He held her face firm and slanted his lips across hers, and Cassian took her lips in a kiss of violent tenderness. He slid his hands into her hair, his fingers tangling in her tresses as he held her close for his ravishing.
They kissed endlessly, and he only released her lips for her to take a breath as he kissed along her jaw, down her neck, and over her collarbone. He arched her, dipped his head, and licked over her clothed nipple. How naughty it felt to be kissed so scandalously through her clothes!
Her body responded viciously with a shudder of delight. His lips returned to her again, and the sweep of his tongue through her mouth dimmed the thoughts circling her mind.
His mouth met her ear, “Admit it, and I’ll stop.”
“Or…” her breath was faint.
“I’ll take you to my bed tonight,” he snarled. “And the things I have done to you so far will feel very tame to what I’ll do with you there.”
She swallowed, “I…”
“Say it,” Cassian kissed under her ear.
“I was jealous,” she admitted breathily, at last.
“Good girl,” he murmured velvetly. “Was that so hard?”
“Immensely,” she whispered.
“You know… seeing how you have responded to me so far, I have an idea.” His hand trailed up the nape of her neck. “And that is of me giving you lessons on intimacy.
“Think about it, you will need to use it after this marriage is dissolved, and I do not have to spend my nights alone as I planned.”
Her instinct was to say no… but his argumentdidhave merit. She thought of the many novels she had read—some she had read in the middle of the night as the content of them was filled with things no young woman of good breeding should consider reading at all.
The slow smirk made her cheeks redden.
“I see that I’ve piqued your interest,” Cassian rasped, his hand brushing her hair from her eyes. “If you’d like… I can give you many more reasons to agree.”
Cecilia shook herself out of her daze. “No, I don’t think you need to do anything more. If I agree, and that isif, how do you propose we do this? Do I wait to be summoned to your quarters at your whim?”
“God no,” Cassian allowed her to get off his lap and righten her clothes. Her hair, however, was a lost cause. “I want you to tell me ten novels you’ve read, the scandalous ones, and what you want to recreate. I am sure I can do much better than that poor sod on the pages.”
She tried to look innocent, because how dare he think she had read novels of that kind? “Very brave of you to assume I’ve read such things.”
His brows ticked up. “You really think I am an idiot, don’t you?”
“I—I haven’t—”
“Yes, youhave,” he stated, while stepping out of the vehicle. “And one more thing about me, sweetheart, I abhor lies. For that lie, you have earned yourself five spankings.”
Scrambling to him, Cecilia whispered, “You cannot be serious with that!”
They bypassed the footmen at the door, and she was a step behind him on the stairs. When he did not utter a word, she followed him to his rooms.
“Cassian!” she called out. “You cannot be serious.”
He spun in place, and with a meep, she jumped back and met the wall. Cassian caged her in with one arm raised over her head and pinned her with a piercing glance.
“Tell me I am lying,” he dared. “You know these terms, Cecilia. Gamahuche.”
She swallowed.
“Fellatio,” he said.
Cecilia went red.
