“He’s working,” Georgia said with a frown.
“Oh!” Cassie said as though she’d just remembered. “What about Winnie? Did anyone invite her?”
Georgia nodded. “I did. She couldn’t get a sitter.”
From what Cassie had told me, Winnie seemed like another ballbuster of a woman. I was really looking forward to meeting her.
Always late to the party, Wes walked up right then. “Who couldn’t get a sitter?”
“Winnie,” Cassie told him. “You’d really like her, actually. She works with Will.”
Wes waved it off. “Last thing I need is a woman with a kid.”
Kline and I cringed in sympathy.
“That’s fucking awful,” Cassie snapped.
“Oh no, he didn’t,” Dean whispered dramatically.
“Seriously. Forget that, then. She deserves better than you,” Cassie scoffed, and Wes just shook his head, looking to the men, but not a single one of us was willing to go down with his ship.
Sorry, dude.
I had a woman to think about now.
One I very much hoped would reward me for my loyalty tonight.
Her eyes said she would.
Wild for wild, prank for prank.
As soon as I found someone to watch my goddamn pig, I was going to take that woman for a ride.
We looked radioactive as we tumbled through the door to our apartment that night. Cassie was wrapped around me like a glove, and I didn’t have any desire to come up for air.
I didn’t care if the apartment looked like a goddamn pride parade under a black light.
Phil barely made it through the opening before I shoved it shut with the weight of Cassie’s perfect body.
“God,” she moaned as I ate my way down the line of her throat with my teeth.
“No, baby. Thatch.”
Her fingers shot out and pinched my nipple ring with a rough tug. Thankfully, the state of my dick was too important to her right now.
Redistribution of blood flow made the move even more painful. When she licked the seam of my lips, it transitioned straight to pleasure.
I hiked her higher on the door and put my face directly between her tits. Her hands worked to loosen the waistband of my jersey shorts, pulling them and my boxer briefs free of my fully erect dick in one motion. I shoved it against her as soon as it was free, trapping her hand between us.
“You wet for me, baby?”
“I could be wetter,” she challenged, and I growled. Phil snorted relentlessly at my feet until finally climbing into my shorts and underwear at my ankles. Cassie looked down and cackled.
“This gives a whole new meaning to having an animal in your pants.”
I laughed as she pushed my shirt up and over my head, leaving me completely naked, save the pig and pants around my ankles.
She shoved off the door with her palms to get us moving, and I stumbled, nearly going down in a tangle of epic proportions. Squeals pierced my ears from her and Phil.
I laughed and righted myself before shuffling down the hall with her ass in my hands. She giggled and threw her hands in the air as I licked at her neck.
When we finally made it to the bed, I dumped her down with a flourish and stood back with my hands on my hips. Her eyes gleamed as they locked on my dick.
“You’ve got on way more clothes than I do,” I told her. “Way too many clothes.”
She smirked, sat up, and grabbed the hem of her tank top, pulling it up and over her head. I watched as her tits held until the last second and then bounced down, bare and pebbled and perfect.
My dick jumped.
“I could have sworn you were wearing a bra tonight,” I told her, reaching out to tweak one nipple with a finger and a thumb. She pushed her chest closer to me and moaned through a smile.
“It’s built in to the tank top,” she explained as I closed a nipple in my mouth.
“What?” I mumbled.
She laughed. “My bra. It’s built in to the tank top.”
A drop of precome leaked from the tip of my cock as I pictured my dick between her tits.
“Thatch!”
“What?” I said with a laugh. “Bras are blasphemous. Don’t ever mention them in this house again.”
“You brought it up!”
Laughing, I pushed up off the bed, sadly away from her tits, and pulled a squealing Phil from between my legs. He took off running as soon as he hit the floor, but he was the last priority on my list right now.
Making quick work of the fabric around my ankles, I shoved it all down and off at the same time as my shoes and socks, and put my knees to the bed on each side of Cassie’s hips.
“I think you’re forgetting something.” She laughed, gesturing to her still-fastened pants with a jerk of her head. But I shook mine as I climbed to straddle her, skimming my way up her body until my dick lined up with her chest.
“Don’t worry, honey,” I told her. “I’ll get to those eventually.”
“Thatch—”
“Unbutton them, baby. Touch yourself while I fuck your tits for a minute.”