As bad as I’m aching to unzip her dress and touch every inch of her, I need this damn thing off first. The room is quiet with the exception of our breathing—heavy and layered with need—and she watches in interest as I hastily kick off my shoes and undress. Flinging the costume across the room, I stand in front of her, wearing only boxer briefs. There’s no missing my rock-hard cock, standing at attention, confirming that all it wants is her.

Since we started developing a connection, Cassidy has been the only woman on my mind as I jerked off, stroking myself as I imagined it was her hand instead of mine.

I haven’t touched another woman.

Kissed another woman.

Thought about another damn woman.

Cassidy has overtaken me.

And I wouldn’t want it any other way.

Her lips are swollen from our earlier kiss, and she swipes her tongue along the bottom one as her eyes level on my erection.

That’s for you.

All for you.

“My turn,” she croaks. “But I need a little help.” Turning around, she slides her hair off her shoulder and stares over it at me.

I gladly accept the invitation, advancing toward her, and I stop so close that my cock brushes along her leg, causing her to shiver. I shove the zipper down, listening to the loud zip, and the dress pools at her feet, giving me the best damn view ever. Cassidy wearing only a black lace thong and matching bra. Her ass cheeks perky.

She gasps when I deliver a quick smack to each globe before cupping both, loving how they fill my hands to perfection.

“Your ass is amazing,” I whisper into her ear, slowly licking along the lobe.

Pressing my lips to her shoulder, I inch her bra strap down. A light hiss releases through her lips when I suck hard on her skin. It’ll most likely leave a hickey, and my dick stirs at the thought of marking her. Of making her mine.

“Climb on the bed,” I say, releasing her and taking a step back.

She nods and doesn’t glance back as she does, that plump ass sticking in the air. She slowly arches her back, causing her ass to jiggle, and swear to God, I’m about to come all over her white rug. Unable to stop myself, I wrap my hand around my cock and slowly stroke it as she flips onto her back and rises. Pushing her elbows out, she leans back on them to stare at me, raising a brow in question.

I take in the sight of her, my gaze traveling up and down her body, soaking up her smooth skin, her curves, and the way her breasts bounce with every sharp breath she inhales.

No more.

There’s no more holding back.

Desire permeates through me like a drug.