Have I Told You Page 12
“Well, sir, you didn’t do that good of a job, but I’m glad you didn’t. Your touch was the only thing keeping me from running away”
His grip on my ass tightened and his fingers inched their way under my panties. “I love this ass.” His head nuzzled into my neck nipping at my collarbone. My panties were instantly soaked.
I ran my hands through his hair and pulled his head back. I had to have him. I captured his mouth with mine. I tightened my legs around his waist, grinding myself into him. I needed relief. He moaned and quickly spun me around and carried me up the stairs. I nibbled his ears and neck the whole way.
He carried me into the bedroom and, much to my surprise, out onto the balcony. He walked over to the large lounge chair and laid me down. Standing up he removed his shirt and leaned over to crawl up my body. His hands started at my waist. They pushed my white shirt up over my head. He cupped my breasts through my bra and sucked on the cleavage spilling out of them. His mouth moved up to my neck and I fell back onto the cushion. Caston’s mouth followed me down, never letting up his assault. He slowly made his way down, kissing between my swells. When he got to my belly button, he stopped and kissed in a circle around it. Then he dipped his tongue in making me shiver. All the while his hands were kneading and playing with my nipples though my thin lace bra.
The sun was warm on my skin, but the air was brisk. Between the pleasures Caston was giving me and the outside air, goose bumps raised on my skin. His mouth moved further south and I gave a moan, as he pulled my skirt down exposing my thong to him. It was a small light pink mesh thong with black polka dots on it. The front had a small bow with crystals hanging from it. Caston took the material in between his teeth and pulled it down my legs. He stood over me and placed his hands on his hips. I looked at him and I bit my lower lip. I took my hands and started caressing my stomach, then moved them down to cover my sex. I felt too exposed on the patio. His eyes were roaming my body. “Do you trust me?”
I looked at Caston with trepidation. I’ve only known abuse. Can I give myself over to him? My face must have looked unsure because Caston ran his fingertips down my cheek soothing me.
“Sabrina, I would never hurt you. All you have to say is stop. I will always protect you. That is my solemn vow.”
Swallowing hard I whisper, “I trust you, Cass.”
He removed his belt from his shorts. “Move your hands away from your pussy.”
I did as I was told, moving them to rest on my hips. He walked to my right side and let a fingertip trace up my arm as he did. Without warning the tip of his belt struck me between my legs. It was unexpected and stung, but felt amazing. I gasped and rolled my head back, taking in the feeling. I was panting when his thumb plunged into my mouth, commanding me to suck it. As soon as I was focused on that he snapped at my pussy again. My heart raced. I was soaking down there. He took my wrists and flipped me so I was kneeling toward the back of the chair. The belt was lightly smacked across my ass. I was squirming, needing to be touched. “Please, Caston, touch me,” I pleaded.
Right then my arms were bound behind my back and I was pulled backwards. I was panting as I let myself adjust to the new position. His breath in my ear was exhilarating. “Don’t think,” he growled, “just feel.”
I closed my eyes. One of Caston’s arms snaked its way around my body from behind, cupping my breast. I leaned my head back on his shoulder and turned toward his neck. I kissed him lightly, as he began to play with my nipples. As the torment got harder I returned my own assault with bites to his neck and collarbone. I stretched my bound hands lower, reaching out to try to touch him. Finally, I was rewarded with a large mound pressing into my hands. Caston’s breath caught in his throat when I squeezed, letting him know what I wanted.
He got up and removed his shorts. Upon returning to the chaise lounge he used my helplessness to push me forward slightly. Positioning himself behind me he pushed his hard cock into me. I instantly felt my juices run down his length.
“Oh God, Sabrina, you’re so wet.”
Words escaped me as the feeling of being stretched took over. I turned to speak, but he started to move. My mouth opened with a gasp, and he took my mouth in a hungry kiss all while pumping in and out of me. His tongue danced over mine, swirling deep, getting to know every part of it.
I couldn’t believe how I felt. Feeling helpless, because I had no use of my hands to support myself, but somehow it made me feel secure. It made absolutely no sense. In Caston’s capable hands, I knew I wouldn’t be harmed and that he would never take advantage of me.
Pulling on the belt he held my bound hands tightly, while the other hand snaked around my neck, pulling me back into him. I wanted his hands all over me. I craved his touch. His tongue licked me behind my ear and he nibbled on my lobe. His cock was still pushing inside me. I arched my back pushing my breasts out, begging him silently to grab and pinch my nipples. I wanted his hand to reach lower and play with my clit while he was inside me. “Caston, touch me.”
He nibbled across the back of my neck. Slowly his hand traveled down my abs to the top of my sex. The slowness of his hand was a sharp contradiction to his fast paced thrusting. It was driving me to the brink. I knew as soon as he touched me I would explode. His hand did not proceed lower, though. It rested just above where I needed it. I arched into him again, grunting my frustration.
He flipped me over to my back without warning. He kept my hands bound, so I couldn’t touch him. Dropping down between my legs, he started sucking and playing with my lips. Oh.My.God. I couldn’t hold on much longer. I tried to buck my hips up to get him to kiss me, so I could taste myself on his lips. He teased my clit with his tongue, circled my clit and bit down. That was my undoing. I gushed, coming all over him and the lounge chair. I was bucking and my mind felt like it had exploded. Just when I thought I could not take anymore, Caston moved up my body, swung my legs over his shoulders and pushed into me again. He was relentless. His hands loosened on my bound hands, and I was able to free them. I reached around to grab his ass. Perfectly hard and round, I squeezed it to force him into me harder. “Caston, harder. Please, harder. Make me come, again.”
Pushing my legs to the side he smashed onto my body and took my mouth with as much force as his cock thrusting into me. I grabbed his head and kept him close to me.
“Sabrina, come, now.”
I didn’t hold back. Another wave flowed through me and we came together gloriously. He kept pushing in me until he was done filling me.
I wrapped my legs around his back and kept a hold on his neck. He rested his head in the crook of my neck. Our breathing was ragged. We were still connected. This was the best feeling, being one with the person you love. I had to tell him, but the words caught in my throat. “Cass?”
I felt his mouth turn up in a smile. “Hum?” he mumbled.
“That was magnificent. Mind-blowing.”
“You were just as magnificent.” He laughed and then kissed my neck before pushing off of me and letting his manhood slip from my body. He stood over me looking down at my body spread open. “My God, that’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
“What is?” I smiled.
“You spread out, open with the glistening of sweat over your rosy, flushed skin. My fluids falling from your body. Your brunette hair fanned out above you. Your chest, with your pebbled nipples rising and falling deeply from trying to catch your breath. Your muscles rippling from the aftershocks of your orgasms. Your smile. Your eyes. Everything about you, Sabrina. Everything is beautiful.”
A tear fell from the corner of my eye. He reached down and cupped my cheek wiping away that tear with his thumb. I love you, Caston, I said in my head and heart, but the words wouldn’t form on my tongue.
“I didn’t scare you did I?” His face was full of concern.
“Scare me, what would scare me?” My face scrunched, and I draped an arm over my head. “I was anything but scared. Exhilarated and excited, yes. Scared, no way.”
“Caston, I...” His mouth covered mine, not allowing me to finish my words. His tongue swept over mine. He stopped kissing me and rested his lips on mine. I could feel him smiling.
After I brought her inside, we laid on bed in each other’s arms and talked for hours. We talked about his work, my classes, TV shows that we liked, jokes we’ve heard, and anything that came to mind. I was feeling full of life and free. Laughing and enjoying myself more than I had in years. The last time I felt so free was when I met Sara. In the wee hours of the morning Sabrina eventually fell asleep in my arms.
I stayed awake after Sabrina, not wanting to let her go, because I was afraid this was a dream. I knew she was going to tell me she loved me when we were outside. However, I did not want her to say it yet. I knew she wasn’t quite ready. I didn’t want her to second guess herself and her feelings.
She looked so peaceful curled into me. Her skin as soft as velvet; I could spend all day touching her. Watching her sleep was peaceful for me. I stroked her cheek. Her eyes fluttered a bit.
“Mmm ... is it morning already?” Sabrina questioned groggily.
“No, Bre. Not even close. Go back to sleep.”
“Okay.”
She snuggled deeper into me, and my heart felt like it was going to explode. I wasn’t sure what the future was going to hold for me, but I sure as hell hoped it included Sabrina. That thought calmed me and I drifted into a peaceful sleep.
The warm sun drifting into the room stirred me awake. I smiled before I even opened my eyes. My girl was still wrapped around me, sleeping soundly. I kissed her forehead, her nose, her temples, and finally I lightly kissed her lips. A deep intake of breath filled her lungs and a smile spread across her face. I hovered my mouth above hers and I waited until she was awake before I kissed her again. This time I wanted the kiss to wake her up. “Good morning, sweetheart.”
She blushed. I loved that rosy color on her cheeks. “What a good morning it is.” Sabrina said.
“What would you like to do today, Bre? The day is ours. No school, no work. You name it, and we’ll do it.”
“Well...” she bit her lip as she thought about what she wanted to do. She also snuggled closer. This was getting a rise out of me. I tried to will myself down. I wanted her to know I wanted more than just sex from her. She was different. “Can’t we just stay like this all day?”
“Is that what you want? I can make that happen.”
She was so cute when she was thinking. I kissed the worry lines out of her forehead. “For now, yes.” Her hand moved from around my waist and ran its way across my hip down to my manhood. She wrapped her hand around it. “I also want this.”
I inhaled deeply. Knowing that she is saying this honestly made me pin her to the bed. She didn’t want my money or in my magazine; she wanted me for me.
Her smile beamed up at me. I leaned over and kissed her tenderly. Her arms snaked around my back and pulled me closer. I deepened my kiss. My tongue searched her mouth. I sucked and nibbled her bottom lip. The lightest groan escaped her and I could feel her hip muscles flex below me, inviting me into her.
Not wanting to take her immediately, my tongue grazed her jaw up to her ear. I brushed a piece of her hair away to give me better access to her neck. I nuzzled and nibbled her collarbone. She was squirming beneath me, trying to get some relief. I palmed her breast, as I moved to the other side of her neck, nibbling her skin as I went. She was perfect in every way.
I rolled over, making her straddle me. I wanted to watch her, give her the control. Her hands rested on my chest. I held onto her hips and lifted her up to slowly sit on my cock. Taking it in slowly inch by inch, her warm core felt magnificent as it spread open for me. She was so wet and ready.
Her eyes locked with mine as she slowly started to move her hips. Rocking back and forth, I sucked in my lower lip, the feeling was magnificent. There was no rush, we were both savoring the feeling. Her hips swirled and my breath caught. Her sly smile made my heart swell. She knew what she was doing to me. I reached between us and found her clit, rubbing it in small circles to bring her closer to her release. Her breathing increased as her excitement rose. Watching her made me so hot. She was close to coming. I watched as she ground her hips harder into me, making my cock hit her special spot. She reached up and caressed her breasts, pinching her nipples. I needed to be closer to her, moving my hands up her back as I sat up, pulling her into me. My hands tangled in her hair, bringing her mouth to mine engulfing it. Her arms hugged me close. We started moving faster in perfect sync. I wouldn’t last much longer.
“Sabrina, I’m so close. You feel so good.”
“Me too, Caston. Oh, God.”
She arched her back laying back onto the bed, as she ran her hands through her hair. Watching her ride my cock as she stretched out over me was my undoing. I grunted and slammed my cock into the soft folds of her pussy, letting my release coat the inside of her walls. I ran my hand from her neck down her chest and stomach. As I pumped my last few drops into her I reached for her clit. Flicking it once she came over my cock.
I removed myself from her warm depths, pulling her limp body into me until her convulsing subsided. Stroking her hair and kissing her lightly to bring her back down to earth.
“If this is how you want to spend the day, Bre, I’m going to have to get something to eat soon. You’re draining me.” I whispered.
“Me too, Cass. Are we alone in the house today?”
I propped myself up on my arm to look over her. “What do you mean, love?”
“Is Jules working today? What about Terrance?” She blushed and looked away as she asked. It was precious.
I cupped her face and kissed her lips. “We’re alone. Jules has weekends off, and well, Terrance is here, but he’ll leave us alone. Why, are you worried about someone seeing you naked? You have a beautiful body. You should share it with the world.”
She shook her head and covered her eyes.
“Promise me something.” I said, as I pulled her hands away from her face and kissed her palms.
I could tell she was unsure, but showing that she trusted me she said, “Anything.”
A smile spread across my face. “One day, let me take pictures of you to show you just how beautiful you are. Let me show you how I see you.”
Her natural response to shake her head no took over, but I could tell she was thinking about it. “One day. One day, I might.”
I kissed her again, my way of thanking her for trusting me.
I wiped the mirror clear and smiled at my reflection. I had a look of bliss plastered all over my face. As I brushed out the tangles in my wet hair, I blushed thinking about what we’d done in the shower. I could feel myself getting wet again. Caston really was a sex god, he knew how to please every surface of my body.
I heard the phone ring out in the room. Caston answered it. I went to the door of the bathroom to try to listen to what he was saying.
“Really? Now? Can’t Sam take care... Okay, I understand… We’ll be there tonight.”
I was excited. Where were we going? At least, I hoped I got to go. I slipped the fluffy white robe on that had been hanging on the hook by the door. It was so soft. I snuggled it up around my neck and tied the front shut. Pulling my hair out from the collar, I gave it a scrunch and walked out into the room.
Caston was standing by the window, running his hand through his hair. He looked delicious in his jeans, his naked chiseled chest, and bare feet. He was so in deep thought he didn’t hear me walk up behind him. I snaked my arms around his waist, and kissed his muscular back. His muscles twitched under my lips. Taking a deep breath, he rested his hands over mine. We stood there for just a few seconds before he turned around and caught my face in his hands. Looking deep into my eyes, he leaned forward and took my mouth in his. I stroked his lower back with m
y thumbs, and rose on my tiptoes to deepen the kiss. Tongues moving about, searching and learning each other. When we finally parted he didn’t move far. He was still hovering above my lips. “I’ve got some bad news, Bre.”
I pulled back a little, trying to get a better look at his face. “Oh?”
His thumbs stroked my cheeks. He had a worried line between his eyes. He took a deep breath and gave me a peck. “I have to go into the club, tonight. There’s a problem with some of the members, and I’m the only one that is allowed, per the rules, to dismiss them and revoke their membership.”
What was so wrong with a club? I loved clubs. “Okay... I could be up for some dancing. Can I come to the club with you?”
He reached behind his back, and took my hands from where they were resting. Bringing them up to his lips, he kissed the backs of my hands and squeezed them. “Sabrina, it isn’t that kind of club. Well, there is dancing, but it isn’t a dance club.”
“What kind of...” My mouth fell open as realization hit me. “Oh my God. Caston!”
I pulled my hands from his grip. His face scrunched up, like he had eaten something sour. “Sabrina, it’s who I am. It’s something I enjoy.”
I turned to walk toward the bed. It was still rumpled from our earlier romp. I rested one arm across my waist, my other hand cupped over my mouth. Shaking my head, I took a deep breath. My eyes were shut, so I could to collect my thoughts, not knowing how I felt about this. I soon laughed at myself. My God, Bre, he is the owner of Black Hollywood, it makes sense that he has a sex club.
“What is so funny?” Caston asked in a voice that sounded hurt, barely above a whisper.
I turned to sit on the edge of the bed. “I just realized how stupid it is for me to be surprised. I mean, I know who you are and what you do. But I feel so very out of place in your life.”
“Oh my God, Sabrina,” He rushed over, and knelt in front of me. “Don’t you ever think that. Ever. You’re the single best thing that has ever happened to me.”