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“You need to get out of these clothes.” I stalk her toward our bedroom, eyeing her unusual choice of wear. Tailored suit pants and the double-breasted blouse makes her look like a lawyer. She usually wears dresses to work and jeans at home. Where was she?
“Strip, Cassandra,” I demand beyond determined to be inside of her.
“I don’t know if it’s such a good idea, Mark. They breached your security system once; they can do it again.” She watches me grip the edge of my T-shirt and pull it off my body. She bites her lip, watching my muscles flex at her heated perusal.
I like that a lot.
“We changed the system and secured the network. We’re safe. We have a dozen security men watching over us,” I assure her, stepping closer.
Done waiting, I grab her silk blouse and rip it apart. The sound of buttons falling on the marble floor and her surprised shrieks spilling from her lips, makes my dick twitch. I jerk her to me by the sheer material, and she falls into my chest, branding the trail where we come into contact.
“Much better, isn’t it?” She melts in my arms, riveted by the intimacy our bodies make. My cock pulses between us with a need to reunite us in a tangle of naked bodies.
“Yes,” she chokes out.
Dammit, I want her bound and at my mercy again.
My eyes zero in on her sensual neckline, an erotic view of the falling and rising swells of her breasts. But then I notice dark shadows in her gaze as she stares at her purse on the floor.
“I’m afraid he’ll hurt us,” she rasps and I suck in air as fear grips me, her trepidation plowing into me like a razor.
It twists my insides until every possible scenario clouds my vision, and I’m left standing in the middle of my nightmares.
~Cassandra~
The moment his posture changes from one full of heat to cold detachment, I know something’s wrong. The icy shiver travels down my neck to my exposed spine as I watch him. His irises dilate like two abyss pools and his muscles become stiff from tension. I know with absolute clarity he’s transported into his nightmares.
“I’m here with you, Mark,” I whisper. “You’re at home, safe.” My hand envelops his frame, and I lead him into his bedroom, the sanctuary where we should be safe. “He can’t touch you here. Come back to me.” I kiss his lips, hoping that my words are true.
After meeting Lester in person and seeing how he can impact Mark’s well-being, I know I can’t tell him about it. Mark’s battling his own demons, and I need him rational and focused.
Perhaps Lester wanted to make Mark and me more paranoid. That’s why he met me outside the café. I can’t let him do this to us. I need leverage to stop him. If I could just figure out how the Cades and Lester are connected, it would make it easier to discern his plan. I just don’t know where to start.
A bouquet of wildflowers on the nightstand catches my gaze, and I come closer. “To the most beautiful woman who completes me, fills me with love. Yours, Mark.” Something warm burns inside my chest as I undress, leaving lacy underwear for him to peel it later.
Padding barefoot to the kitchen fridge, I grab a glass of cold water for him. When I come back, Mark grasps my hand and kisses the vein on my wrist as if in apology, gulping the water like he came back from the desert.
“You’re back,” I utter and suck in a breath, as he, instead of answering, clasps his teeth on my nipple through the lacy bra and sucks until the pain turns into pleasure.
Mark plays with the tip in his mouth cold from the water, eliciting electric sparks down my belly straight to my aching pussy.
“Look at me, Mark. Let me see your eyes,” I throatily demand, and I swear my clit gains a pulse, throbbing in tune with his wicked mouth.
He is going to drive me nuts this way.
“Mark, eyes . . . on me.” My tone sounds firm to my ears.
He complies, popping my sensitive bud out. Then I coil my fingers in his hair and pull until those glowing caramel eyes full of shadows fasten on me. As if begging not to deny him this. I swear I can see his childhood horrors, looking back at me like monsters, eating the light from his tattered soul.
“Love me.” I soften my voice so he will force his demons to retreat. “Don’t let that monster have me.”
He jerks as if I hit him with my words. Curling his hands around my upper legs, he lifts me up till I straddle him. “Don’t tempt me,” he growls.
“But I want this.” I arch my back, offering myself to him, knowing we both need to burn the void.
His nostrils flare, his hands flexing on my hips as he holds back a vicious power from devouring me whole.
“Aren’t you afraid, little bird?” His tone sounds dark, his eyes full of riveting passion. But his past has full charge of my man, and the only way I can claim him back is to give him full possession of my body.
