thebower | Peeping Tomcat

[ She certainly intended to find as many of his buttons as she could, because she wanted him to want her. ]

I didn't doubt that.

[ Even if they didn't know one another all that well yet, she felt certain that he was a good man.

She wriggled out of her leggings and underwear, the soft, rounded lines of her frame at last entirely exposed to him. ]

[Oh, no, Cassandra. He was a very wicked man. But he had his own moral code he adhered to. Nudity was quite fine by him. He was a shifter, after all. But he'd been among humans long enough to know that it was an issue for them. Particularly between genders. So he'd been careful because he preferred not to lie.

She slithered out of her clothes and he spent a moment just looking at her. She was... feminine. Smooth, curved, soft, and a very lovely shade of soft brown that he found himself touching. Sliding a hand up along the outside of her thigh, his golden gaze met hers.]

Worth the wait.

[ She wondered how long that wait had been. When had he decided that he wanted this?

She felt powerful under his stare, even as his touch turned her breath shallow and shivery, and she smiled . ]

You bet I am.

[He'd been interested from the moment he'd seen her, but that had been just the physical reaction of seeing an attractive woman. As he'd gotten to know her, it had only intrigued him more, and it had been why he'd changed his route of patrolling his territory to include passing by her house.

His hands moved to the outside of her thighs, and he had a very real desire to yank her in against him, but he was still half dressed. With a sigh, he patted her hip, then moved off the bed to toe off his boots, unzipping his fly- carefully.]

I hope you have nothing planned this evening.

[ Propping herself up on her elbows she watched him undress, pressing her thighs together to alleviate some of the ache that settled between them when her gaze lingered on that bulge in his jeans. ]

Nope, I'm all yours.

[She would quickly learn when he pulled his jeans down over his thighs that Lucas generally liked to go commando. All the better to get naked. There was that feral, male glint in his eyes as he shoved them down, kicking them off before he started to kneel back on the bed.]

Not yet you aren't. But I plan to fix that.

[ She bit her bottom lip at the sight of him, a kaleidoscope of fantasies flashing through her mind as she wondered just what "fixing that" might end up meaning. ]

Good.

[He dipped down as he crawled, head dropping down below his shoulders as he nosed up along her knee, tongue flicking out against the upper side of her thigh.]

I'm expecting it to be.

[He smiled as he gave the top of her thigh a gentle nibble, those yellow eyes never leaving her face.]

[ It sent the most delicious tingles all over her body when he did that, and needing to touch him she reached down to run her fingers through his hair again as her legs parted for him.

The cluster of curls there was already visibly damp, practically begging for his attention. ]

[Her anticipation was palpable, as was the taste of her arousal on the air as he licked up the inside of her thigh.]

Is there something in particular you'd like, mm?

[Even naked and aching, he couldn't quite leave off the teasing.]

[ The price one pays for getting in bed with a cat.

Cassandra let her head fall back on the mattress with a somewhat pained groan that turned into a laugh, and tugged at his hair in mild punishment. ]

I'd like you to use that mouth for something other than being smug.

I could sing.

[And because he was who he was, he added:]

For my supper...

[He grinned, leaning in to flick his tongue against her, humming as he did.]

[ Cassandra had no snarky response to offer, too thoroughly distracted by the feeling of his tongue to do anything other than whimper pleadingly: ]

Lucas...

Cassie...

[Her name was a purr as he pressed a kiss to the top of her pubis, nuzzling against the curls there before he let his tongue part her lips and taste her.]

[ A girl could get used to hearing her name spoken like that, Cassandra thought as she made a heroic effort to keep her hips still even though instinct was yelling insistently about more or less grinding against the handsome face between her thighs. ]

[His hands slid up along her legs, down under her thighs, then gripping her ass as he lifted her up so he could spear his tongue into the depths of her sex. He flicked inside her, then dragged up along her folds until he could seal his lips around her clit, suckling gently.]

[ He'd been entirely right in his assumptions; Cassandra wasn't the type to be quiet, and so he was rewarded with quite a few rather loud noises for his efforts.

Apart from what that sinful mouth of his was doing to her, she loved the way his hands felt. Strong, solid. You could fall apart in a grip like that, because it was a sure thing that you'd still be held together.

She completely lost track of time as he reduced her to a panting mess, clutching at the sheets and arching her back as her body started to rebel against any efforts to control it as the need to come grew almost painful. ]

God... Fuck...

[ Coherency was apparently not a thing anymore. ]

[Incoherency was good. It meant he was doing something right. He kept at her, tasting her, scenting the smell of her sex and her arousal, feeling the tremors in her body as she got closer to her peak.

He licked, sucked, nibbled gently, and added the friction of his rumbling purr against her body as he felt his own harden and ache as his own arousal was blazing through him.]

[ Oh, he was doing many things right. The purring was a surprise, but damn if it didn't feel amazing.

With a final cry of pleasure she came hard, the rush of it stealing her breath and leaving her boneless and satisfied.

And yet, even as she lay there practically glowing with how good she was feeling, she still wanted more.

She reached for Lucas, beckoning for him to come closer so that she could hold him. She needed to feel more of him against her, needed to give as much pleasure as she had received. ]

[She bucked in his grip and he held her firm until she settled, moving his hands away from holding her and smoothing up over her body instead. She reached for him, tugging at him, and he moved in a slinking crawl up along her body, letting his chest brush over hers as he looked down at her.]

Yes?

[ Her nipples hardened against his skin, and she couldn't resist arching her back to press her breasts more firmly against him. She slid her arms along his sides, and around to his back, digging her fingertips into the muscles there while she kissed him. ]

You're very good at that.

Which that are we referring to?

[He grinned and licked at her lips, nibbling at the lower one before he deepened the kiss. She tasted sweet and eager, and the relaxation of her pleasure was still making her limbs languid. She'd be easy to claim, but he liked a challenge. Better to let the glow wear off and tangle again.]

[ She would have rolled her eyes at him had he not kissed her then, and her expression remained somewhat sardonic when he pulled away again. ]

Your pottery skills.

[ She shoved him onto his back and straddled him, feeling the hot length of his hard cock against her ass as she did so. ]

How do you want the rest of this to go, Tomcat?

Edited 2020-05-14 12:06 (UTC)

I have amazing pottery skills.

[He was pushed onto his back, grinning up at her, his hands moving up along her sides as he shifted a bit, lifting up against her because the friction was lovely.]

Shouldn't I be asking you that?

Edited 2020-05-14 12:09 (UTC)

[ She grinned back, bending down to give his ear a playful bite before responding. ]

I asked first.

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