The Game Changer(29)

Her eyes closed as her fingertips pressed hard against my shoulders, working their way down my back and settling on my ass. I moved in and out of her, slowly at first. The feeling of her tightness surrounded me. Coupled with my feelings for her, I knew I wouldn’t last long.

This girl is ruining my ability to last in the sack.

“Jack. Faster.” Her voice was breathy and filled with need.

Goddamn, she’ll be the death of me.

I quickened my pace as she pushed and pulled against me, her breathing accelerating. I drove myself into her with more force, fighting the urge to explode right then. I leaned into her mouth, gliding my tongue along her bottom lip before pushing it inside her mouth. We breathed into each other, tongues desperate and needing, as her body started to quiver.

There is a God.

I refused to stop, pushing deeper as pleasure-filled screams tore from her lips and filled the air between us. Her body trembled as I grew harder, the blood draining from the rest of my body and pooling in one central location.

Her eyes focused on me just as I closed mine. A growl escaped as I called her name. I released myself inside her, my hips slowing before finally stopping. I collapsed on top of her with a laugh.

“Seriously? Get. Off,” she demanded, gasping as she exaggerated her inability to breathe.

“I thought I just did.”

Cassie rolled her eyes, shoving me with all her strength. “OK, OK. I’ll move.” I wrapped my hands around her shoulders and rolled us both over. I pulled her naked body against mine, refusing to let her go.

“Now I’m hungry again.” She kissed the top of my nose. “And ready for the rest of the story.”

“You’re bossy.”

“You like it.”





I’ll Never Leave You Again


Jack

I waited for Cassie on the couch in the tiny living room. Looking around, I surveyed the small apartment and thought to myself that we’d need a bigger place soon. And I needed a gym. But we could deal with that later. She walked out in her pajamas, grabbed one of the boxes of pizza, and tossed it on the coffee table near our legs.

“I’m ready now.”




I walked into the lobby of Cassie’s apartment building and was immediately greeted by an older gentleman in a dark gray suit and black bow tie. The doorman’s kind face almost set my rattled nerves at ease. Almost.

“Good evening, sir. May I help you?” he asked, eyeing the packages in my arms curiously.

“Yes.” I forced a smile before asking, “I was wondering if you could help me out?” I moved toward him and placed the packages carefully on the tiled floor. His eyes raced between my now revealed Mets jersey and the boxes at my feet. I could sense he was nervous, or maybe it was caution I picked up on, but I immediately wanted to put him at ease.

“These are for Cassie Andrews. She lives here.”

A large grin covered his face, replacing the uncertainty. “I know Miss Andrews. Lovely girl. Talented, too.”

I knew that tone. It was pride, and even the doorman in Cassie’s apartment building felt it for her. “Yes, she is.”

I extended my hand toward him. “I’m Jack.”

“Fred. How can I help you, Jack?” he asked, gripping my hand with more strength than I expected.

I sat for a moment wondering just how much to tell this stranger and how. “Long story short, Cassie was my girl. But I fucked everything up and lost her.” I eyed him apologetically after swearing. If Gran heard me talk like that to an older person, she’d smack me upside the head. “Sorry for the f-word.”

“It’s fine. Go on.” Fred leaned against the reception desk, his eyes sparkling with interest.

“I’m here to get her back. Each one of these packages is a different gift. I need to get them to her, but I can’t be the one to do it.” My voice shook as I tried to explain. “Am I making any sense?”

“Yes.” He smiled again. “Do they all go at once?”

I threw my hands in the air, thankful for his question. “No!” I shouted a little too aggressively. “Sorry. They go separately. There’s an order to them.”

“Do you know which gift goes first?”

I looked down at my feet. “Yeah. It’s really heavy, though.”

“That’s OK. Here, let’s hide the rest behind the desk. Just in case she wants to come down and get the first one.”

“OK, so what’s the plan?” I stared at the man I now found myself depending on.

“I’ll call her and let her know that a package arrived. She can decide if she wants to come down to get it or if I should bring it up. We’ll go from there.”

“Sounds good,” I said, before cracking my knuckles and pacing nervously.