Forty
Cassie
By the time we reached home, I was ready to rip Cody’s clothes off. It was like everything that had happened during the summer was washed away by his kisses and his voice saying ‘I love you’ over and over again.
I was surprised that we made it home alive. Cody had a hard time concentrating on the road while I nibbled on his ear, unbuttoning his shirt. He had let out a delicious moan when my fingers traced the muscles of his washboard stomach. I never thought we’d be able to be like that again. I wanted him. I needed him.
We stumbled into the house, groping each other and tearing each other’s clothes off. His kisses were deep and hot and filled me with such longing that I impatiently lead him into the bedroom.
When I felt my legs being taken out from under me as he swept m
