All In by Fallon O'Donahue

orgasm, her fingers shaking as she ran them up and down his arms, his kiss firm on her lips. “Your turn,” she whispered.
    “Mmm,” he answered, reaching over into his nightstand to grab a foil packet. “Put it on me, Cass,” he placed the condom in her shaking hand.
    “It’s been so long,” she fumbled, gripping the tip before gently rolling it down his length.
    “Ridiculously long,” he moaned as she squeezed the base of his penis lightly.
    She squealed as he grabbed her and rolled her onto her back. He hovered, holding Cass’ arms at her sides. He kissed her, hard, and let one hand stroke her sex, spreading her juices to smooth his entry. A finger, then two, caressed her inner walls, and she moaned in his mouth. “Let me hear it,” he demanded.
    “Maddox,” she whispered. “I haven’t…it’s been so long,” her worried eyes met his soft reassurance.
    “I promise. Slow and easy,” he kissed her neck as his tip entered her. She sucked in a breath. She began to mewl as his progress slowed, and he eased his way into her. “You feel so fucking good, Cass. So. Fucking. Good.”
    Their breaths quickened as he picked up his pace, pleasure filing her. She met his hooded gaze, and they watched one another as pleasure built up inside them both. “I’m so close, Cass,” he moaned as he began pumping into her. The only sounds in the room were their panting breaths and his hips slamming into her. Skin smacking skin.
    His hand moved from her side to her sex, stroking the sensitive nub as he pumped in and out. Pleasure clouding her eyes. “Maddox! Maddox!” she cried his name as she lost herself in her orgasm. A few more pumps before he cried out her name and joined her over that edge.
    They lay there, entwined in one another, their chests heaving as they tried to catch their breaths.
    Maddox pushed himself up on his elbows, looking her in the eye. “You, Cassidy Moore, are amazing.” He wove his fingers around a lock of her hair. She blushed and pulled him down in a soft kiss.
    “I do think that the accolades go to you, sir,” she grinned, a slight moan exiting her throat as he pulled out, and tied off the condom.
    “Yes, well, I told you once I was good,” he grinned.
    “So modest. And what was my answer?” she teased, knowing perfectly well what she had said that day. She’d burst his bubble by telling him that he could think he was good, but everything was about compatibility. What one woman found satisfying, another would find dull and boring. Some loved sex, and some would rather just lay there and get it over with.
    “Not the one I was hoping to get,” he pouted, stroking her arm, sending aftershocks of her orgasm through her.
    “And what was the answer you desired?” she whispered.
    “This,” he said, pulling her toward him, planting another breathtaking kiss on her lips before taking her over that edge yet again.

    * * *
    C ass awoke as the dust mites played on the first rays of sun peeking through the curtains. A smile creeped across her face as she backed up into the warmth behind her. She had but a moment to revel in the feel of the man cradling her before panic set in.
    Her mind began spinning with memories of the night before. Warm, happy moments of his soft caresses, hot words, and deep kisses. Then the embarrassing moments of the sucking sound their sweat-slicked bodies made as they pulled apart, the condoms strewn over the floor, and the overall embarrassment of being naked with Maddox. Oh! She was naked…in Maddox’s bed.
    She moaned inwardly and tried to ease her panicked breathing, conscious that she didn’t want to wake him. She pulled away, careful to move slowly so he’d remain asleep. She had to pee, and she needed time to process. As she took a step toward the bathroom, she looked back at the man she had dreamt about so many times. His face was so peaceful as he slept. His hair stuck up in all odd directions, his face dark with a night’s worth of stubble. His hand