Making a very quick exit of the pub, Sebastian and Cassandra practically ran across the road to the boarding house. They were up the stairs and in their room is seconds. Once there, Bass locked the door and turned to Cassandra. She didn't wait for him to say anything, she just pushed him against the door and pulling him down to her by his shirt collar, she kissed him urgently. She couldn't stop herself. The attraction was too strong. She had been so many years feeling cold and empty, and Sebastian had come along and ended that. Every part of her wanted him. Now.
Bass was more than ready to comply. He let her be the aggressor for a moment, likening that she was willing to take the lead. Strong women turned him on. She obviously knew what she wanted and how to get it. That was extremely hot. But he was nothing if not a dominant male. He picked her up, her wrapping her legs around his hips, and walked her over to the bed while kissing, licking and biting down her throat. She had her head thrown back and her hands in his hair, while grinding her hips into his. His cock was hard and throbbing. He slid her down to sit on the bed. Standing in front of her, he gently touched her pretty face, tilting it up to look in her eyes. "You know this isn't a one-time thing, right? That I'm not going to vanish into the night or anything? Because that's not what I have in mind."
"That's good to know. I'm glad. Now please take your pants off," Cassandra said, with a smile. "You've just been waiting to say that again, haven't you?" Bass said with a laugh. "I have," she admitted. "Well, you already got that show," he said. "It's my turn." "Well, what about you, Sebastian? The show you got at the creek?" She reminded him. "You had a better view and nobody had been shot." He laughed and leaned down to kiss her some more. "I'll never forget it," he whispered in her ear. "I got caught jacking off that night, thinking about it." She fell back on the bed, laughing. He crawled on top and pinned her hands above her head. "You find that funny? I didn't. It was very embarrassing. I haven't had to do that since I was a kid." "You won't need to do it again anytime soon, if you'll let me go." Cass said while batting her eyes at him. "I will, for a kiss," he told her. Taking her lips in a hungry kiss, he let go of her hands.
All of the joking banter was forgotten and their passion flared. He sat her up and pulled her top off, kissing the tops of her breasts as they were uncovered. She stripped off his shirt while kissing his chest. Moving back to her lips, he bit a little, kissed a lot and was driving her crazy with what he was doing. He trailed hot, wet kisses down her neck, laying her back on the bed. Taking one full, pink tipped breast in his mouth, and the other in his hand, teasing it with his fingers, he licked and sucked her until she squirmed and panted. "Bass!" Please!" He switched sides. She was more than a little turned on by the time he finished. He kissed down her stomach, stopping to take off her boots and skirt. She now only had on her underwear, which were pink. It was Bass's new favorite color. Pulling her to the edge of the bed, he knelt in front of her. His fingers traced up and down her moist, still covered slit. He pressed his mouth to her, nipping her a little, through the fabric. "Fuck," She moaned.
That was almost his undoing. His cock was straining at his pants. He pulled her panties off roughly, pushed her legs apart and licked her, pushing a finger inside. She moaned loudly. She tasted as sweet as honey and he wanted to stay there all day. But she was so tight and hot and wet, he couldn't wait to feel himself push in to her. She was close to coming; he could feel her ready to go. "Inside me, Sebastian, Please, I want you!" Bass undressed quickly, climbing on the bed above her. She wrapped her legs around him. His already slick cock slid against her, pushing in a little, then pulling out. It hurt a bit. "Bass, go slowly, it's been a long time." He rolled her over on top of him. "You go slow, baby. Do whatever you want." She braced her hands on his chest and let his big cock slip into her, inch by inch. She felt stretched and full, but it was amazing. She rocked her hips and it got even better. Leaning down to kiss him, she slid up and down the length of him, taking him deeper every time. He moaned into her mouth, breathing harder. He guided her rhythm with his hands on her hips. She was starting to come, with her eyes closed. "Look at me when you come, Cassandra." She opened her eyes and met his, dark with lust. "Oh, Bass! Yes!" As her muscles were still clinching around him, he flipped her over. Still being careful not to hurt her, he had to have more. He pushed into her harder and faster, seeking his own release. He felt himself right at the edge. Leaning down, he kissed her as passionately as he could; trying to communicate how very good this was to him. He came. "Cassandra." Her name was a whisper from his lips. Holding her, still inside her, he knew that would happen many more times this night. And for years to come if he could keep her from finding everything out.