Kassidy woke up, confused when she saw Sean sprawled all over her bed... again. She almost freaked out until she realized that she was still wearing her oversized nightshirt and her pussy wasn't sore and throbbing. She looked at Sean: His tousled brown hair, his straight nose, his perfect lips... it really sucked that there would never be a future between the two.
As if he could feel her eyes on him, his eyes flickered open. He looked at her and smiled. When he remembered what happened last night, his smile faded.
"Good morning, Sun-Sean!" Kassidy sang happily and laid beside him.
"Morning, Kass," he said, ruffling her curly hair.
"Are you hungry? I'll make you whatever you want...," she said with wide, hopeful eyes, hoping he would take her peace offering.
"I, ah, I'm not sure that's a good idea, Kassidy," he said, sitting up and stretching. Kassidy's eyes watched hungrily as his muscles flexed yummily as he arched his back to stretch.
"Please, Sean?" she asked, breaking eye contact with his abs long enough to make eye contact with him.
"Okay," he agreed, against his better judgment. It was going to be tough keeping his hands off of her, especially if she kept eye-fucking him the way she was... "You know what I like."
Kassidy nodded happily and went into the kitchen. Within minutes, the smell of eggs, bacon, and toast filled the air, sending subliminal messages to Sean's stomach. He watched intently as she maneuvered her way around the kitchen. She sang aloud to 'Unwritten' by Natasha Bedingfield and moved her curvy body to the beat. She was too cute... this was the Kassidy Levine that he fell in love with years ago. It was then that he decided to give it another try... While Kassidy was making orange juice, he walked behind her and slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her close.
"Sean, I-" she began and he planted kisses along her slender neck, "I can't do this with you... I'm not going to lead you on."
"You look so sexy in here singing and dancing... I tried, Lord knows, that I tried to keep my hands to myself but it just occurred to me that it's been about four ENTIRE days since I've been inside you," he whispered, sending a wave of chills over her body. She groaned as he pressed his erection against her ass, "Tell me you don't miss it."
Kassidy felt her knees grow weak and her pulse quicken. Sean's hands began to gingerly grope her breasts over the thin material of her shirt. He smiled to himself when her heard a small moan escape her throat. "Tell me you don't miss it, Kassidy," he repeated, rubbing small circles around her nipples and tweaking them ever so often.
"Sean, this isn't a good idea," Kassidy said, desperately clinging to reason, "This is just gonna make it harder on us later."
"Kassidy, please... just this once, for old time's sake," he said, turning her to face him. She nibbled on her bottom lip and nodded her consent.
He ran his forearm across the counter, pushing objects to the floor. He sat her on the cleared countertop and attacked her mouth with his before she had time to change her mind. He pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her only in her panties and continued to massage her tongue with his. He left her hungry mouth and kissed down her neck to her breasts. He took a stiff nipple into his mouth and nibbled it softly.
"Mmm, Sean, please don't fucking tease me," she pleaded, her hot body shuddering in anticipation.
"Kass, if this is gonna be my last time with you, I want it to be perfect," he said, pulling away from her nipple and looking into her eyes. The intensity behind his stare took her breath away and all she could do was nod.
