Cassius smiled.
“The funny thing is, Sarah, it changes,” Cassius said. “When you first showed up, I just wanted to fuck you. In the literal sense, or the figurative sense? Maybe both. It has been a while since I met a woman who knew me before I became a billionaire. But as time has gone on, you’ve intrigued me more and more. There’s more to you than I ever would have guessed.”
He snorted. He seemed almost amused with himself.
“I could take you to the bedroom right now and fuck you until you drift off into orgasmic bliss, but what would be the fun in doing that so soon?”
He doesn’t want to just fuck me right now. This means…
If he wants something with me, it’s more than a one-night stand.
I think.
I’m not sure if it’s something I hope for.
“We have had an interesting evening here, Sarah, one in which you have brought much to the forefront for me toconsider,” he said. “I recommend heading to your room before we go down a road we do not wish to.”
I opened my mouth, ready to say, “What if it’s a road we want to go down for?” But I did not. Something held my tongue back. Something that warned that Cassius was testing me, almost laying a trap to see if I’d take the bait. Sure, we could have sex tonight, and it would feel amazing.
But if it resulted in Cassius feeling like he’d gotten what he wanted, if it caused him to discard me and leave me back at square one… it wasn’t worth it.A road I do not wish to go down.
“I will see you tomorrow then, Cassius,” I said.
He nodded. I had to force myself away from this man, away from the temptation to take his slender body for my own. To deny myself the pleasure that I knew I could have, knowing that it was almost—no, just was—a trap of Cassius was damn near impossible.
By the time I got back to my room, I was soaking wet down below. Cassius had to know that was going to happen. When did he not know the consequences of his actions? It was unfair, really—he’d literally just told me he could fuck me, yet at the same time said that we should not wish to do so. It was like heknewI’d get uncontrollably horny, yet had sealed off the last gate before fulfilling that erotic desire—himself.
Well, in that case, I’d just have to take matters into my own hands.
I sat on the edge of the bed, overlooking the city down below. Majestic as the view was, I didn’t think anything of it. I could have been at a resort in the wilderness of South Dakota, and I still would have been just as wild in the mind as I was now.
I couldn’t stop thinking of Cassius taking me, finishing that kiss that had come literally inches from completion. My hand slid underneath my dress, underneath my soaked underwear,and found my clit. I rubbed slowly at first, matching the tempo at which I imagined Cassius might take me.
Because I knew from long ago that Cassius didn’t do anything fast. Not business, not romance, not sex. That didn’t mean he was sluggish, but rather just deliberate.
I shuddered as I thought about him taking me to his room. Undressing. Kissing. Years and years apart, and I was still forced to imagine things, but this was different. He’d primed me, something I hadn’t had in years. That priming made it feel so much real.
“Oh, fuck…”
I continued to rub as I thought about him undressing me. There, I’d stand naked before him, he still either in his full tux or at least still wearing pants. Cassius liked to have me fully undressed first. He always liked to admire me, as if I were a painting myself, before running his fingers all over me. He’d always getthereeventually, but he liked to take his sweet time getting there.
I imagined his fingers brushing over me.
“Oh!” I gasped.
I hadn’t orgasmed, but damn was thinking about this one of the most intense moments of self-pleasure I’d ever had. Suddenly, my mind was racing. My hand circled as fast as it could. I couldn’t control the rush. I went from watching a movie unfold in real time to a flash of images, all of them of us having sex in Cassius’ room.
“Oh ohhh,” I came, trembling and quickly biting my lip. I didn’t want Cassius to hear, yet… holy fuck. He’d caused this. Did he not deserve to hear it?
The question only flashed in my mind as my legs went weak and my whole body seemed to throb and tremble with bliss. I fell back against the bed, writhing and rubbing out every point,every angle possible. It seemed to go on for ages, an orgasmic storm more than just an orgasmic moment.
And then, it ended.
Oh my God, yes, it ended, but wow. That was unexpectedly delightful. Holy shit.
Holy.
Shit.
