Fire & Ice ~ The Drake Legacy: Book One (14 page)

This time, his attentions focussed on my clit, as he began sucking it rhythmically, drawing it in and out of his mouth, and I gasped again, feeling my orgasm building in my body in deep electric waves.
 

I turned my attention to what was right there in front of me, below me: the huge bulge in his suit pants. With trembling fingers I began fumbling with his belt and zipper, tugging and yanking, until eventually I was pulling down the waistband of his white cotton briefs, freeing up his cock.
 

It sprung from his shorts, completely rock solid, just as large and perfectly formed as I remembered it. Every few seconds, my thoughts were interrupted with another deep wave of pleasure, as Xander continued to suck and lick at my clit, and I had to close my eyes for a moment and steady myself before coming round again, knowing my orgasm was fast approaching.
 

With a dizzy, swirling head, I lowered my face towards his dick, feeling the heat radiating from it as my mouth got nearer and nearer to it. With my hands planted on the floor at either side of his knees and my pussy and ass grinding hard against his face, I finally closed my lips around the head of his cock, feeling it fill my mouth up completely.
 

I felt my jaw ache just a little as I fitted as much of him into my mouth as I could, swirling my tongue around his throbbing, hot cock head, tasting the delicious, manly tang of his sweat and precum, feeling him groan, his tongue increasing its work on my pussy in response, his lips sucking at my clit with a renewed urgency.
 

“Oh fuck,” I murmured, my mouth stuffed full of his cock, as my orgasm hit.
 

For a moment, I lost control completely, muffled whimpers and saliva spilling from my mouth and sliding down his hot, thick tool, as I came hard against his face, his hot hands holding me firmly in place as my body bucked and trembled, my pussy squirting clear juices into his mouth and slicking down his chin.
 

When I was finished, I felt his head move away from me, and I focussed my attention on his cock once again, stroking the shaft and cupping his balls as I continued to suck on him, while his hot fingers shifted their attention to my asshole, toying it gently with his fingertips.
 

“I need to fuck you, Cassie,” he groaned and I too murmured my agreement, my mouth still full of his rock-solid cock.
 

I pulled it from my mouth with a slick final pop, and it looked absolutely beautiful, shining in the dim hotel lights, glittering with my saliva, the pearly pink head visibly throbbing with his heart beat. With a breathy gulp, I wondered if I would even be able to fit something so big in my pussy.
 

I crawled forward on my hands and knees, then stopped, thrusting my ass up high into the air, offering it to him, offering
myself
up to him, and behind me I could hear him tugging off his pants and cotton briefs, pulling his still-buttoned shirt roughly over his head, the buttons popping off it as he attempted to free up his toned, muscular naked body.
 

I glanced back over my shoulder at him for a moment, and he was just as sculpted and godlike in the flesh as I’d remembered him. His athletic body was slicked with sweat now, his bronzed skin shining in the dim lighting, his defined abs and pecs taught and rippling, his perfect cock jutting proudly away from his body, there between his thick muscular thighs, his balls tight and hairless beneath, as he brought himself towards me, looking down at the bare white ass and sopping wet pussy I was offering up to him, pure animal lust burning in his eyes.
 

“Fuck, Cassie, you’re beautiful,” he said, breathlessly, staring down at my fully exposed ass and pussy.
 

Unable to help himself, he ran the fingers of his hand between my legs for a moment, slicking the throbbing, swollen lips of my pussy with my own gooey juices, working the hot wetness into my clit, then up towards my tight little asshole, for a delicious moment slipping the tip of his finger right inside it, causing me to gasp and whimper, closing my eyes for a brief second as another illicit thrill ran through me.

He quickly grabbed a package of condoms from the nightstand and tore one open, slipping the thin, clear sheath over his cock.
 

Then he straightened, hunching over me, bringing the head of his cock down towards my eager, waiting cleft. I felt the head of his tool parting my pussy lips, then slipping inside, stretching me, filling me, his hot thick girth sliding all the way up inside me. It just kept going; I buried my head in the plush carpet, the pure animal groans escaping my mouth as his huge shaft now ceaselessly plundered my cunt, sliding in and out of me, faster and harder, his hands gripping my hips and my buttocks slapping against his thighs, my tits swinging freely beneath me as he had his way with me, the muscles rippling on his broad chest as he fucked me, harder and harder, using me just as he pleased, taking his pleasure from my trembling and willing flesh.
 

I reached between my legs and pressed my fingers to my swollen clit, and I only needed to work my hard little bean a few times before I felt another orgasm building and cresting inside me.
 

Xander must have felt it too, because he tensed up and then fucked me
even harder
, grunting and sweating, his hands gripping my hips as he slammed his hot rod deep into my pulsing sex.
 

“That’s it,” I squealed, “I’m gonna … I’m gonna … Oh fuck, I’m gonna
come
!”
 

And then once more my body was consumed with pure ecstasy. I trembled and bucked as the waves of pleasure swept through me, my pussy clenching tightly around his cock as I whimpered and groaned with delight.
 

At this Xander slipped out of me with a deep groan and he flipped me over, so that I fell onto my back, just as he brought himself over me, clutching that huge, swollen, dark pink cock of his tightly between both hands like it was a bottle of vintage champagne, his face grimacing as he tore off the condom, mere moments before his own orgasm hit him hard. With a final deep grunt, he masturbated his shaft with both hands, just once, before his cock spurted out the first in a long series of hot, thick jets, his pure white cum squirting across my breasts, the delicious warmth of it causing my flesh to tingle. And as he spurted himself onto me, I rubbed his lovely, slick fluid deep into my breasts, massaging it into my skin like a fine lotion, my body still trembling from my orgasm.
 

Finally, Xander collapsed forward next to me, and we came to rest like that, both lying together, tangled, on the hotel floor, trembling and shivering with our mutual pleasure, my head finding the perfect resting place on his heaving, sweaty chest and my breasts shining and gleaming with his hot white seed.
 

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It was a while before either of us spoke, and it was me who broke the silence.
 

"This is perfect," I said. I meant it. I’d never experienced anything so
right
in all my life before. It was like we’d been made for each other. "I wish we could just stay here forever."

"We can if you like,” Xander murmured back.
 

And at that moment I truly knew that he meant it. I believed him. This man, I realized, really
was
willing to stay with me — forever — if that was what I wanted.
 

I nestled in closer to him, savoring the musky warmth of his naked body, resting my cheek on his hot, tanned flesh.
 

Remember this moment, a stern voice inside me said, because it might not last forever.
 

Because as perfect as things were, I knew they couldn’t last forever. I knew that I probably hadn’t seen the last of Caleb D. Marchand, and I knew that, if things were to
truly
work out between Xander and I, then I would need to tell him the whole truth at some point, even though we’d agreed to start again.
 

But for now, I closed my eyes and lived in the present moment.
 

The future could wait for a little while.
 

Coming Soon:
Caleb’s Web

Carrie Lawrence, Xander Drake, Caleb D. Marchand and Kelly Marchand will all return very soon in Book Two of The Drake Legacy:
Caleb’s Web