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CHAPTER THIRTEEN

The second Casper woke up, he knew where he was, who he was with, and what had happened hours earlier. And his cock remembered too, because it was hard once again and obviously wanted a repeat.

After they’d napped for about an hour, he’d woken Laryn and urged her into the shower.

She’d had a long day, as had he, and they both needed to get clean.

It had taken all his control not to make love to Laryn again, especially when they were plastered together in her small shower and covered in slippery soap, but she was half asleep and obviously needed to get some rest.

But now it was morning. They were both clean, rested, naked, and Casper was more than ready to show Laryn that what they had last night wasn’t a one-time fluke.

He inched the covers down until she was bare to him, and had to smile at the way one arm was flung over her head and she was slightly snoring. She was adorable in sleep.

Inching down her body, he rested between her legs and began to lightly suckle her. By the time she fully woke up, she was dripping wet from both his mouth and her arousal.

“Tate?” she mumbled .

“How sore are you?” he asked.

“Not that sore,” she said immediately.

Satisfaction swam through Casper’s veins. He climbed up her body, then rolled her over until she was on top and put his hands under his head. “Good. Now’s your chance. You said you wanted to go down on me…”

Laryn rolled her eyes but settled herself over him all the same. “Why am I not surprised you want a blow job this morning?”

“If you don’t want to…” he started, pretending to try to scoot out from under her.

“I didn’t say that,” she said quickly, reaching down to grip his cock.

Casper immediately fell onto his back once more and shuddered at the feel of her hand around him. She had callouses he could feel with every stroke. It was a working woman’s hand, strong and sure. And that was sexy as hell in his eyes.

When she leaned down to take him into her mouth, he swore he saw stars.

Her hand and mouth coordination was a bit clumsy, but that made her enthusiasm all the more exciting and authentic.

She wanted him, and even though it was obvious she hadn’t done this a lot, her desire for him was as much a turn-on as her touch.

She sucked and licked and learned his taste and shape as she pleasured him.

Casper hadn’t thought it would be too difficult to control himself, because he didn’t think anything could be better than being inside her, but he’d been wrong.

Seeing Laryn’s lips spread around him as she glanced up with those big brown eyes was almost more erotic than being inside her. Almost.

Without thought, Casper reached down and pulled her off his cock. Then he urged her forward until she was straddling him.

“Lift up a little,” he ordered. She might be on top, but he was definitely in control. She did as he asked, and he began to flick her clit, wanting her to get off at least once before she took him.

It didn’t take long. She seemed as primed as he was, and she was soaking wet. It seemed that sucking him off turned her on just as much as it did him. Which was good to know. Again, his Laryn was passionate as hell, and he couldn’t be happier about that.

She began to undulate over him, and it was all Casper could do to keep his fingers on her sensitive bundle of nerves. Her body betrayed her pleasure, and she began to shake and tremble as she orgasmed.

“Now, Laryn. Take me now!” he ordered, reaching down and holding his cock up for her to sink down onto.

She did as he asked, and it wasn’t long before he was once more buried inside her perfect body. It seemed to him that she took him easier this morning than she had the night before. He was fucking made for her, and he couldn’t be more pleased about that.

With him buried all the way inside her, she could give him some of her weight, and she rocked her hips back and forth until her orgasm waned.

Then he took her hips in his hands and said, “Your turn to take me now, Laryn.”

The excitement in her eyes made a spurt of precome leak from his dick deep inside her. Resting her hands on his chest, Laryn lifted her hips, exposing his now glistening cock, before sinking back down. She did that a few times before speeding up her movements.

She felt amazing, and watching her bob up and down on him was almost as erotic as the way her body swallowed his cock each time she bottomed out on top of him. Her generous tits bounced with her movements, and her belly and thighs clenched as her muscles worked to take him .

“Beautiful,” he murmured, reaching up and palming one of her tits. He squeezed it and felt her inner muscles respond.

This was amazing, and he could’ve lain under her and watched her fuck him all morning. But, unfortunately, they both had things to do. Work wasn’t going to wait for them, and the absolute last thing he wanted was to have their relationship interfere with either of their careers.

“Faster, Laryn. Fuck me hard and fast. Now. Do it!”

She did. Her tits bounced harder and she moaned each time she slammed down on him. She felt incredible—but it wasn’t quite enough.

Casper put his hands on her waist and held her still above him. “Can you hold yourself there?” he asked.

Laryn licked her lips and nodded.

He began to fuck her from below, harder and faster than she’d been able to manage from her position.

Her head fell back and she cried out, then she looked down between them and watched him take her.

Casper couldn’t help but follow her gaze.

They were beautiful coming together. His hard cock, her soft body opening to him.

There was a metaphor in there somewhere, but he was too aroused, too close to the edge to think of what it might be.

Then he was coming. Pulling her down on top of him once more, and filling her to overflowing with his come. Looking up into her dazed eyes, Casper vowed to always remember this moment.

“ Now I’m sore,” Laryn said with a small smile, her hooded eyes looking down at him.

Concerned, Casper immediately lifted her off him and scooted to the side. “Damn. No time for a bath for you, but go take a hot shower. I’ll start on breakfast for us.”

“I was kidding. Well, sort of,” Laryn told him.

“I wasn’t. And I’d offer to come assist in taking care of you, but we both know that won’t get us to work any faster. ”

She grinned.

Casper swung his legs over the side of the bed, feeling better than he had in months.

And not because he’d just had more sex in the last eight hours than he’d had in the last year.

It was starting his day with Laryn by his side.

He was as comfortable with her as he was with his fellow pilots, and that was saying a lot.

He was excited about the change in their relationship and how that might carry over to the workplace.

Some people might not want to work with their partners, but he had a feeling being intimate with her would only make them both better at what they did.

Leaning over the bed, grinning at how she immediately pulled the sheet up to cover herself, Casper gave her a fast kiss but didn’t pull away.

“Today’s gonna be busy. Hell, the next couple of weeks will be busy, but I’m going to hold last night and this morning in my head, and when I’m feeling overwhelmed or pissed off, I can take out the memories and calm myself.

You do that for me, Laryn. Give me a safe place to go when I need one. When people piss me off.”

“What about when I piss you off?” she asked with a cheeky grin.

“You don’t.”

She flat-out laughed. “Yes, I do. When I won’t do what you say, when you say it. When I disagree with you. When I contradict you in front of your friends.”

It was Casper’s turn to grin. “Truth? I like that you aren’t a pushover. I need more of that in my life.”

“Well, you’ve got plenty of it with me, bub. Just because we’re sleeping together doesn’t mean I’m suddenly going to turn into a simpering miss. I’m still going to do what’s best for that chopper you’re flying, and not necessarily what you want or think is best. ”

“I’d expect nothing less. Just one more way you’ve got my back. Up. Shower. Hot water. Then food.”

“Ugh. You, man. Me, woman,” Laryn teased.

Casper kissed her once more, then turned to leave, knowing he was flashing his ass at her and not caring.

He leaned over to grab his briefs and flight suit from the floor and turned to see Laryn’s gaze was right where he wanted it…

on him. He shook his ass at her, loving the laughter that rang out behind him as he walked out of the bedroom.

This time, he had a change of clothes in his trunk, which he’d go grab before seeing what he could scrounge up for breakfast.

The thought that he couldn’t wait to bring Laryn back to his place—where he had a full pantry stocked with all sorts of things he could make for her—flashed through his mind.

But if she felt more comfortable with him being in her space, he had no problem with that either.

He’d just have to go to the store and fill her pantry with more choices for when they got hungry.

Feeling like a different man this morning, Casper barely resisted the urge to whistle as he prepared to get on with the day.

As the day went by, it was a struggle to hold on to the carefree feeling he’d had that morning, but recalling the look in Laryn’s eyes after she came, and after he emptied himself inside her, was enough to help keep him calm when the chaos of the upcoming deployment threatened to take over.