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“Why are you just standing there?”
Cassandra shrugged. “I am not getting close. I will start the shower for you if you want. You might even find me in there if you hurry up.”
His ears perked up and Cassandra knew that she had said the right thing. Steven had a lot on his mind, but there were certain topics that he couldn’t walk away from.
“Thought that would get your attention.”
“Well, when you say it like that…”
Cassandra smiled and started toward the bathroom down the hall. He watched her with those dark eyes. When she turned back, they were black and ready for something new. She felt a shiver run through her and Cassandra wanted everything to be perfect. “We don’t have much time, maybe twenty minutes before we won’t be alone anymore.”
Steven knew what she meant and that did make him move toward her a little faster. It meant that he wasn’t going to have the time that he wanted. It was sad really. He was already sliding into her in his mind, she could see it on his face.
“Well then, we shouldn’t waste any time, should we?” Steven commented with his eyes on her. Cassandra looked away, his intensity always a bit more than she could handle.
He had determination in his eyes and when he got into the bathroom, his shoes were off, and he was shirtless. Cassandra wasn’t sure how that happened, but she retreated into the shower, closing the door. It was doing its job, fogging up the bathroom, giving it a bit of mystique that made her feel even more tantalized in the moment.
“I was hoping that we could get the room painted before he got home from his dad’s,” Steven said through the shower door. Cassandra wasn’t looking his way. She was wetting her hair and awaiting his entrance.
“It’s okay. He will like it better to be able to help us. We can finish it after we eat.”
The door to the shower opened and Steven stepped in. His eyes were on her. Cassandra could feel the intensity of his gaze. He was looking right into her soul and Cassandra didn’t know what to do to combat it. She wanted him then and there. He was naked, hard, ready. Cassandra’s breath came out in short gasps, but he made it clear that he wasn’t in the mood to go right to it. He wanted to talk.
“I don’t think you are going to feel up to it.”
Cassandra said that she was confused about why she wouldn’t be, but Cassandra should have known better. Steven snaked his arm around her waist, pulled her into his body until she was smashed up against him. “Do I really have to tell you how I am going to wear you out until you can’t handle it anymore? How am I going to make sure that you can’t walk proper for a day or two?”
She got the gist suddenly and her face went red. “Steven!”
“What?” She smacked him on his chest about the same time that she whimpered as his lips found hers. The contact was quick and real, and he had her pressed up against the shower wall in no time. He was really ready, and his desire slid right between her legs. She could feel the slippery entrance and wanted something more. She moved her body upward and Steven slipped right past.
He growled at her, and Cassandra asked him innocently what was wrong.
“You know what the hell is wrong. I want in,” Steven said, emphasizing where he wanted to be. His words made her insides quake. He knew it would, that was why he said it. Cassandra never had been able to say no to Steven, especially when he was talking about what he wanted to do.
“Please, Cassandra, I need you.”
Cassandra bit her lower lip and whimpered when he got too close for comfort. She could feel the hot head pressing up against her. She closed her eyes, sure that he was going to enter her, but he held off. She moved her hips away and let him rub against her a few more times. It was her that was tilted toward him in the end. It took only a couple of minutes to convince her that she needed him. Cassandra tried to play games, but in the end, she was the one that was lost from it.
Another whine came from her when she tried to get him to move inside of her. Cassandra needed him just as badly and when he wouldn’t give her what she wanted immediately, she backed up and made it happen herself. Steven thought to say no one minute, but that didn’t stay that way for long.
“Steven, what are you doing to me?”
He growled in her ear, his mouth going to her neck. Cassandra could feel his breath on her and then his hot tongue. She whimpered and made him know that she wanted it inside of her. She begged him for it, even though it wounded her pride to do so. Cassandra couldn’t stop, not then. She was too worked up.
“Can’t you let me play?”
His words were so innocent, but the meaning behind them was not innocent at all. His hard head was rubbing on her as he spoke, nearly missing her repeatedly and Cassandra’s concentration on what he was doing, only made it a million times worse. She tried to let him ‘play’ as he called it, but she was quite sure that he was just trying to get back at her for something. Cassandra was beside herself and still he was toying with her, until she wasn’t sure what to say or do.
“What do you want, Cassandra? You keep begging me please, but I have no idea what that please is for.”
Cassandra sighed and knew that it was his way of getting her back. She didn’t know what she had done, but she would have apologized to anything, agreed to anything, if that would have meant that Steven would stop taking his time.
“You know what I need, Steven.” Cassandra was pushed up against the tile and she looked back at him, need and desire all that she could show. Steven didn’t relent though, instead focusing on her and kissing her, as his hips moved in and out of her legs. He was so close, touching it, but nothing, no penetration. She needed it badly.
“What if I want to hear you say it?”
Cassandra said it, offered to say it anyway that he wanted her to say it. She was getting desperate, she could hear it in the tone of her voice, and she hated it, but there was nothing she could do about it. Steven had her dangling over the edge of reason.
