Cassie walked into her room, seeing the stranger sitting at the desk. Just the lamp on the desk and the one by her bed was on. She was only a little startled to see him sitting there, but the feeling of dread washed over her. She swallowed before saying anything. It was more a statement than a question. “You’re here for me, aren’t you.”
Denny sat hunched over the desk, reading a letter. “Yes I am.”
Cassie felt her stomach drop and her knees go weak. She cautiously made it to the bed and sat down. “I guess it would be pointless to ask how you found me.”
“Yep.”
Cassie cleared her throat. “He never meant to-”
“Yes he did.”
“Are you-”
“I’m never wrong.”
She leaned over carefully, trying not to make any noise, thinking about her mama’s revolver in her nightstand.
“It’s not there.”
“Oh.” She sat there with her hands on her lap, fiddling with her ring.
“I don’t know why you still wear that. He’s never coming back.”
She felt tears burn her eyes, but did not let them fall.
“You can cry around me. It won’t matter anyway.”
Cassie took a few calming breaths, feeling her heart beat erratically. “Can I ask you a question?”
“Of course.”
“Have you always been this heartless?”
Denny chuckled. “Lady, if you’ve seen or done half the things I have, then you wouldn’t have to ask that.” He turned his head to face her for the first time, letting her get a good look at him. He had shaggy brown hair, his skin darker, almost olive complected. His sterling silver eyes danced with dark amusement. His full lips tilted up in a cock eyed smile. It looked like he hadn’t shaved in a couple of days and had an even level of stubble on his face.
Cassie didn’t find his sense of humor one to her liking. “That doesn’t answer my question. What are you?”
This time he laughed. “What are any of us?” He turned to face her fully. The first thing she noticed was how big he was. The second was the Glock on his lap. She swallowed a little harder than she meant to. He followed her gaze and his face sobered. “Aren’t you going to tell me that I don’t have to?”
Cassie shook her head.
“You’re not going to beg me? Plead for your life?”
Again she shook her head.
Denny stood up and stretched.
Cassie gaped at his size. She wouldn’t have guessed from him sitting in the chair that he was a monster. He stood at least 6 and a half feet, and he was thick. Not a chubby thick, but a well rounded solidness. Without permission, her body responded in a way she thought was dead. It was cruel. Here she was moments away from death and her libido kicked in.
He grinned down at her. “Have you eaten yet?”
“No.”
“Do you want to?”
“Eat?”
“Yes.”
“Not if I’m going to die soon.” Saying the words out loud made her feel sick to her stomach.
“You act like it’s a bad thing. Accept it and it won’t be such a big deal.”
“That’s easy for you to say.”
Denny shrugged. “I can say it because I’ve been faced with death before. I face it everytime I go out my door.”
Cassie didn’t know what to say to that. She looked down at her hands. “Can I at least take a bath? I mean, I know I’m about to die soon, but it’s what I was planning on.”
“Sure. I’ll just sit in here and read or something.”
“How can you be so calm about this?”
“About what?”
“About what you’re about to do. Are you even getting paid for this?”
“Nope. Just loose ends need to be tied. If you want to be mad, blame him. I offered to leave you alone, and he told me to go to Hell.”
Cassie looked up at him, meeting his gaze. “I don’t believe you. Ben would have never done that.”
“Why would I lie to you? What would I gain?” His voice was calm and his eyes betrayed nothing.
“I don’t know. Maybe you’re sick. Maybe you’re going to do things to my body and you’re really just a sick wacko.”
Denny smiled. “We both know that’s not true.”
“Then why do it?”
“Everything that begins must end at some point. Your husband stealing from me and then telling me that I was a liar needs to be righted.”
“He’s dead, so it shouldn’t count.”
“Ah, but it does. Death does not change words a person said while they were living.”
“So you have no compassion to the situation?”
“My compassion is to finish what was started. This really is nothing personal.”
“But it is.”
“How?”
“You’re going to kill me because of something my husband said in the heat of the moment!”
“Ah, and there’s the fight. See you can stop yourself now, because I know what’s coming. I’ve seen it time and time again. You’re going to start telling me that I don’t have to do this, and then beg to be left alone. You’ll say that you’ll never tell anyone and even go to the farthest corner from me.” He sat down on the bed in front of her. “You’ll even cry and you might even scream. But it’s okay. It’s out of your control and you should just accept that.”
“What gives you the right to decide whether I live or die?”
Denny smiled at her. “Just go take your bath.”
Cassie frowned at him, but got up and walked over to her dresser, starting to pull out night clothes, but stopped herself. What would be the point of that? Instead she grabbed a notepad and pen.
She opened her bathroom door and turned to face him. “I could just escape out the window.”
“You won’t do that,” he said very matter of factly.
“How do you know that?”
“Because you’ve never been good at climbing, and by the time you made it out of the house, I would be out there waiting for you.”
“I could escape and leave the country.”
“Boundaries don’t mean a damn to me.”
Cassie sighed and walked into her bathroom, closing the door behind her. Once she was alone, she pressed her ear up against the door, seeing if she could hear him. Even knowing it was pointless, she locked the door. She glanced at her bathroom window, wondering if she really could escape out of her house. Tears finally fell down her face as she realized the end was near. There was no hope for her. She left her cell phone downstairs and no doubt she couldn’t go get it.
She started the water and began stripping. Cassie caught a glimpse of her reflection. Her blonde hair was mussed and her blue eyes were red, with dark bags underneath, evidence of a lack of sleep. Her body was affected as well. She had lost weight, and if she wasn’t so sad she could appreciate it. She left her thoughts with the mirror and looked at her bathtub. The water steaming as she turned it off. Slowly, she slipped into it, feeling her muscles relax. After a while, she grabbed her notepad and began writing.
~
An hour later, Cassie emerged from the bathroom, dressed in her bathrobe. If she was going to die, she was going to be comfortable. And that included one thing she wasn’t sure he would go for. She found him sitting on her bed, reading the book she checked out from the library.
“Did you have a nice bath?”
“It was pretty nice, yeah.” She set her notepad down on the night stand and grabbed her hair brush.
“So I see you didn’t try to escape.”
Cassie blinked at him. “Obviously.”
She sat down on the bed next to him.
“I’m just surprised that you didn’t try.”
“I didn’t think you could be surprised.”
He glanced up at her, his eyes dancing again. “Surprise.”
Cassie smiled in spite of herself. She could not begin to understand what was happening. The effect he had on her was insane. You couldn’t like the person who was going to kill you. There had to be some law against that. But here she was, enjoying her killer’s company. In the bathtub, she debated fiercely with herself, but now she decided.
“Can I ask you something?”
“If you’d like.”
“Have you ever had a girlfriend or a wife before?”
“My life style doesn’t allow me to.”
“And before then?”
“Before then?” He put the book down. “I had a girlfriend in high school and then I joined the military. After that, I never looked back.”
“But don’t you get lonely?”
“I feel that loneliness is a weakness I can’t afford.”
“But what about sex? Being with another person, even if it’s a hooker?”
“I don’t like to talk about that in the presence of a lady.” He picked up the book again.
“Oh, so you’re a virgin.”
Denny set the book down and stared at her for a second. “Just what are you getting at?”
Cassie licked her lips. “I want something from you, a trade.”
“Go on.”
“Since it’s my last night alive and my husband has been dead for more than a few months, I want to be with a man one last time.”
“I can’t allow you to leave the house.”
Cassie’s brow furrowed. “You know, for being so smart, I think I just found out where you’re not too bright.”
“Oh.” Denny chuckled, then went back to reading. “I’d break a tiny thing like you.”
“Wouldn’t matter if I was dead in the morning. I wouldn’t have to worry about any pain.”
“Well at least you’re accepting things.”
“Is that the only thing you have to say?”
“No.” Denny sat up and took his shoes off, placing them alongside the bed on the floor.
“So is that a yes?”
He stood up and pulled her up with him. She really was tiny compared to him. He was more than a head taller than her five foot four. He looked down at her. “What exactly do you want?”
“I want that feeling one last time. Just to feel good, feel wanted.” She grabbed his hands and placed them on her hips, noticing how big they were. She kept her head down but let her eyes look up at him. “I want you to make love to me and treat me like your lover.”
Cassie quivered as she stood in front of him. Mostly she was afraid he would tell her no. The other part was desire. Being this close to him, she could feel his energy humming. He radiated a power, and more than ever she wanted to feel that in bed.
Denny let go of her hips and studied her for a moment before saying anything. “You’re not wearing anything under that, are you?”
Cassie shook her head. Her hands went to the belt of the robe and she untied it. A smooth line of soft skin peeked out from beneath the robe. “If you say no, I’ll understand.” She shook the robe off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. “But you’ll have to excuse me for a little bit to do it myself.”
Denny chuckled and stepped towards her. “I’d have to be blind or a fool to turn you down.”
Cassie grinned and stood up on her toes to wrap her arms around his neck, delighted when he picked her up. Instinctively she wrapped her legs around his waist. He was a lot bigger than Ben was, and a lot more solid feeling. She breathed in his spicy scent as he sat on the edge of the bed with her on his lap. She settled her knees on either side of him, raised slightly until he pushed her down. His hands were a mix of smooth and rough, while his touch was firm and gentle. He caressed her back and reached into her hair, sliding it out of the way of her neck. Without any warning, he bit down into her skin, causing her to cry out.
Before she could say anything, he let go with his teeth, but sucked on the skin gently, using the tip of his tongue to trace small circles. He continued to make the small circles over where his teeth had been, then lifted slightly and blew on the spot, causing Cassie to get goose bumps.
He whispered into her ear, “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Cassie nodded her head, her eyes closed.
He bit her again. “That’s not very reassuring.” He sucked where he bit, harder than the first time.
“Yes!”
Denny turned his attention to her other side, continuing to bite, suck, lick and then blow gently. Cassie shuddered above him as his hands found her backside. Kneading and squeezing her firm and full ass, she could feel a prodding coming from beneath his jeans. He grabbed her thighs and stood up, turning them so he could place her on the edge of the bed. He kneeled in front of her, taking this opportunity to pay attention to her breasts. Gently he squeezed them, appreciating them and laying kisses on her collarbone and working his way down. His tongue would dart out and brush the skin around her nipples, but never touching them. It drove Cassie crazy to be teased like this. She would try to grab his head and place it where she wanted it the most, but he would avoid her with his strength.
“Be patient, honey.” His voice was husky and it vibrated along her skin. He rested his hands on her waist and trailed kisses down further.
“Lay back for me.”
Cassie lay back on the bed, feeling his hands slide from her waist down to her thighs. She knew what was coming, but wasn’t sure she wanted it. She kept her legs closed as Denny got up and walked behind her.
She wasn’t sure what he was doing, but before she could ask, he appeared again and kneeled in front of her. Cassie kept her legs closed, almost fighting him as he put his hands on her knees.
“If you want to play that game, you’ll lose.”
He leveled her with his intense gaze. She swallowed, but couldn’t bring herself to just let her legs relax. It was almost like she was having second thoughts. He had a predator’s smile on his face as he ripped her legs open. Cassie gasped and felt a flood of moisture gather and spill through her silken lips. Denny broke eye contact to look down and she watched him swallow. Without any warning, he reached his hand forward and slipped his finger up her shaved slit, gathering the cream on it. He brought it to his lips, making sure she was watching him and sucked it clean.
“Oh my.” He chuckled.
Cassie yelped in surprise as he shifted his grip and pulled her to the very edge of the bed very quickly. Her breathing had quickened and she couldn’t help but feeling the need to pant and he hadn’t even really touched her.
Denny picked up her legs and put them over his shoulders. Instead of diving for his prize, he took his time, kissing her inner thighs, first one then the other. After each kiss, he would lick a small swirl and then bite down. Cassie tried to sit up, gasping at the mix of pain and pleasure. At one point she wasn’t sure she could handle it, but as much as she wanted to protest, her body screamed and burned from the desire. She wasn’t sure she had ever been this turned on. The thought depressed her, but when he finally pressed his lips to hers, all thoughts were chased away. He kissed her a few more times, each kiss a little deeper, his tongue exploring her folds, discovering her secrets. He used his tongue to slip into her wet and tight hole.
Cassie whimpered and moaned as he continued to expertly eat her out. It was like he knew her body, like they weren’t strangers. She reached her hands down and ran them through his hair, surprised at how soft it was. She began to lift her hips and urging him verbally. He swirled his tongue around her clit without touching it, driving her even more crazy. She maneuvered her hips, trying to get him to at least brush it with his tongue.
Instead of obeying her, he began to nibble and suck on her lips.
“Please?” She was breathless and a light film of sweat covered her body.
He lifted his head and looked at her. His eyes dark but bright, like there was a light behind them. “Tell me what you want.”
Cassie swallowed. “I want to cum.”
Denny smiled. “I’ll think about it.”
Before she could protest, he put his mouth on her again and began to suck while flicking his tongue over her clit. Her hips bucked and she cried out.
He chuckled, causing sweet vibrations. Cassie concentrated on cumming. Ben had been good, but he hadn’t been able to get her to cum while he was going down on her. She panted and whimpered, feeling the pressure building. Cassie let her hands fall to Denny’s shoulders, squeezing her eyes shut.
“Just…like…that.”
Denny kept up his motions, his cock aching in his jeans, knowing he was about to make her cum. She squeezed his shoulders.
The pressure was at it’s fullest, and she felt the tilt. Colors exploded behind her eyelids as her clit began to pulse with sweet release. She cried out, whimpering as her body shook, her legs twitching and her toes curling. Denny pressed his tongue to her clit, feeling it pulse while her juices covered his chin. He looked up at her. She had raised up some, her hair hanging down and her eyes closed. Her chest rising and falling as she panted. When her body stopped quaking, she opened her eyes to look at him.
He sat on his haunches, holding onto her legs.
“Was that okay?”
He laughed. “Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that?”
Cassie blushed. “I’m sorry. I just never.” She let the sentence go unfinished.
“There’s a first time for everything.”
“Do you want me to…” She let her gaze wander down his body, letting her actions speak for her.
Denny’s lips twitched. “I wouldn’t tell you no.” He unbuttoned his jeans.
Cassie sat up and ran her fingers over the bulge, hearing his intake of breath. She unzipped his pants and carefully reached her hand inside, swallowing as she came in contact with the smooth hard flesh. Denny slid his jeans down some, her hand around his cock as it sprang free.
“Oh my…”
“Are you sure you’re up to it?” His voice was teasing as he looked down at her.
It’s wasn’t so much that he was big, than he was bigger than Ben. He wasn’t circumsized either. She leaned forward, gingerly placing her mouth on the head. He was salty and sweet at the same time. She flicked her tongue out on the underside and slowly took more of him into her mouth.
Denny gritted his teeth and resisted pulling her hair as he slid his hands through it. Cassie worked her mouth on him slowly, tasting him and teasing him. He looked down, watching her. She would pull her mouth off him to run her tongue along his length. She used one hand to stroke and squeeze while the other fondled his sac. It was almost too much. Gently he pulled back from her.
She looked up at him. “Did I do something wrong?”
The look in her eyes made his gut tighten. “Not at all. I just don’t want to go in your mouth.”
“Oh.” She looked down a second, seeming to be embarrassed. “Are you going to finish undressing?”
Denny’s lips twitched into a half smile. “I was planning on it.” With those words, he reached down and picked her up.
“Wrap your legs around me.”
Cassie obeyed as he settled them down on the mattress, her under his bulk. She breathed him in as he maneuvered them until her head was on the pillows. He kissed her neck, licking and nibbling gently, causing her to shudder. “Oh…” She stopped. “I don’t mean to break the mood, but can I know your name?”
He chuckled and whispered, “Denny.” Goosebumps raced down her body as his breath tickled her ear. His stubble was rough and smooth at the same time, causing an odd effect of desire as it rubbed her cheek.
“Do you know my name?”
He switched to the other side and whispered, “Cassandra.”
“Mmm. Say it again.”
“Cassandra.”
Cassie reached up and began unbuttoning his shirt, feeling the hard muscle beneath her fingers. His chest was dusted with golden hair, but his skin was smooth. His touch was firm, yet gentle as he ran his hands over her legs, up her thighs, to grab her hips. He pulled away from her and sat on his knees. She had gotten his shirt halfway unbuttoned, and he took over the process, taking his shirt off, leaving her flabbergasted. The gold hair that dusted his arms sat in an upside down triangle on his chest, with a thin line trailing from below his belly button to a nice soft patch above his cock. He was thick, but now she could tell it was all muscle, except for maybe a thin layer of chub, but it made him more pleasant to touch.
He moved to her side and slid his jeans the rest of the way off, giving her a nice view of his legs which like the rest of him were muscled and strong. He lay on his back and pulled her on top of him, startling her a little. He reached his hand into her hair and pulled her down for a kiss. Cassie sighed into his mouth as she kissed him, straddling his lap. She let her hands explore his body, touching all she could.
Denny’s lips were soft, but his kiss, like him, was firm. Cassie’s kiss turned from shy to hungry. He tasted so good, slightly sweet and spicy. She felt him reach behind her and took her cue by pushing her ass out some, feeling the head of his cock push gently at her lips. She let herself lower slowly, but was stopped by Denny.
“Tell me what you want.” His voice was low and husky and his eyes shined darkly.
“Make love to me, Denny.”
Denny smiled and let go of Cassie’s hip, letting her slide down his length. He kissed her then, hot and fierce. Their tongues entwined, teasing and touching. He let his hand wander up her side, his fingertips grazing and holding her breast. Cassie’s pussy squeezed involuntarily.
Denny groaned. He broke the kiss to watch as his cock disappeared. She was so tight and wet and it felt so good. Amazing in fact. When he had buried himself fully, she sat there for a second, both of them panting between kisses.
“Are you okay?”
Cassie didn’t let the irony escape that he was asking her if she was okay.
“I’m better than fine. How are you?”
“I’m great.” He sat her up a little straighter and leaned up. She watched as he took first one then the other nipple in his mouth. Her hips bucked and he chuckled. “I told you to be patient.”
They started out at a slow rhythm, testing the waters as it were. Denny lay back and watched as Cassandra rode him, leaning forward and keeping her hands on his chest. She whimpered and made other noises as he met her with thrusts of his own. He grabbed her and had her lay on his chest. Slowly he worked his cock in and out of her. “Angle your hips forward.”
Cassie did as she was told and let out a long low moan. The spot he was hitting. It was just right. She didn’t know how long it would take her, but she felt her orgasm building.
Denny groaned and fucked her faster, urging her. “Cum for me, honey.”
Cassie joined him, thrusting her hips down faster and harder. It didn’t take long before she obliged him, her orgasm racking her body as she cried out and lay down fully on his chest, panting.
“Oh my…”
Denny laughed low. “Are you gonna survive?”
Cassie laughed with him. “I think so. That was just so-” She swallowed. “That was so good.”
“I’m glad you think so.”
“Was it okay for you?”
Denny laughed again. “It still is, yes. As you can probably tell, I haven’t cum yet.”
Cassie blushed and sat up. “I don’t think I have any more energy for now.”
Denny sat up with her, shifting angles and causing her to moan. “That’s okay. We can change positions.”
His words caused a stirring. Could she handle more? When her and Ben made love, she would get one good orgasm out some of the time. She never imagined it possible to have more than one.
Denny shifted them and lay Cassie on her back. He looked so good right now. He wasn’t even sweating, where as she had made a couple of small spots on the bed. He re-entered her causing her to cry out. They locked eyes as he began a slow torturous rhythm that had them both breathing hard.
Cassie even lifted her hips so he could have more access. He leaned over her as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Cassie leaned up resting her head against his chest, breathing him in. She turned her head and let instinct take over and bit him on the chest. Denny stilled, harshly crying out, breaking her spell.
“Did I hurt you?”
“Do it again.”
Cassie obeyed, biting his flesh again, sucking and licking how he had done her. He continued thrusting, slow and steady, but she could tell he was having a hard time restraining himself. And she wanted it harder. A lot harder.
“You’re not gonna break me, you know.”
“I might.”
“You won’t.” She licked her lips and fought to look at him. “Fuck me. Hard and fast. Take what you and I both know you want.” She finished her sentence by biting him again, harder than before.
Denny growled and pushed her back on the bed. His hand enclosed around her throat. “Are you sure you know what you’re asking for?”
“Fuck me, Denny.”
Denny let go of her throat to grab her legs, mashing them together. He leaned down and huskily said in her ear. “I’m going to take what I want, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.” He bit her earlobe, making her cry out.
He pulled away from her, letting all but a couple inches slip out, then started to saw his hips in and out, working faster as he teased her with just the couple of inches. She was lost. There wasn’t a coherent thought in her head. All that there was, was Denny. She breathed him in and could only see him when she was capable of opening her eyes. She clutched at his hips, at his well formed ass. Pulling him closer. She heard him grunt above her, feeling his sweaty chest as he fucked her harder and faster.
Another orgasm slammed into her, taking her off guard. Cassie screamed her release and felt it spray around his cock, surprising the both of them. He only fucked her more, not giving her pause as he hammered her eager cunt.
Cassie licked her lips. “I want to hear you.”
Denny looked down at her, groaning at how good she looked beneath him. He stopped his thrusting and pulled out of her, causing her to protest.
“On your hands and knees,” he ordered.
Cassie shakily obeyed, turning away from him, facing the headboard. He didn’t abandon her cunt for long. As he pushed in to the hilt, Cassie gasped. If she thought he was big before, from this angle he was huge! But she didn’t mind. She pushed her hips back, rocking them up and down and side to side. Denny groaned. “You could keep that up and I wouldn’t mind.”
Cassie continued to rock her hips, shifting to going around in circles. She was close to cumming again, concentrating on backing her ass up to his pelvis and rocking harder. He surprised her by reaching down in front of them and rubbing her clit. She moaned and stopped at how good it felt. His other hand came down across her ass cheeks. “I didn’t tell you to stop.”
“Yes, sir.”
Denny moaned. “Oooh, say it again.” He slapped her ass again.
“Yes, sir.”
She felt his cock twitch and briefly wondered how close he was. The thought faded away as he began rubbing a little faster, keeping time with her hips. She twitched and sputtered, close to drooling as the motions were kept. Things like, “Oh and yes, and right there,” were uttered as she fell into Euphoria, until finally the breaking point was reached. She felt her pussy tighten and heard his intake of breath as she came again, her hips bucking against his, as his hand fell still, clutching her lips and applying pressure to her clit as she came.
“My turn.”
Denny roughly grabbed her hips and began to fuck her hard. His balls slapped against her pussy lips and she lost her strength, falling into her pillows with her ass up. He continued to pummel her with his cock as he panted. Cassie didn’t think it was possible, but she felt another orgasm pushing closer. She pushed her hips back and screamed, “Harder!”
Denny obliged and rammed his cock into her.
“I’m gonna cum!”
“Cum with me, Cassie!”
She screamed one word as the pleasure took hold.
“Denny!”
Her world collapsed into a multitude of colors and sounds. Denny was yelling with her as she felt his cock explode. The thought of protection didn’t even cross her mind. As far as she was concerned, there was no mind to be had. She was just one with him as they both collapsed, panting. She was still seeing sparks before her eyes as her heart raced. She could feel his thudding against her back as they lay there.
“Wow.”
Cassie smiled. “You can say that again.” She rolled over and looked at him. “I don’t know what to say.”
Denny smiled at her. “Wow seemed to cover it.”
Cassie smiled again, only this time it was sad. “That’s not fair.”
Denny’s brow furrowed. “What are you talking about?”
“I finally meet a sex god and he wants to kill me.”
He stiffened next to her. “Right.”
“What?”
Denny got off the bed and started to get dressed, sliding his jeans on.
“I didn’t mean to upset you.”
“You didn’t. You just reminded me of something.” He zipped and buttoned his jeans, leaving his shirt off.
“What did I remind you of?”
“There is one thing I could do.”
“What’s that?”
Denny reached into his pocket. From it, he produced a coin.
“Heads or tails.”
“Let me see it first.”
“You don’t trust me.”
Cassie smiled. “You think I should?”
Denny shrugged and handed her the coin. Cassie turned it over in her hands a few times making sure it was a regular coin. Of course it wasn’t something she had seen before and wondered just where this man had traveled. Earlier he said boundaries didn’t mean anything to him, and this was probably proof. She handed it back to him,
“So. Heads or tails.”
“Tails.”
Denny flipped the coin into the air and the both of them watched as he caught it against the flat of his hand. He lifted his hand away and smiled at her.