Page 93 of To Crave Deeply
In the absence of pain, my focus snapped to the feel of Cassian’s mouth on my stomach. The way his stubble brushed the sensitive skin. Every suck, every lap of his tongue sent a shockwave of delicious pleasure straight to my core.
That tongue of his was intoxicating. A moan, deep and guttural, escaped my lips.
My hands found their way into Cassian’s hair. My fingers twisted the strands, and I felt his lips reverberate against my skin as his own moan echoed mine.
His mouth became firmer against the wound, the sweep of his tongue against my skin grew more rapid. God, I felt that tongue just as firmly as if it were pressed against my centre.
The sensations of pleasure grew, the intensity singing through my nerves with bliss. It built and built until… I exploded with a scream. My thighs gripped Cassian as my body shattered into a million pieces, each humming with electricity. My eyes snapped open, and I found myself staring into two ice blue eyes. Cassian’s hand had fisted the fabric of my top and I felt a slight tremble where his hand sat. If he weren’t touching my skin, I bet I wouldn’t be able to see it.
It was like the world had stopped spinning. All that mattered was Cassian, me, and this moment.
We were standing on a precipice, tied together as if we were always meant to end up here. It felt monumental. Like this was a moment to either begin or finish it all.
Then his eyes dropped to my lips before flicking back to look at me, those icy blue orbs darkening with unrelenting hunger, and I knew what he wanted. What I wanted.
And I was going to take it.
I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck and pulled his lips to mine. He kissed me like a man dying and I was his saving breath. All those pent-up emotions, the pain, the sorrow, the loss, the tension poured into that kiss, and I could taste it all.
His hands roamed my body fiercely. We’d fought this for so long, and then I had lost him, and I never thought I’d ever see him again. It felt so good to just give in, to surrender to whatever this was between us.
I raked my hands down his torso, my nails scratching at his taut abs. He hissed deep into my mouth, and I felt his lips curl into a wicked smile.
“Do you want to play dirty, Lori?” His grin widened. “You’ll lose.”
I nipped at his bottom lip. “Try me.”
His eyes brightened at the thought of a challenge. “You’ll regret that, princess.”
My heart lurched in my chest as his eyes narrowed to those of a predator, and I was dripping wet. Adrenaline coursed through me as Cassian gave me one long look, the wolfish grin giving him a devilish appearance.
There was a sudden, mischievous glint deep in those bright eyes, and I was suddenly worried I’d bitten off more than I could chew. But that was how the dynamic of our relationship had always been, finding out who could torment the other the most.
Cassian’s hands wrapped around my hips and his fingers sunk into my skin almost painfully. Rolling his bottom lip between his teeth, he let out a low, guttural groan and my pussy clenched.
“What am I going to do with you, Lori?” He tutted at me mockingly and my heart raced. “You never do seem to learn your lesson.”
Oh, be still my beating heart. Jesus fucking Christ.
“Punish me for it.”
Where the fuck did that come from?
Cassian’s jaw clenched and a shaky breath escaped his come-bite-me lips. I could tell he was as tightly wound as me, and I loved that I had that kind of control over him.
Suddenly, the hands at my hips pulled my sleep shorts down my legs. I let out a gasp as he ripped the delicate material of my underwear and yelped as he twisted my body beneath him, so I was face down on the mattress. His hands dug into my hips again and he pulled my ass into the air.
“Give me your hands,” he commanded. I hesitated, just for a fraction of a second too long, and the room was filled with the sharp sound of his hand on my ass.
Sweet lord. That stung like a bitch. I didn’t mind a spanking, but that fucking hurt. Desire instantly zinged through me as the pain subsided. I knew sex with Cassian would be just as dark and violent as he was.
And fuck me, I couldn’t wait.
“Now!” he barked, as his hand landed on my other cheek with equal force. I instantly placed my hands on my back, not wanting to receive another hit. His large hands engulfed mine and pinned my wrists together so tightly that the blood flowing to my fingers slowed down.
With my shoulders pushed into the mattress, I struggled to see what Cassian was up to behind me. My hair fell into my eyes and my other senses flared to life. I could hear him rummaging in his bedside cabinet, the one that wasn’t destroyed in his little tantrum earlier. My breathing was all over the place, my heart pounding in my ears, and all I could think about was: what the fuck is he looking for?
Something coarse rubbed against the delicate skin of my wrists and a shiver ran deliciously through me.
