Letting Go of Us (Anchored Hearts Vol. 3) (10 page)

“
No way. I’m not done with
you.” The mess in my pants forgotten, I laid her back on the couch
as I kissed her lips.

My free hand found its way
up her leg and skimmed over her wet panties. Her moan was a welcome
sound as her arousal drifted through me. She spread her legs wider
as the fabric stretched and exposed more of her to my hands. I
continued rubbing her through the material, her clit swollen and
waiting for more.

“
Touch me,
Paul.”

Her words had me hard all
over again. I pulled the fabric down her hips with her assistance
before resuming my task. She was eager to move against my fingers
and I loved her enthusiasm. Her kiss became scattered as her body
started showing the signs that she was close. I wanted to kiss
every part of her, but knew I couldn’t, not at that
moment.

She started crying out as I
made sure to keep my movement steady, to draw out her climax. She
latched her arms around me as I whispered in her ear how beautiful
she was and how much I’d missed her. There was an innocence to her,
even though she wasn’t innocent anymore. I didn’t know how to
explain it.

A little while later, she
was walking me to the front door. We’d both agreed that doing
anything else, wouldn’t be the best idea, not for that night. I
climbed in my truck and pulled away once Ryan pulled back in. I
climbed in the shower once I got home and released another load as
I yearned for the time when I would become one with her again. It
almost seemed too good to be true.

That Monday was Memorial
Day and we were getting together at Cal’s for a BBQ. Cassidy and I
had a hard time keeping our hands to ourselves and Cal was really
cool about it. Jane was in a tough place too, being that James was
her cousin. But I appreciated that she never treated me any
differently. We found ourselves alone for a moment.

“
I just want you to know
that her happiness is my top concern.” Jane squeezed my upper arm
and hugged me.

“
Mine too, Jane. I
promise. I know this puts you in an odd spot.”

“
Hmph. I know how
frustrating he can be. I just hope he doesn’t regret his
choice.”

I just nodded at that. What
was I supposed to say? I knew what it was like to regret choices
made where Cassidy was involved.

Cassidy and I weren’t able
to see much of each other the rest of that week. We were both
slammed with work which was understandable. We were able to meet
for a couple of quick lunches, but Lena and Anthony were there both
times. Cassidy and I made plans for that weekend to go out dancing
and I was looking forward to letting loose and having some
fun.

We walked into the club
that night. Drinking and fun the only thing on tap. “I want to get
drunk. Get me drunk, Paul!”

“
I’m not sure that’s such
a good idea.”

“
Spoil sport. You’ll keep
me safe. Won’t you?”

“
Of course.” She smiled
that killer smile of hers and leaned up to kiss me. I still
couldn’t believe that we were back to that place. Her in my arms
and kissing me. I was the happiest man on earth.

We danced for hours, at
least it felt that way. I took a break and when I came back from
the restroom she was dancing with two girls that she’d introduced
to me earlier, though I couldn’t recall their names. I sat at the
bar, watching and downed my shot. As I observed more closely I
became jealous and intrigued. With two shots in hand, I made my way
to her and she eagerly downed the shot I handed her before pulling
me closer.

A waitress walked by and we
discarded our empty vials and when I turned back to her I was met
with a deep and passionate kiss. As we licked the traces of liquor
from each other’s lips our hands took liberties. Her hands pushed
under my shirt and around my back as she rubbed her belly against
my aching cock. I wanted her so badly that I was ready to pull her
into a dark corner. She broke the kiss and turned around, her ass
pressed tight against me.

The blonde began dancing
with her as the other sandwiched in behind me. Before I could
comprehend what was happening, Cassidy and the blonde were kissing.
What the fuck was happening? I was turned on and jealous and pulled
Cassidy toward me. She was drunk, or close to it and I was feeling
the effects of the alcohol, too.

~ CASSIDY ~

One minute I was kissing
Paul and the next, Roxy and then Paul was pulling me back toward
him. I was on my way to drunk and so turned on I was ready to hump
a barstool. He wasn’t the dancer that James was.
NO!
I chastised myself
for thinking about him. That night was about me, my wants, needs,
forbidden desires, and there would be no regrets! I went there that
night with the hopes of running into Roxy and Misty and I knew it
wasn’t fair to Paul, but I didn’t care.

I took Paul’s hand and
Roxy’s in the other. If Misty followed, then the more the merrier.
I headed toward the small bathroom in back, all my scruples pushed
aside. I walked through the door and found it empty. Paul didn’t
hesitate when I pulled him in as I man-handled him the best I
could. Leaning up against the wall, I tugged him to me and kissed
him.

“
Cassidy?”

“
Shut up,
Paul.”

Groaning, he succumbed to
my kiss and leaned into me. I pulled my mouth from his and began
kissing down his neck. I spotted Misty and Roxy as they locked the
door and watched. It just fueled my fire as I plunged my tongue
back into his mouth. If he knew we had an audience, he didn’t seem
to care.

Undoing his belt and pants,
“Do you have protection?” He simply nodded as his hands roamed from
my ass to my breasts and back again.

His hand moved down to my
knee and up my inner thigh. My tight skirt was pushed up higher as
his hand found me. I was wet and aching and he didn’t waste any
time pulling my panties aside to rub his fingers over me. My eyes
drifted to Roxy as her seductive stare devoured me.

Fueling my fire, I pulled
Paul’s boxers down and clasped his hard-on. “Paul, get the condom
on!”

“
This is
crazy.”

“
That’s what makes it fun.
I want you. Take me!”

Bending over, he pulled a
condom out of his pocket and quickly sheathed himself. I hiked my
skirt up as he moved closer. He spotted Roxy and Misty and before
he could object, I molded our mouths together and draped a leg
around him. Moaning, he wrapped his arms around my legs and held me
against the wall as his tip pushed against me.

“
I’ve wanted you, this,
us, for so long.”

“
I know, baby. Don’t make
me beg.” I reached between us and guided him in as he hiked my legs
up a little further. My thighs clenched around his hips as he
slowly sank into me.

“
Cassidy. Christ, you’re
so tight.”

“
Fuck me.” It wasn’t a
plea.

He was talking too much. I
just wanted to feel him pounding away inside of me. I don’t know
how else to explain what the feeling of having a hard cock inside
of me did to me. Like I was complete, full, and whole with another
human being. A hot, tatted, muscled, sexy man who wanted nothing in
that moment but me and my wet pussy. His entire being focused on me
was a complete turn-on.

Paul began fucking me, the
way I liked as I dropped my head against the wall and reveled in
the feel of it. My eyes opened to find Roxy standing next to us,
Misty forgotten. Paul hesitated for a moment, almost as if gauging
what she’d do next.

“
Don’t stop, she’s
enjoying it, Paul.” Roxy encouraged him on, her eyes never leaving
mine. “But I think she needs a little more.”

Her hands moved over my
shirt to caress my breasts. Paul gripped me tighter, the only part
of my body left against the wall was my shoulder blades. Roxy
leaned in and kissed me as Paul fucked me. Paul released some curse
as his dick plunged in and out of me. Roxy moaned and pulled away.
When my eyes refocused, I saw Misty sucking on her neck as her
hands rubbed against Roxy’s crotch.

My hand traveled to my clit
and Roxy placed her hand on top of mine. Dropping my head to the
wall, I pulled my hand away and let her work my clit while I
fondled my breasts. She pulled her hand away and brought it to my
lips. I sucked on her fingers briefly before she returned them to
my clit.

“
Fuck, I can’t hang on
much longer, Cassidy.”

“
Control it Paul. Let’s
make her come first. Don’t worry, she’s close.”

He slowed his pumping, but
angled himself to hit me a little deeper. “Oh, God. Right there.” I
don’t know who I was encouraging, Paul or Roxy. Roxy released a
moan of her own as Misty’s hand massaged her like she was massaging
me. “Oh…don’t…shit.”

“
That’s it pretty girl.
Harder Paul, give her all of it.”

Paul moved faster and I
couldn’t stop it. My vision left me as bursts of ecstasy coursed
through my body, from my fingers and down through my toes. As the
sensations began to cease, Paul was convulsing as well, his head
dropped against me. Roxy’s hand left me as I pulled Paul’s mouth to
mine. We broke our kiss when there was a bang on the
door.

“
Wrap it up. Some of us
have to take a piss.”

I couldn’t suppress the
giggle as Misty told them to hang on. Paul pulled out of me, tied
off the condom and flushed it down a toilet while I situated
myself. Once he was dressed, we all walked out of the bathroom like
nothing happened, ignoring the stares from those in the hall. I’m
not sure what caught them more off guard, that there were three or
four of us who emerged from the bathroom.

I don’t remember how it
happened, but we ended up downstairs at the bar as Misty allocated
a room for us. Paul didn’t need too much persuasion as I asked him
to do this with me.

“
Paul, I want this
experience and I want it with you. It’s just one night.”

I finished the drink in my
hand before setting the glass down on a table. When Misty returned
with the room key we followed her down the hall.

The techno music could be
heard in our room and I pulled Paul closer. I kissed him and he
broke the kiss just long enough to tug my shirt over my head. His
eyes drifted over me as he gently ran his fingers over the tops of
my breasts. For a split second I regretted that we had
re-consummated our relationship in the fashion we had. It should’ve
happened alone, in the privacy of his place or mine.

I had no further time to
think about it as he walked me back toward the bed and fell down on
top of me. The bed dipped on either side of us as Roxy and Misty
flanked us. Misty reached in and pulled Paul’s shirt off. His
entire torso was covered in ink. ‘Love’ and ‘Rage’ stood out
prominently as I traced them with my fingers. He leaned down,
kissing my shoulders as he pulled my bra strap down. He quickly
discovered my phoenix tattoo and grazed it with his lips before
unclasping my bra.

Kneeling in front of me, he
stared down at me in admiration. I went to touch him but my hands
were restrained by Misty and Roxy. I consented as they tied my
hands to the headboard above me and began moving their mouths over
my body and Paul’s. Soon, they moved him to a chair, ordering him
to watch.

C
hapter
7
~
A
shamed

~ CASSIDY ~

When I woke up, not sure
if it was minutes, hours or days later, I was face down in the bed.
Paul was next to me, Roxy on my other side, but I didn’t see Misty
anywhere.
FUCK!
What had I done? My head began pounding as I took in the
nakedness of all of us. I was suddenly ashamed and embarrassed as I
recalled the torrid things we’d done to one another.

My primary focus became
fleeing. I had to get out of there. Music still played overhead
which made me believe it was just very late in the night, or early
in the morning. I managed to crawl out of the bed, Roxy and Paul
undisturbed. As I finished dressing, Misty walked back in the room
and regarded me casually.

“
I, I should
go.”

“
No worries, sweets.” She
just smiled and I became freakishly nervous. “Calm down. What
happened here stays here. Roxy and I may be known for our
transgressions, but we don’t kiss and tell.”

I just nodded my head as I
mumbled, “Ok.”

“
You just going to leave
him here?” We both glanced at Paul and I was unsure of what to do.
I’d rode with him, how was I going to get home? “You shouldn’t feel
embarrassed, or whatever. We’re all consenting adults.”

“
It’s a little more
complicated than that.”

“
James?”

My stomach flipped, “Yes,
no, I mean Paul and I. Dammit.” My emotions were going to betray me
and I felt my throat tighten. “I have to go.” I grabbed my purse
and fled.

I was halfway down the
hall when I bumped into someone. I mumbled sorry as I tried to get
past her. “Cassidy?”
Shit!
Slowly, I turned around and was face to face with
Annie. “You ok?”