21
As if by mutual agreement, Cassie and Kevin kept things on the light side after that first time in his bed. That was great, as far as Cassie was concerned.
Fantastic.
Exactly how she wanted things.
With Kevin, she never felt tied down or smothered. She never felt ignored, the way she used to feel with her brothers, as if she had to be twice as funny, twice as lively to be noticed. She also never, ever felt disappointed. Especially in bed. But really everywhere and anywhere.
Sex with Kevin was pure magic. Slow when it needed to be, hard when it counted. Being with him was like floating down a river on a whitewater raft, mostly smooth and relaxing, with an occasional patch of wild excitement.
She’d always loved river rafting.
But this was better.
They just had so much fun together
