Cassius grimaced a bit. “She has a mild concussion. However, Atticus and his girlfriend, Pryce, are going to stay with her tonight, just to keep an eye on her.”
That surprised me. “Why would your brother’s girlfriend do that?”
“Because she accepts everything that comes with dating Atticus,” he explained simply. “Pryce is a good girl.”
I started gnawing on my lower lip because I didn’t know how to word what I was thinking without insulting Cassius to his face, but I still had a lot of feelings I needed to work through. “I know you said everything is okay, but…”
Cassius took a seat on the couch next to me, grabbed me by my hips, straddled me over his lap, then took my face in his hands. “But you’re finding a hard time believing it is,” he finished for me. “You can’t believe it’s that simple. Right?”
I nodded. “Right.”
“That’s because it’s not, Devi,” he said honestly. “Alvin Fischer is going to be reported missing at some point, and so is Baker Landers.” I tried not to blanch at the newfound information. “People may talk, they may not, but I’m not going to lie to you and tell you we’re completely in the clear, because we’re not. Things are going to be uncomfortable for a while, but it’s nothing we can’t handle. That, I promise you.”
“I don’t know what I’m feeling,” I confessed like it was a sin or something. Like it was wrong to be confused, when it really wasn’t.
Cassius let go of my face, grabbed my hand, and placed it over his chest. “Do you feel that?” I nodded. “Does your heart beat the same way for me that mine does for you, Devi?”
My breaths were shuttered emotion between us. “I…I think it does,” I whispered.
“Then that’s all you need to feel, baby,” he said. “You don’t need to feel anything else around you because I have everything else around you covered. You just need to feel me, Devi. Only me.”
Seeing the truth written all over his face, I couldn’t help myself. I leaned in and kissed him with everything fear and hope I had experienced today. And I wanted him to kiss me back until I was convinced nothing would come back to haunt us.
When his hands slid upward into my hair, pulling the strands, I welcomed the pain. It didn’t matter that my body was sore, and I’d be regretting the extra physical activity in the morning, I needed Cassius.
That’s it.
Nothing more.
Just Cassius.
With just my flimsy sleepwear on, I could feel his hard ridge already pressing up against my center, but it wasn’t enough.
I wasn’t sure if it would ever been enough.
Breaking off the kiss, I jumped off his lap, and Cassius was already moving to stand up with me, but I quickly dropped to my knees in front of him, and the man was unfastening his pants at the speed of light.
Once he lifted his ass and pushed the offending fabric of his pants and boxer briefs over his thighs, my head was in his lap, my hand doing its best to wrap around this girth. When he let out low groan, I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock and did my best to swallow him down. I knew, realistically, I couldn’t take him all the way down because I’d already tried all weekend, but I still did my best. I let him practically suffocate me with the endeavor.
His hands in my hair, his hips wouldn’t let me do all the work. The more I tried to take in every inch, the more the thrust of his hips tried to accommodate me. “Fuck, baby,” he moaned. “You suck my cock so fucking good.”
I let my own moans dance around his cock in my mouth, but I didn’t stop to comment. I just kept sucking him into my hot mouth as my hand tried to make up for the length I couldn’t swallow. I also didn’t let the soreness from my bruised cheek stop me from sucking him hard, hallowing out my cheeks.
Not sure how long I worked him, but eventually, Cassius ended up pulling my mouth off his cock by yanking on my hair and forcing my head back. Desire blazing in his eyes, he said, “Nuh uh, Devi. I’m cumming in that tight pussy of yours, baby. You’re not the only one who gets to have all the fun.”
Next thing I knew, Cassius had me on the couch, propped on all fours, while he was on his knees behind me. My moan filled the apartment as his hands grabbed the sides of my pajama pants and panties, and slid them over my thighs, giving him a clear view of everything.
I felt his hand grab both my ass cheeks, and spreading them apart, I felt his tongue slow and deliberate from my clit to my ass, and I was ready to be whatever Cassius Sire needed me to be for him.
“Oh, God…”
“Glad you like it,” he said, the tip of his cock rubbing up and down my slick folds. “Because that ass is going to be mine soon, Devi.” He slammed his cock into my body with that declaration, and all I could do was moan in agreement. “I’m going to own all of you.”
I pushed back, welcoming the invasion. “Please, Cassius…”
“Fuck, you beg so sweetly,” he panted as his body started to rock with mine in a rhythm as old as time. “I love it when you beg for my cock.”
“Cassius…”
