Graceless - Page 65

Cassidy looked a little wild.

“I swear to god if you aren’t offering to take me to bed right now, after all this time-”

“I’m not sure we’re going to make it to bed,” Lane told her and heard her breath escape sharply from behind them as they took her hand and pulled her urgently up over the lawn, the two of them breaking into a run as they skirted the pool yard.

“Lane,” she admonished as it took them two goes to open their own front door, before tugging her in with them and kicking it closed, already pressing her up against the wall, their kisses hot and hungry.

Cassidy clutched at their body, those sounds already escaping her when suddenly she pulled back and looked at them.

“Please don’t toy with me anymore,” she whispered. “I’m not your plaything.”

Lane stared at her, past regret slamming up against a new determination to make everything up to Cassidy and more.

“Cassie,” they said softly. “I promise I’m not going to stop this time. Not unless you tell me to.”

Cassidy all but melted against them, her eyes dark and imploring. Lane managed to move them about three feet before their eyes met again and Cassidy’s back hit the other wall, Lane licking into her mouth, Cassidy gasping and pulling them into her body. As she writhed against them, they couldn’t resist a single second longer from tugging the strings of her bikini top undone.

“Oh, fuck.” The body that had been tormenting Lane’s mind for so long was even sexier than their memory had done justice and Cassidy was already moaning as Lane pressed her back, needing to get their mouth on her like they couldn’t believe. She cried out and Lane felt their body clench hard at how sensitive she was, listening to her moans become ragged as they lightly ran their tongue over her fiercely hard nipples.

“Lane,” she gasped, sounding desperate, but Lane couldn’t bring themself to stop just yet, not while every lick and suck and scrape of their teeth ratcheted her higher and higher. “Lane, please.” Her voice was thin, her hips pressing hard against their body and Lane, barely believing this was their real life, took hold of the little red tie on her hip that held her bikini bottoms and tugged it loose.

Their eyes met hers as the scrap of fabric hit the floor. Cassidy was almost hyperventilating, her whole body bare and exposed, her eyes begging. They were still in the damn hallway. There was not a chance Lane could stop now. They slid to their knees. Cassidy gasped. Lane almost stopped breathing at the sight before them. Cassidy was entirely bare, just a tiny tease of blonde hair as if to mark the way. Lane groaned and pressed their face in to kiss her just above it and she quivered, her legs trembling.

“Wait.” Her fingers found their chin, stopping them. “Believe me when I say I want you to do that so badly,” her voice was shaking, “but the first time…” her words petered out, “I want you here. Holding me.”

Lane stood up and kissed her, something squeezing hard in their chest.

“I’ve got you,” they whispered, pressing back in against her, their hand slowly drifting down her body, feeling her tremble harder as they softly slipped between her thighs. Cassidy choked, her head snapping back as Lane’s fingers stroked over achingly soft skin, burning hot and immensely wet. “Oh fuck, Cassie, you feel so good.” Cassidy whimpered, the sound almost a whine of need. Lane stroked her again. “You’re dripping,” they whispered in awe, their fingers slowly slipping in wet heat to explore.

“I like it soft,” Cassidy breathed, whisper-quiet against their lips. “And in circles.” Lane groaned. They remembered telling her to touch herself for them, and knowing she did exactly what they asked made them throb so hard they wondered if it was possible to come just from touching someone else. They followed her instruction, slipping their fingers around and around her soft wet lips and tiny tight bud, listening to the gasps and cries as they worked her higher.

“Can I go inside?” they whispered, and she whimpered, nodding fast, her head snapping back again as Lane slipped two fingers just inside. Her moans deepened as they gently pushed all the way inside her body before slowly curling their fingers back and forth in her molten heat. Two fingers felt snug and Lane groaned at the sensation. Her hips bucked against them and Lane braced their feet for balance as their left hand snaked down between their bodies, their fingers flat across her pubic bone so their thumb could softly circle her needy clit as their other hand began to firmly fuck her.

“Lane-” Cassidy sounded almost panicked and Lane met her eyes. Her hips were rolling faster against their fingers and her lips were parted, her pupils dilated and her back arching against the wall. The look in her eyes – wild with desire, desperate for release – was so sexy Lane felt themself spasm in what felt like the precursor to an orgasm themself.

“I’ve got you.” They watched her face, the rapid flicker of her eyelashes as the heat overwhelmed her. “I’m gonna hold you while you come,” they promised. Cassidy’s eyes flashed on their face for just a second of pure excruciated heat before they scrunched tightly closed. She thrashed hard against their body, Lane not letting up the gentle swirl of their left hand or the hard push of their right as she cried out and rode their fingers deeper, clenching tight around them, her whole body shaking and her cries ragged.

“Lane,” she gasped, as her hips slowed, then her head fell back and her mouth dropped open as her muscles squeezed tightly again, aftershocks making her tremble. “Oh god-”

Lane kissed her, waiting for the spasms to die down before they slowly dragged their fingers out from her body, a hungry delight filling them at her sharp gasp of protest at the loss. She was limp against their body, her thighs still trembling as Lane all but held her up.

“That,” they breathed into her neck, inhaling her scent, “was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. God, Cassidy, you know I’m going to need to make you do that again and again and again.”

Cassidy’s breath hitched.

“I’m not sure I’d survive that,” she said softly. They pulled back to look at her. Her eyes were sparkling. “Though if you give me a minute, and maybe a fucking bed Lane, I’m willing to try.” They grinned and kissed her. They took her hand to lead the way.

Chapter Twenty-Four

They were barely in the bedroom’s door when Cassidy turned and kissed them. She was perfectly naked, her skin hot as she pressed against them and Lane groaned.

“God,” she murmured, this time pushing them against the wall, her lips against their throat. “I can’t believe what you just did to me.” Her voice hitched, her lips against their chest now. “I’m even more mad about all the times you worked me up then turned me loose.” There was a smile in her voice and Lane’s teeth sunk into their bottom lip as she bit their nipple.

“If it helps,” they managed, their voice slightly husky, hitching as her teeth scraped by them again, “I suffered, too.”

“Mm. Did you?” Cassidy pulled back to examine them, her eyes both dark and interested. Her thumbs were sliding back and forth over their abs, then their lower abs, and Lane felt like they were going to come out of their own skin.

“Yeah,” their voice hitched into a gasp as her fingers slipped just inside the waistband of their swim shorts.