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Was it Cassius? It must be.
Light showed. It leaked under the door, spreading. The handle rattled and there came a delicate, but alarmingthud, as the door was cast open, then the glare of a flashlight.
Crap.Expecting this was not the same as it happening.
“Fee fi fo fum,” Cassius intoned quietly, in his sultry, deep voice, as he advanced further into the cupboard. He shut the door behind him, and instantly he seemed to occupy all of the space with his male presence, radiating confidence, strength, and his sexuality. My throat closed down. It conspired to make me a rabbit, cowering in the sights of a hunter.
I felt sure my eyes had dilated past redemption. It was pheromones; it had to be them. I needed nose plugs and a therapist.
I had experienced this guy’s anger when he was triggered.
His legs were silhouetted, and a large circle of light reflected off the floor and his shoes, making me squint. “What have we found.Hmmm.Come out, Squirt. I know you’re in here.”
He couldn’t know. He was bluffing.
I did not move.
My pulse had already been thundering but it became louder. My blood pressure must have risen and was possibly shooting for the stars. My hand remained wedged between my thighs. Moving would be a good way to get found out. I stayed frozen.
“You left dust prints, girl. Bare-feet, naked girl prints. I can see them.”
I cast my gaze at the floor, and there they were around his shoes. I was horrified to see he was right.
“Come out now, and it won’t gotoobadly for you.”
As if that were a great incentive.
It would be better than him hauling me out with my fingers stuffed near my pussy.
I grimaced, then began to wriggle from the shelf. I found myself a little stuck, until my knee popped out then I could get my head and shoulders out. I spilled from the shelf, rolling onto the floor.
Cassius chuckled, but it was a dry, mean chuckle. “How fucking cheeky of you. Stand up. Tell me what you think you were doing.” The upward lighting bounced off his face, created harsh shadows, making him look demonic.
As I straightened, I tugged the wayward dress from my butt crack and into place. “I was cataloging the sheets, of course, sir.” I threw in thesirto perplex him.
“Were you now. I don’t believe you. Were you running away? Or pretending to?”
“Pretending.”
“Huh.” He’d used the flashlight to catch the gown as it unfurled and fell. Now he dragged both up my body and pinned the cloth below my breasts with his other hand.
I held my breath as the circle of light drifted down, the flashlight skimming close to my skin and revolving around my navel before he went lower. His intentions were obviously sexual.
“The doctor?” I ventured. Maybe, I needed someone else here, to hold Cassius in check.
“Hulk? He’s busy. Besides, we’re sharing, and I need a bite, a taste of you, of your cunt, and…I have news.”
News? What was this?I shifted backward, despite knowing there was nowhere to go.
He paused to illuminate my mons, where a thin triangle of pubic hair remained.
“The trail grows warmer.” He palmed my breast, and some of the fabric from the skirt, keeping the dress high, stirring my nipple with his thumb. He ducked his head toward my bodice, angling in, his target obvious as his tongue stuck out and pointed at where the darkness of my areola showed. “Don’t run, little girl.”
“Oh. Fuck. God.” Entranced, I squeaked a millisecond before he engulfed me as if to eat me—a whole wide, mouthful of my right breast. The suction and heat rippled at contact in a wet, runaway sensation, with the fabric barely there and molding to my breast while he continued to suck, and his tongue moved.
“Fuck.” Stunned, I shuddered into a mini orgasm. I banged the back of my head into the shelving and groaned. It felt so good. My toes curled.
Blindly, I reached for his hair and missed, just as he stopped. His mouth had left me. A few moments passed before I rustled up the energy to look at him.
