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“I don’t feel about Roxy the way I do about you. I don’t feel about any of them that way.”

“How many… are there?” Cass asked, still backing away from him.

“Is a precise number important?” Kon smiled and grabbed her wrist.

Cass wrenched free, lurching into the fender of the rusty Oldsmobile. Kon stood there, not sure if he should apologize, until Cass raised her hand and crooked her finger at him.

“You give up very quickly… for someone who cares about me… so much.”

“Worried you’d punch through my forcefield. I’m not used to that, you know.”

“Maybe you should… get used to it.”

He was on her in an instant, his lips against hers, his crotch where hers was, his chest making her pert breasts flat against her sternum. Somehow her left tit slipped out of her halter. Kon cupped it in his fingers.

“Geez, that’s nice,” he exclaimed, feeling all of it in his big hand, the perfect blend of firmness and softness … what was it other than Cass?

His hand felt hot on her breast. Almost too hot for Cass. The fire she remembered, but raging much hotter now. Because now she knew she could let it burn through all of her and she would only enjoy it. She had spent enough time wishing she had to know that now, she should.

Again Kon’s lips approached hers, but this time slowly. Not cautiously, but lovingly. Knowing, as she did, that she would open her lips and embrace his tongue. Learning that she would hear herself moaning in response to such a kiss. Or maybe she was really responding to the grinding of his hard, throbbing cock upon her mound.

All her muscles were putty as he helped her through the open door of the cast. It was so easy; easy because she was letting him do it. She felt the coolness of the seat on her bare ass. He had pulled off her jeans and now he touched the strings of her halter. Cass wondered if she should try to stop him. She knew she wasn’t. What she was doing, she realized, was feeling the warmth of his exposed cock touch her belly. His pants were down too.

He’s taking the lead, she thought to herself. That’s not so bad. Not like I know what to do. Well, that’s something to say for Roxy Leech. She let him practice on her—now he knows what he’s doing.

Beyond that, she couldn’t bring herself to care. It was something Steph would tell her to care about and she loved Steph but right now, Steph could fuck off.

“You’ve got incredible tits, Cass,” Kon said. Her halter had fallen away now and his eyes were all over her chest. “God, they’re beautiful.”

“Stop talking,” she told him, because she knew her breasts were small, nothing at all like what most every woman on the Titans had. But she didn’t think Kon was just flattering her. The way he was touching her breasts, kneading them, pinching them… it didn’t at all feel like a thing he was doing just to charm her. No, he really appreciated them. And being appreciated sent waves of blazing desire straight down to her pussy.

“One more thing, one more thing,” Kon murmured, kissing her again, seeming like he couldn’t decide between kissing her and getting the words out. “You really want to? I don’t want to if you don’t really want to.”

Cass could hear his heart hammering in time with hers. His pulse beaconed, a little staccato in his neck. It was exposed. All of him was exposed. And she was exposed with him.

“Yes,” she said, moving in with her own kiss. “I really want you… to stop talking.”

He bore her down to the car seats and moved to get between the legs she opened for him.