could never say that to Rebecca. She would make Rebecca proud, however, right now she had a mural to finish. And, unless she wanted to keep making every female she painted to look like Rebecca, she needed to stay focused.

Cass chuckled at herself. It’d been a solid three weeks since she and Rebecca got together. The longest relationship she had ever been in. Cass had no clue how long that “honeymoon stage” lasted, but she was definitely still in it. And, if Rebecca’s actions were anything to go by, she was still in it, too. In fact, just that morning…

“Hey!”

“Shit!” Cass dropped her paintbrush and gripped the ladder for dear life. She peered down with a frown and began climbing down. “You scared the hell out of me. What are you doing here?”

Miranda pushed a strand of red hair out of her face. “Nice way to talk to your best friend.”