Graceless - Page 69

Lane followed, letting her stay just one step ahead, catching her just before the back of her knees hit the bed, the two of them falling into the sheets, Cassidy pulling them down on top of her. Their hand was already sliding under the loose t-shirt as they kissed her.

“Fuck,” they swore as their hands found her heated skin and soft curves, rediscovering her body all over again.

“Mm.” Cassidy pulled Lane’s shirt off over their head and tugged at their shorts until they were down to their men’s briefs, white against their tanned skin. “God, you’re so sexy,” she whispered as she ran her fingers down their torso, “I can hardly stand it.”

Lane peeled the t-shirt all the way off her, baring her in one move, their vision feeling slightly fuzzy as they took in her naked body in their bed, Cassidy arching for their touch. Her breathing stuttered as their hands began to roam, their mouth on her breasts.

“Lane,” she whispered as their bodies began to push insistently against each other, “are there other ways you like to have sex?”

“So many.” Lane’s hand was curving around her ass, feeling the way she was starting to ride against their thigh.

“Ways involving…penetration?” She bit her lip and Lane pulled back to look at her.

“You went through my bedside drawers didn’t you?” they accused her, fighting a grin.

“I was looking for lip balm!” she said defensively and Lane laughed. They sat up, leaning on their hand and pulled out the second drawer of their nightstand. The one below the drawer that definitely held lip balm.

“Tell me what you want,” they said and she sat up beside them, leaning in against their body to peer into the drawer, her eyes wide as she surveyed the contents. Again.

“Why is that one shaped like that?” she asked, putting her hand on one of the smaller toys.

“Oh, that one’s meant for anal,” Lane explained. Cassidy jerked her hand back like she’d been burnt.

“Lane!” She lurched backwards, looking shocked and Lane laughed. “Oh my god! I am not doing that with you.”

Lane shrugged, with a small grin.

“We can do whatever you want. And nothing you don’t want,” they reassured her. She was bright pink and still shaking her head. Lane pushed her back down into the sheets. “I think you should probably know though,” they considered her where she lay, “that there is literally no part of your body I don’t think is sexy.”

“That’s such a line.” She rolled her eyes, so Lane picked up her leg and bent it back to drop a soft lingering kiss on the arch of her foot. Her eyes went wide for just a second. “Oh my god,” she squeaked, almost kicking them in the face as she pulled away, making them laugh and dodge.

“Don’t make me lick your armpits because I totally will.”

“Gross, Lane!” She was smiling now and looking faintly less freaked.

“You know, your armpits are super pretty, actually.” They leaned in to neatly pin her arms over her head, gazing down at her and she squealed and thrashed up against them. Suddenly they both stopped laughing as she bucked her body against their hold, grinding up against their pelvis, biting her lip at the sensation. Lane kept her pinned. “You like this,” they observed softly, taking note. Cassidy made a hungry sound of approval as Lane ground back, the flex of their hips unmistakable for what they wanted to do to her. “You still want…?” they asked as she moaned at the movement.

She nodded emphatically.

“You choose,” she amended this time. Lane did. They’d eyed it for her straight away. Not too big, but big enough. Sitting on the side of the bed they tugged off their briefs and heard a little sound of want from Cassidy in the bed behind them. They strapped on the harness and turned to look at her. Her eyes were dark with want.

Lane slicked the cock thoroughly with lubricant and Cassidy nearly put her teeth through her lip as she watched them stroke it.

“I want to see you on top,” they murmured, kneeling above her and she raked her eyes over them, then nodded. They knew she’d look beyond sexy riding them, but being what they knew of her past experience they mostly just wanted her to have total control.

Lane reclined against the pillows, one arm behind their head to watch as Cassidy sat up and moved over to straddle them. She looked down at them as they gripped the cock in their fist to help her guide it and her mouth dropped open as the tip nudged just inside her. Lane didn’t move, and she slowly sank down to sit astride their hips, closing her eyes, a flush of heat moving up her chest and throat.

“Oh,” she moaned softly, her eyes opening on Lane’s face. Lane had never wanted to kiss someone so badly, but they stayed still, letting her adjust. Their hands reached up and caressed over the shape of her waist and she began to move. At first it was a soft roll of her hips. Then it grew faster, Cassidy grinding down on the cock inside her, the rippled base of the dildo causing incredible sensation to Lane as she moved.

“God, Cassidy,” they ground out, as sparks of pleasure pushed up and through their body. “You’re so pretty like this.” They began to thrust up in short, hungry motions and she cried out, arching her back in pleasure. Lane reached down and used their thumb to softly nudge her clit as they ground into each other and didn’t let up, watching her eyes get desperate as she rode them ferociously, chasing every sensation. Then her head tipped back, her mouth dropping open in what looked like shock as she cried out so loudly Lane was relieved the rest of the household was tucked up inside the main house, her hips thrashing, coming ferociously hard on top of them.

“Good?” Lane asked with a smirk and Cassidy gasped out a tiny laugh before rising on her knees and collapsing down beside them on the pillow.

“Good,” she agreed breathlessly, pulling Lane in to kiss. “So good,” she paused as her panting settled. “It kind of looked like it was starting to feel pretty good for you, too?” she looked at them in askance.

“Yeah,” Lane said. “There’s, uh, friction there, when you ride me like that.”

Cassidy slid her hand down between their bodies and gripped hold of the cock, pressing it back against them and moving it slightly. Lane drew in a sharp breath and Cassidy’s gaze turned hungry, watching their arousal rocket as she slowly worked them up.