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find her tits. I eagerly push the bra away, taking the weight of her full tits into my hands. My dick has become painfully hard and large. And I am thankful that I decided to wear my combat pants instead of jeans.
     
    The way Cassie’s breathing has changed tempo, and her nipples have become hard little nubs as I fondle her tits. Indicate to me, that she is affected by my touch. Casually I lean back to watch her face. Studying her expression as it changes from sorrow to sensual. Without dropping my hands from under her vest I continue to play with her nipples. There are times when I would prolong Cassie’s pleasure just holding her like this. Today is not going to be one of those days.
     
    For the last six weeks Cassie has let me hold her and fondle her. But she has not taken my dick inside her. Today is the day I take back what is mine.
     
    “Linc?”
     
    “What Baby?”
     
    “You really think you’re about to get laid?” Cassie’s voice is a breathless whisper. Heavy with arousal.
     
    “Honey I’ve waited patiently for six weeks for this. You bet your sweet fucking ass I’m getting laid.”
     
    “Really Linc. Patience is not the word I would use. I remember you having several orgasms in those weeks.” she laughs, as she steps away from me, while pulling her bra back into place, shaking her head.
     
    The seductive swagger of her hips and the tumbling hair does not ease the pain in my cock. Yeah, my Cassie is one hot babe. I do not bother to hide my appreciation of the body standing in front of me as I blatantly drop my eyes down to her full lush breasts. The only obstacle I encounter in my appraisal is the dam vest she is wearing.
     
    The longer I study Cassie, the more pronounce my cock becomes as it tents against my pants. Just to make sure Cassie is aware of where this will be leading to, I openly slid my hand into my pants to rub my dick. As I cup my cock, my eyes travel down her body, taking in the flare of hips until I rest my gaze at the junction of her legs.
     
    Cassie is wearing the shortest shorts I have seen her in and the short cloth draws my gaze to the exposed, long tanned toned legs. Legs which have gripped me in her passion. My gaze resumes its study of Cassie’s body. For a moment, I let my gaze linger on her slender calves. Before moving down to her feet, which are bare of any covering, apart from the orange polish on her toes.
     
    “I will have sex with you Linc. But you’re not moving back and it does not mean that I have either forgiven or forgotten what you did.”
     
    “What the fuck does that mean?”
     
    “It means from the moment we met you took over my life. We never dated Linc, and that’s going to change. It’s what I want, and deserve. I fucking earned it.”
     
    Shit, my head is spinning, what the hell does she mean? I am not moving back in.
     
    “Oh and Linc. One more thing. Move out of the club. There’s an apartment over the studio you can live in.”
     
    “Whoa. Back up Cassie. What the fuck do you mean I’m not moving back in?”
     
    “It’s simple. You move out of the club into the apartment above the studio. You then date me and we get to have sex. Which part do you not understand Linc?”
     
    “If we’re having sex, I don’t understand why I cannot move back in?”
     
    “I have told you what I want. You know where the door is.”
     
    Fuck. This is not my Cassie. Thinking fast. OK at the moment I need to play it her way, and if this is what she wants. Then this is what she will get.
     
    “Upstairs now and make sure you’re stripped by the time I get there.” I order her. I want to take her long and slow. Although my dick has other ideas. Before following Cassie to our room, I check that the house is secure. Cassie may have won this battle. But I am the one who is about to receive his reward. After all I am about to have sex with a living Siren.
     
    It’s being six weeks since I was last in this bedroom. Before entering I pause by the