Page 16 of Midnight Legacy

“There are days that it feels like forever since I sat with Mum as she passed away, and other days I remember it like it only happened a few hours ago,” I admitted. “I spent years blaming Dad for not being there. It’s probably why I still rebel against him.”

Cassandra wandered around the table, sat on my lap, and wrapped her arms around my neck. She pressed a kiss to my cheek and settled herself there for a hug. This was a level of intimacy that had been missing from my life before I found her. There were times when she just held me and it was better than sex because I could feel her emotions. When she was beside me, I was no longer alone in the world.

Before Cassandra, women had wanted me for money and a free ride into elite society. Then a tiny, fierce woman found me in the darkness. She didn’t care who I was or what I possessed, I’d finally found someone who cared about me. She listened to me, carving my worthless heart out of my chest and breathing life into it. That final night in The Midnight Rooms, when I felt her tears on my skin as she was leaving me, I knew then that I’d found the woman I wanted to spend my life with. When I found her again in the light, my fate had been sealed.

“Come on,” I muttered, lifting her easily with one arm around her waist.

“Are you forfeiting?” Cassandra asked, sucking my earlobe and lightly biting down on it.

I barked out a laugh. “Hell no! But there are a lot of grey areas in our dare that I can circumvent around.”

She bounced when I dropped her on the bed, and I watched as she crawled up the bed backward.

“Love the outfit, baby. I hope you bought a few of them, because I doubt that one is going to survive tonight.”

Her teeth bit into her bottom lip and her pupils dilated.

I hauled my shirt over my head and unbuttoned my jeans. Her eyes flashed to mine when they thudded to the floor. “You’ve been a very naughty girl, Cassandra. Maybe I should show you who’s in charge of this relationship.”

She didn’t reply, but her chest rose and fell as her breathing picked up. Her gaze never left me as I moved over her, but her mouth fell open and head tilted back when I settled on top of her.

“Bubble baths and sexy lingerie fall into the seduction category to try and make me lose.” My finger traced the swell of her breast above the tight confines of the lace. “I should put you over my knee and spank this sexy ass.”

She gasped as my other hand gripped her ass cheek, squeezing it with enough force for her to tilt her hips toward mine.

“You forget, I’ve trained in every type of pleasure imaginable. There is more than one way to have an orgasm and a hundred different ways to make you beg in surrender.” Cassandra’s cheeks flushed with every word I spoke.

The belt of her silk kimono slipped from its holders at the side. My headboard had a metal frame for a reason, and securing her silk-clad wrists to it demonstrated it to perfection.

“Zee…” Cassandra’s breasts rose and fell dramatically, her pupils so wide with arousal that I wanted to sink deep into her.

A dark smile curved my lips. “Better hold onto those restraints tight, baby. Let me show you exactly what submitting means.”

Her involuntary shiver brought a delicious anticipation fluttering in my stomach. She was a delicate butterfly trapped in my web. I was going to enjoy introducing her to my world.

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Chapter Six

Cassandra

My back arched and my mouth opened in a scream. His mouth continued to suck my too-sensitive breast. Long, powerful sucks intermingled with rapid tongue flicks left my nipples swollen as I tried to struggle free from his grasp.

Our agreement meant that we couldn’t reach orgasm through stimulating our genitalia. This right here was divine torture.

Xavier had carefully massaged different points on my quivering body. He’d drugged me with deep kisses, his teeth nipping my bottom lip when he sucked it into his mouth. His tongue delved into my mouth, swallowing every moan that I released to him. My lips were tender and swollen, my pulse erratic, and my pelvis on fire.

From my lips he moved to my throat. His hand snaked around to the base of my skull, his fingers digging into the hollows. The move held me static as he created delicate trails with the tip of his tongue, flicking my pulse points until I quivered. I jolted when he traced the shell of my ear, his breath fanning it with exquisite precision.

“Zee,” I pleaded. He hadn’t once touched the needy flesh between my thighs, focusing all his attention on my face and head. He’d never taken the time to touch me like this before, as if I was something to be savoured.

His fingers at the nape of my neck alternated between applying pressure and moving in small circles until tingles trickled from my neck down my back. They culminated with the other sensations deep in my stomach. What the hell was he doing to me?

Xavier pressed soft kisses down the middle of my chest until he reached my breasts. His hand massaged the orb of my breast while his mouth and tongue devoured the areola and nipple. He’d never sucked my breast with this determination before. Every tug of his mouth echoed on my clit as if he’d attached those vibrating clamps that activated at the same time. His teeth grazed my nipple and he bit down gently. He alternated between each breast until I was gasping, my back arched, and my pelvis desperately trying to rub against his.

My flesh was covered in goosebumps, a fine sheen of perspiration coated my skin, and I was on fire. Heat burned deep in my stomach and radiated out until there was nothing left but a pulsating mass of needy neurons all desperate for that elusive orgasm.

Xavier’s hands grasped my breasts, kneading them, his thumbnail teasing my nipples. His mouth covered mine in a deep, penetrating kiss that seared itself into my soul. I was cast adrift on an ocean of sensation and the only thing left to hold onto was the red silk belt of my kimono.

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