Indulgence (200 page)

“Yeah, man. Thanks again. I really am sorry.” He and Cal
shook hands before we all said our goodbyes.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, sis. Noon?”

“Yes. Dad and Lisa will be here around that time.” He hugged
me again and then we were off.

James took a detour out of the city as we rode for a while
and then he pulled into an alcove just outside the city. He put the kickstand
down and dismounted before he helped me off the bike, removed our helmets and
pulled me to him.

“I’m sorry I ruined your birthday.”

“You didn’t ruin my birthday. You sure tried, but it’s not
ruined.”

He pinched my side and hissed at me and I turned in his arms
so that my back was against his chest. His arms were draped over my shoulders
and I was holding onto his forearms. We found a few satellites in the sky and
admired the stars. I started shivering as the night was quickly cooling off.

“Let’s get you home, lady. I owe you some birthday
spankings.”

I didn’t object when he dragged me back to the bike and we
made our way back to my place.

*****

I woke to the sound of him hammering away on the treadmill
and decided to join him. I threw on some clothes and shoes before hopping on
the bike, but after thirty minutes or so I’d had enough. My entire body was
sore, probably from my sexcapades with James. I was rolling my neck and
shoulders when I felt his hands dig into them.

“You’re sore. I’d apologize, but then that means I’d regret
last night,” he leaned in and whispered, “And I’ll never regret a moment of you
tied up beneath me.”

A tremor ran across me and my breath caught, “I don’t regret
it either.”

We were up late as he gave me a proper education on the many
uses of satin ties and I smiled as I remembered it. As usual, he was amazing
and I was surprised at the things my body happily tolerated and responded to.

“You really are a natural.”

“I think you’re right.”

“Let’s get you in the shower. The heat will help relax your
muscles.”

I cranked on the water and then relieved my bladder while he
undressed. I would never get enough of his nakedness; I could stare at him
forever. I walked up behind him, kissed his back and he stilled momentarily
before turning around. Smiling down at me, he tugged my sports bra up and over
my head and then dropped to his knees to remove my shorts and panties. He was
running his fingers up and down my legs and stopped at my right ankle.

I looked down, “Everything alright?”

He was frowning. “I was too rough.”

I lifted and turned my ankle and saw the faintest trace of a
welt and a small bruise taking shape, “James, I’m fine.” He wouldn’t stop
examining me so I resorted to extreme measure and tugged on his hair.

“Hey now,” he stood while capturing my ass around his hands
and lifted me to him. “You’re not playing fair.”

We both smiled as I leaned down and kissed him before he
carried me to the shower.

Pressure

~ CASSIDY ~

We both took turns washing each other before we exited the
shower and proceeded to brush our teeth. Instead of throwing his toothbrush
back in his duffel bag, he placed it next to mine. We got dressed throwing each
other admiring glances and laughing.

“So, your dad is coming today?”

He caught that last night?
He was bent over lacing up
his boots. “Yes, a family lunch for my birthday.” I didn’t say anymore.

“I’d like to meet him.” He was smiling at me and knew
exactly what he was playing at.

“James, um, I, of course you’re welcome to join us.” He
wanted to meet my dad? I had never introduced Dad to anyone I was dating. Maybe
he was testing me. Surely he wouldn’t stay.

“Great. I have to get my bike back to the hotel since we’re
expecting rain and then I’ll be back.”

Shit, shit, shit. “Ok.”

He kissed me and smacked my ass before walking out of my
room and down the stairs. I stood there for a moment, dumbfounded. He wanted to
meet my dad. I grabbed my phone and texted Cal. He responded by telling me that
Jane was coming, too. That should take some of the heat off me.

~ JAMES ~

I walked out the front door and saw a paper on the front
steps and reporters across the street.
Dammit
. I snatched up the paper,
threw a smile and slammed the door before proceeding to all the windows making
sure all the blinds were closed before looking at the paper.

The front picture was of Cassidy consoling me from the night
before after I had punched Dan. The story painted Dan as the helpless victim
and I wadded it up and threw it to the floor as I heard Cassidy coming down the
stairs. She spotted me on the couch.

“I thought you left.” She could see that I was upset,
“What’s wrong?”

I pointed to the front yard and she leaned over the couch
and peeked out the blinds.

“What the… Why are they here?”

She spotted the paper wadded up on the floor, “I’m really
sorry. I’ve always been careful. Someone must have tipped them off to where you
live.”

She picked up the paper, flattened it out and skimmed
through it. “My dad is going to freak out. I have to cancel.”

“Hang on. It’s not over yet. Do you trust me?”

“Of course.”

Pulling out my cell I dialed, “Hey Dad, is Mom up for
visitors today?” I continued making arrangements. “Cassidy, is it just your
dad?” She told me his fiancée, Lisa, was coming along with Jane and Cal.
“Should be eight of us. Great. See you soon.”

“What did you do?”

“All taken care of. We’re having your birthday celebration
at my parents’ place.” She looked like a deer in headlights. I walked to her
and put her shoulders in my hands and looked her in the eyes, “What’s wrong?”

“I’ve never met anyone’s parents, James, and my Dad has
never met anyone I’ve dated either.”

I laughed, “They’ll love you. You better call your Dad and
I’ll call Jane. Here’s the address.” Jotting down the address on a piece of
paper, I handed it to her.

She hesitantly pulled her cell out of her pocket and started
dialing.

“Hey Dad, yes we’re still on, but there’s been a small
change of plans. We’re having dinner at my, uh, a friend’s house.”

A friend! She had to know that she was more than a friend.

“Ok, see you soon.” She put the cell down and headed to the
kitchen.

“A
friend?”
Looking back to me, she started chewing
her nails and shrugged her shoulders. “Cassidy, we’re more than friends.”

“Well, a lady doesn’t presume anything. What should I have
told him? Yes, Dad, he’s great in the sack. Hung like a horse, too!” She was
smiling from ear to ear, “If I’m more than your friend then you need to let me
know.” She planted her hands on her hips and her eyebrows were raised at me.

I made my move toward her, cornering her in the kitchen, and
she didn’t flinch. “You’re more than a friend, Cassidy Charles.”

“Then what am I, James Benedict?”

I had her pinned against the wall and pushed her hair behind
her ears, “Girlfriend?”

“Tenant girlfriend is more like it.” I tickled her hips.
“Hey. You have to admit, girlfriend sounds silly at our age.”

Shrugging my shoulders I told her, “You’re more than a
girlfriend, Cassidy.” I leaned in and kissed her when there was a knock at the
door.

“Miss Charles, do you have a moment to make a statement
about your relationship with JB3?”

“Seriously, they’re knocking on my door?” She closed her
eyes and dropped her head on the wall behind her, looking defeated.

“Cassidy, go finish getting ready. Grab some sunglasses,
too, and we’ll leave. I’ll call Smith and he’ll come and deal with them. Okay?”
She agreed and I released her so she could go upstairs.

~ CASSIDY ~

When I got upstairs, I rethought my clothing choice and
traded my jeans for slacks and my tee for a blouse. I pulled my hair up into a
pony and curled a few strands hanging around my face before I applied some
light makeup. I was examining myself in the mirror, realizing I was a nervous
wreck, when I heard the front door open then close and heard voices.
Who was
it?

I made my way downstairs and spotted Smith and James
talking. When I got into the living room I saw Delaney as she pulled a red wig
out of her bag.

“What’s the plan, James?”

What in the world?
I looked to James, wondering what
the plan was indeed.

“Cassidy, you remember Delaney, she’s here to help.” I
nodded nervously. “You guys take the bike, they’ll think its Cassidy and I.
After they leave we’ll take the Rover. Sound good?”

“Easy peasy.” Delaney threw the wig on, checked herself in
the mirror above the mantel and asked, “How do I look, love?”

Smith walked over to her and kissed her cheek. “I think I
like you as a redhead.” She giggled.

Smith and James exchanged a high five like a couple of
school kids and then Smith and Delaney headed out the door.

James turned to me, “You can close your mouth, Cassidy.” He
was amused at the look of shock on my face.

“Delaney and Smith?” He nodded. “But, they’re, wow, I didn’t
see that one coming.”

Shrugging his shoulders, he mentioned that Smith and Delaney
had been together for several months.

“Where’d she get the wig?”

“Let’s just say Delaney likes to role play.” I immediately
chastised myself for asking the question and was disturbed that he knew that.
The look I gave him must have told him that. “Calm down. Delaney and I are
strictly friends.” He sauntered over to me, “I didn’t take you for the jealous
type.”

“Well, I am. Hands off, you’re mine! I don’t play nice with
others.” He was grinning profusely as I grabbed his shirt aggressively before
pulling his lips down to mine.

“I think I like possessive Cassidy,” and he kissed me again.

Surprised by my immediate hunger for him I yanked his shirt
out of his jeans and ran my hands up over his abs and chest. I raked my fingers
back down his chest before I slid my hands into his front pockets where I dug
in to find the side of his erection and rubbed it.

“We’ll be late, Cassidy.” He tugged on my lip as his hands
pulled me closer and he thrust against me.

“So what? More time for us, less time for them to give us
the third degree.” Pulling his belt open, and then his jeans, I plunged my
hands into his boxer briefs and claimed what was mine.

“Baby, we’ll be getting the third degree if we’re late.”

I stroked his cock with mad determination, “Please. I’ll be
quick. I want you hard and fast.” I bit his chest as I yanked down his jeans
and boxer briefs.

Moaning, he gave me what I wanted, “I can’t say no to you,
Cassidy.”

“Maybe you don’t want to say no.” Removing my hands from
him, I started discarding my own pants.

He was unbuttoning my blouse, “Why are the buttons so
small?” Before I could help him he ripped it open, “Oops.” He smirked at me
before nuzzling his face in my chest. He pulled my bra cups down and devoured
my breasts; one with his mouth and the other with his hand. Biting and sucking,
I just knew he was leaving a mark on me.

I managed to free my ankles of my pants and panties,
“James.” It was a plea and I didn’t have to say anymore. Sucking on my breast
as his other hand cupped my wet, naked sex, “OH, yes.” He showed no mercy as
two fingers pierced my vagina, “Holy shit!” He was digging and circling into me
as his thumb found my clit. “Please, wait; I want you inside me when I come.”

He growled, “I am inside you.”

“Your cock, I want your cock inside me.”

Snarling, he removed his hand from me and I sighed at the
loss of him. He maneuvered me to the dining table and lifted me so that I was
sitting on top and I eagerly spread my legs wide for him. Stroking him again, I
polished the bead of moisture all over his tip as he grabbed my hips and jerked
me to the very edge of the table. I braced my hands on the edge of the table
and looked to his face. I followed his gaze to find he was staring at my sex
while stroking his cock.

He inched forward and rubbed his erection all over my clit.
I threw my head back at the exquisite feeling. “Cassidy, watch me fuck you.”

A shiver ran through me at his words and I looked down just
as he pushed into me. The feelings coursing through me were intensified by
watching him claim me. It was more than intimate watching as he pulled all the
way out and slammed back in.

“I own you, baby.”

Breathless and panting I said, “Ditto.” It was the only word
I could muster. I continued watching him and my release was building with
increasing speed. I felt my clit tightening. “James…”

I closed my eyes for a moment, rejoicing in the sounds of
our bodies. Clenching around him, I recognized the change in his rhythm, as he
was close too. I opened my eyes and saw that he was tense all over and his eyes
were glazed over. Watching him as he watched himself fuck me sent me over the
edge. My knuckles were burning from gripping the table so fiercely and I lifted
to buck into him, my release now inevitable.

My orgasm wouldn’t cease. He lifted his eyes to mine, “I
love watching you come.”

I twitched again, clenching around him knowing he was
holding back and torturing me.
How did he do that?
It seemed to go on
forever.

“Ahhh, Cassidy.”

Finally he threw his head back and let his release claim
him. I was still shaking and moaning and I thought I could possibly come again.
He pulled out of me and rubbed his head all over me while his seed poured out
of his engorged head. The feeling of his cum bursting against my clit was too
much.

“Holy hell,” I fell back to the table as he continued
circling my tight nub. “Please, no.”