When Cassey Emerson graduated high school
3 years ago, she packed her bags and left the dusty trailer park she called
home in the rear view mirror. Since then, she has worked hard to give herself
the life, and career, that she always dreamed of. As the Publishing Assistant
at Knight Media, her dreams are slowly but surely coming
true…
But something is
missing…
Kyler Knight is young, rich and the heir
to the multi-million dollar fortune that is known as ‘Knight Media’ – the
biggest and most successful media company in Chicago. When his father decides
it’s time for Kyler to learn the ropes as successor, he didn’t think it would
include working with someone like Cassey Emerson.
Their attraction is immediate and Kyler
is everything Cassey should stay away from. He can’t give her what she wants,
but that doesn’t stop him from pursuing her. When one passionate night changes
everything, Cassey must decide whether or not she can accept what Kyler is
offering, or walk away from how he makes her feel.
Suddenly, things change, lines are
blurred, hearts are broken and Cassey is left to pick up the pieces after her hot,
steamy relationship with Kyler becomes so much more…
Can she move
forward or was she always destined to fall?
*This is an Adult Contemporary Romance
Novel. Recommended for readers 18+ *
(Insert buy links)
Cassey
We’re completely naked,
and the feel of Kyler’s hard muscles beneath my fingertips is sending my libido
into overdrive. He rests his hands on my bare hips, circling his thumb slowly,
and pushes me towards his King size bed. The edge of the bed hits me behind my
knees and Kyler stops.
“Lie down on your
stomach,” he instructs. His voice is deep, commanding and dark. I shiver,
causing Kyler’s cock to harden against my thigh. I spin around and crawl onto
the bed, deliberately swaying my hips side to side. If he wants to drive me
crazy, then surely I must return the favor. I lie down, propping myself up on
my elbows and look behind me from over my shoulder. The bed dips and Kyler
moves closer on his knees. His hands slide around my waist and he lifts me up
so that my bum is propped in the air. I feel him lean down, blowing hot air
across my shoulders and biting the soft flesh of my neck. A moan escapes my
lips. He’s driving my delirious and the fun hasn’t even begun yet. “Tonight, I
will take what I want from you, as many times as I want and you will love every
second I’m doing it,” he growls. “I won’t stop until you’re completely and
entirely consumed with pleasure, and filled with nothing but
me.”
His words leave my
breathless and wet, and he knows it. I close my eyes as he leans back. His
hands move around my bum, rubbing slowly until his fingers brush my soaked
entrance. One finger slips in and then another, and he rubs slowly, adding a
bit more pressure. I whimper and push my bum out more, wanting to pull his
fingers deeper. I hear the sound of foil ripping, and then his fingers
disappear. I’d be disappointed but I’m too wound up for what’s about to happen
next. The only sounds are our collective heavy breaths and it only adds to the
heady anticipation.
Kyler shifts behind me
and the head of his cock probes my sex. I like it; how he makes sure I’m ready
to accept all of him. He pushes in a little further and I feel myself
stretching to accommodate both his generous length and delicious thickness. His
hands tighten around my waist and he enters me fully until I feel his thighs
pressed against mine. “Oh God,” I moan, clutching the comforter in my hands.
‘”Feel me, baby,” Kyler breathes harshly hissing through his teeth. He starts
moving faster, in and out, and just when I think I can’t take anymore, he
slows. He’s prolonging it, I know, but I need him to deliver on his promise to
take from me what he wants over and over and over again.
“Kyler,” I moan out his
name, a plea.
“I’ve got you,” he
says.
His hips increase their
pace and he pushes into me faster and faster and I bite my bottom lip. I feel
it building, deep inside. Kyler’s hand reaches into my hair and he pulls my
head up. My back arches and his stroke deepens, making me scream out in
pleasure. My body is on fire and I’m slowly losing my mind, but it’s the most
glorious feeling ever. Kyler’s balls slap against my skin and the sound
encourages him to go even faster, and harder. He lowers his body and cups my
breasts from behind, never slowing his hips.
“Jesus,” he growls next
to my ear. “You feel so fucking good.”
“Harder!” I scream. “I
want it harder!”
The bed shakes beneath
us as Kyler’s murderous strokes harden, the sound of slapping skin filling the
air around us. His hands squeeze my breasts and the tip of his cock hits me
deep. Every. Single. Time.
“You,” he bites out.
Slap. “Are.” Slap. Groan. “Mine.”
Slap. Moan.
Kyler’s hand slides down
my sweaty torso and stops between my slick folds. “I can feel myself moving
inside you,” he grinds out. “Do you know how hot that is? Do you know how crazy
it makes me?”
“Hmmm,” I whimper. He
starts rubbing my clit and pushes into me, once. Twice. When his cock hits my
core the third time, my body explodes and my orgasm shatters the world around
me. I shake, my body pulsating as Kyler finds his own release. He collapses
into me, our chests moving up and down while we catch our
breath.
“I’m not done yet,” Kyler
says. “Not even close.”
He wraps his arms around
my waist again and pulls me up, sending an after-shock wave through my
system.
“Kyler, I don’t think -
”
“Ssshh,” he interrupts
me. “Trust me.”
He stretches his legs
out in front of him and I’m straddling him, my back to his front. He lies down
on the bed and grips my hips. He starts moving me, slowly at first, until I’m
sliding up and down his cock. He wasn’t lying when he said he has stamina. It’s
been ten minutes since our first orgasm and he’s already hard
again.
“I need to see you,” I
tell him.
“Ok,” he replies,
lifting me up so that I can turn around. He slips back inside me and I press my
hands to his chest. He rests his hands behind his head and smiles up at me.
It’s smug. “Your turn,” he says. “Ride me.”
“With pleasure,” I tell
him with a smug smile of my own.
I start moving and
rotate my hips, around and around and then up and down. Kyler’s breathing
accelerates and I know I’m doing it right. I bring my hands up and rub my
breasts, pinching my nipples between my thumb and forefinger.
“Oh fuck,” Kyler
breathes harshly. His eyes watch me carefully and even with only the moonlight
streaking through the large windows of his bedroom, I can see his eyes are
black. Seeing him so turned on, because of me, only encourages me and I decide
slow and steady isn’t going to cut it. Kyler has unleashed something in me and
there’s no way I’m shoving it back. So I lean back and steady myself on Kyler’s
thighs, digging my nails into his taut muscles.
“What are you - ” his
words are cut off when use my legs to move up and down his cock. I’m in
complete control now and the power is an absolute turn on. I increase my pace
and start bouncing, riding Kyler hard. Our skin starts slapping again and my
moans fill in the silence in the room. Kyler’s fingers dig into my hips, and
without warning he sits up and flips us over before slamming into me again.
Something about it tells me he doesn’t like that I was in control but I’m too
close to the edge of another orgasm to care right now.
“Yes!” I cry out. “Yes!
Yes! Oh fuck me, YES!”
My back arches, my toes
curl, my nails bite into Kyler’s arms and another explosive orgasm rips me into
pieces. I scream Kyler’s name as he joins me, our bodies humming and vibrating
together. He leans into me, resting on his forearms on either side of my head,
and keeps rotating his hips as we ride out our wave of
ecstasy.
“Fuckit, woman. You’re
going to kill me.”
He kisses me, his tongue
probing my mouth as gently as his cock moves inside me. Slow, lazy
circles.
“I could think of worse
ways to die,” I chuckle into his mouth. My hands slide down his damp skin and I
clutch his tight bum, grinding my hips into his and pushing him deeper. I’m too
exhausted, yet completely satisfied, to go another around, but I like having
Kyler inside me. He brushes my hair off my sweaty forehead and kisses the side
of my mouth.
“Shower?” he
asks.
“Uh-Uh,” I reply,
shaking my head.
He chuckles and I feel
it travel to where our bodies are still connected. He sucks in a breath, his
eyebrows lifting up in question.
“You need rest,” he
states emphatically. “But let me clean you first.”
He goes to move but I
wrap my legs around him. He looks down at me, a determined shimmer in his
eye.
“Ok, baby. If that’s how
you want to play…” he trails off. Seconds later he’s lifted me off the bed but
has managed to keep us glued together. He walks us to the bathroom, me wrapped
around him in every sense of the word, and steps into the shower. He shows me
what he can do in the shower and it has nothing to do with getting clean, and
by the time we climb into bed, I’m asleep before my head hits the pillow.
Kyler’s arms tighten around me, pulling me close into his
chest.
I’m asleep, but I can
still feel the smile on my face.
And I’m happy. But I
shouldn’t be.
Tamsyn is a
22 year old blogger turned author from South Africa who has an insatiable
hunger for New Adult Contemporary Romance novels, coffee and chocolate. When
she’s not getting caught up in yet another steamy romance with a new book
boyfriend, she can be found spending endless hours working away on her laptop
in pursuit of her Marketing degree and a career in book Publishing. Tamsyn is a
Brat when it comes to books and believes that every story, no matter how
challenging, should have a Happy Ever After. Tamsyn currently has 2 novels
available Beneath Your Beautiful, Precious Consequences, and is getting ready
to release her 3rd novel Destined to Fall.
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