Page 27 of One Last Song
My orgasm rocks through me. “Yes, Tyler. Please don’t stop.”
He chuckles and grazes my earlobe with his teeth. “I don’t plan on stopping anytime tonight.”
His fingers thrust deeper and faster, drawing out my orgasm as he sucks on my skin. I writhe beneath him, needing more.
Tyler smirks as he takes a step back and pulls me to the edge of the counter by my hips. His cock bobs free as soon as he slides down his boxers. I hook a leg around his hip while I grab his shoulders.
The head of his cock brushes against my core in a slow, teasing stroke. I lean forward to kiss him, our tongues tangling as he inches into me. I dig my heel into his thigh, trying to urge him faster.
He just chuckles and pulls out entirely. “You’ve been in control the entire night, Cassie. It’s my turn now.”
“Is that so?” I ask, my voice breathy as he runs his hand up my spine and wraps my hair around his fist.
Tyler pulls my head back and slams into me. “Yes.”
I arch my back as he thrusts, his cock stretching me. He pulls me as close as he can while my hips rock in time with his. Moaning, my nails rake down his shoulders. Tyler groans before capturing my lips in another searing kiss.
His fingers dig into my hips and his grip on my hair tightens. Waves of pleasure roll through my body as his cock throbs inside me. My pussy pulses around him as he lets go of my hair. His hand slips between us and he circles my clit, sending me over the edge of another orgasm.
Tyler stiffens as he comes, his entire body tense before he relaxes into me. He peppers kisses along my collarbone before pulling back long enough to toss me over his shoulder.
“Which way to the bedroom?”
“Up the stairs. Last door on the left.”
Tyler smacks my ass before taking the stairs two at a time. I laugh as he makes his way into my room and tosses me onto the bed.
When he gets on the bed and crawls between my legs, all thoughts of this being a bad idea disappear.
If Tony wants us to get our chemistry back, I can’t think of a better way to do it.
CHAPTER 12
TYLER
Cassie grins and slings her bag over her shoulder, taking off as the sun starts to dip toward the horizon. I watch through the windows as she stops with Kennedy and Annika for a few minutes. The pair of them laugh together as Cassie takes Annika and spins around with her.
I stand at the window, watching as Cassie dances with the baby. For a moment, I can see a future that I missed out on with her.
Where would we be if I had stayed that night and fought for her instead of taking off?
As Cassie heads to her car with Kennedy, I turn around and drop down onto one of the couches. Matt and Ben stand across from me, their arms crossed and matching scowls on their faces.
If I didn’t know better, I would have thought that they were twins separated at birth. They stand there staring at me while I try to prepare myself for whatever is about to happen. Whenever they come at me like they’re my disapproving parents, I know that I’m in for a lecture.
“Do you want to tell us what’s going on?” Matt asks.
“I’m sorry, Dad,” I say, rolling my eyes as I cross my arms. “I didn’t know it was weed, I swear. I thought it was oregano.”
Ben snorts and drops down onto one of the other couches. He kicks his feet up on one of the small tables. “Funny. We were talking about the new behavior. You’ve been on time for two practices in a row. You’ve been engaged and not an asshole at practice. What’s going on?”
I shrug. “I thought a lot about what you said.”
“You thought about it?” Matt’s jaw looks like it’s about to hit the floor. “I didn’t think that you would actually listen to anything we said.”
“I’ll have you know that I gave it a lot of thought, and you’re both right. I’m getting too old to be running around and partying like I did years ago. I need to get my shit together.”
Ben’s eyes widen. “Excuse me, could you repeat that last part? I’m not sure that I heard it quite right.”