How Cassie Got Her Grind Back(Divine Creek Ranch 23)(73)

Heat ripped through his body, and his cock grew even harder moments before his climax whipped through him like hot lightning, his balls contracting painfully as his cum spurted in hard, hot jets into her velvety cunt.

Still crouching over her, he slumped, catching his breath, waiting for his brain to get enough return blood flow to begin rebooting. He felt her fingers in his hair and opened bleary eyes to look at her, recalling the rough way he’d handled her. She would probably see marks on her leg from his tight grip the next day.

“Tell me I didn’t hurt you,” he said, his voice raspy from so much panting.

Ivan chuckled as he continued cuddling Cassie and said, “Asks the caveman now, after having his way with you.”

Cassie sniffled and whapped Ivan’s arm lightly. “Hush, you. He’s serious, aren’t you, Samson?”

A shiver ran down his spine as he gazed into her eyes. Tear tracks marred both her temples, but she smiled at him. He’d always, always gotten off on that sight. The physical markers of an emotional breaking point attained, the accomplishment of helping the sub, the smile, and the glowing eyes that special release could bring. That rush had always been the pinnacle for him, even more so than sex on its own had ever been. But this…this was different. The emotions she brought out of him. The tenderness and the fierceness. It was all new territory.

She flinched, drawing his attention and distracting him from his momentary epiphany, and she whispered, “Leg cramp. My hip. Ow.”

He leaned down, feeling remorse for having to interrupt the moment between them, and kissed her gently as he pulled out. Her pussy was still swollen with her arousal, but she didn’t seem to be in any pain, other than the cramp, so he helped her to slowly lower and straighten her legs and massaged the hip she was grasping.

She grimaced and then giggled. “Ow. That was so amazing. Sorry I interrupted the moment…again. Maybe I should do yoga.”

Samson winced when he rose from the bed and his knee twinged. Ivan must’ve noticed because he said, “Maybe we all should. My shoulder started spasming about halfway through the mauling you just gave her.”

“Mauling?” she said and looked at Ivan in dismay. “What about you and that kiss earlier? Huh? That was not a mauling? He’s going to think you mean it.” She turned to Samson and continued massaging her hip as she said, “You can maul me anytime, honey.”

He appreciated her defending him because she’d forgotten how much Ivan liked to tease. Ivan winked at him. He would’ve been more worried if Ivan hadn’t said a thing. They settled her between the two of them in the bed, with pillows for her head, and then he set about massaging the hip that had troubled her the most. “You okay?”

“Messy,” she whispered with a hint of mirth in her voice. “But otherwise I feel wonderful…so relaxed. Thank you,” she added as Ivan slipped from the bed. Samson leaned down to kiss her while water ran in the bathroom.

“It’s me who should be thanking you, Cassie. I’ve wanted to make love to you for a long time.” She smiled up at him with heavy eyelids, and he knew she was fading fast. Ivan returned with a wet washcloth, and they took care of cleaning her up.

She drifted off with a smile on her face after kissing them both, and Samson pulled a sheet and blanket over them so she wouldn’t get chilled again. That might’ve been part of why she’d stiffened up so much, and he’d have to remember in the future and keep her warm enough.

In soft tones, Ivan filled him in about Bill’s unwelcome visit, but in the back of Samson’s mind, was the flurry of thoughts and revelations he’d had earlier. They stayed in his mind and kept him awake long after he set his alarm clock for the following morning.



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Samson noticed Cassie was slow to awaken the following morning and watched her for signs of discomfort as they showered and had morning coffee and breakfast, prepared hurriedly by Ivan before he took off for work. He’d been smart and brought an overnight bag, and Samson wished he’d had the forethought, but no, he’d been in too big a rush to get to her house. It was lucky for him he was an early riser no matter what time he fell asleep.

Cassie refilled his coffee cup as the sun rose and then sat down beside him. “I have to open the coffee shop first, but once the girls arrive, would you like to come with me to the hospital to check on Mom? Her lab results should be in by then.”

Once they arrived at the shop, he sat in one of the chairs in her office and checked in with work. He recalled Sunny Tarrington had been brought to the Divine hospital and decided to check on his neighbors while Cassie visited her mother.