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And then he steps back, his fingers leaving my wrists. The intense light leaves his eyes, and his shoulders slump in an expression of defeat. Suddenly, I realize he was expecting an answer. He must have taken my silence as a rejection.
Consumed by a need to be near him, I step forward, closing the distance between us once more as I grab his shirt and rise onto my toes as I pull him into a kiss. Blazing warmth bursts through my chest as our lips meet.
Cassio stiffens against me for an instant, his surprise locking him in place. And then his arms snake around my waist, pulling me closer as he curves to deepen the embrace. Fire licks through my veins, bringing a pang of hunger to life inside of me, and I release his shirt as I slide my hands up his muscular chest to twine my arms around the back of his neck.
It’s just like our first kiss–earth-shattering and addictive–and I find I’m incapable of retreating, even when my lungs start to burn for oxygen. Cass seems equally as desperate as he leans against me, slowly walking me back to the wall again.
Anticipation tingles deep in my core as his hips grind urgently into mine, and I feel his excitement as he hardens in his jeans. A throaty moan escapes me, and my cheeks flame with embarrassment as I realize how slutty that sounds.
Cassio’s lips pull up into a cocky grin, even as they remain pressed to mine, and somehow, that quiet confidence makes me want him more. As if sensing my growing need, Cassio attacks my lips with renewed vigor, his tongue stroking between my teeth as he tastes me deeply.
I don’t care that we’re making out in the stairwell of Ellie’s apartment building. I don’t care if someone sees us kissing like teens pressed against the high school lockers, making up for lost time. I’m consumed by an intoxicating need.
And as his hands slowly travel down my waist to grip my hips, I roll them forcefully forward into his good-sized erection.
“Fuck, I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long,” Cassio breathes against my lips. “I want you, Bianka, desperately.”
God, I love the sound of my name as he entrances me with his silky-smooth voice. I need to be closer to him. I want more. And knowing he wants me too, shatters all my restraint and modesty as I tighten my hold around his neck and wrap my legs around his waist.
Long, soft fingers travel down my hips to the bare skin of my thighs as he grips them, holding me in place as he uses the wall to help support my weight. My clit throbs as the new position aligns perfectly with his hard cock. The soft fabric of my undies and shorts seems like an entirely insubstantial barrier compared to the ravenous hunger deep in my core.
Cassio hisses as he grinds against me, and his teeth nibble my lower lip before he moves to my jaw, making his way to my earlobe. “God, you’re so fucking sexy,” he rasps.
I gasp as he bites the tender flesh, and goosebumps erupt along my neck and arms, making my nipples harden inside my bra.
I’ve never made out with anyone like this before, and I feel completely out of control, my physical response to Cassio’s touch wiping my mind blank of all logical thought. Combing my fingers into his thick, wild hair, I grab a handful of the soft locks and force his lips back to mine so I can taste him once again. Our tongues twine together, dancing as I explore his mouth.
The hint of fresh mint mingles with something sweeter and entirely Cassio, making my heart flutter. “You taste even better than you smell,” I murmur in wonder, and his deep, responding chuckle makes me blush as I realize it might have been a silly thing to say.
I’m overwhelmed by his presence–the sweetness of his lips, the spicy smell of his cologne, his soft hair tangled around my fingers, his hard body crushing mine. It’s too much, and yet I crave more.
Gently taking his lower lip between my teeth, I nibble it like he did mine, and he groans. The masculine sound reverberates through me, intensifying my excitement. The thought of having him inside me flashes through my mind, and my clit throbs in response.
That I could have such a thought about Cassio is shocking. Less than an hour ago, I told him to drop dead, and now, I think I might die myself if he actually did. My intense attraction to him from two years ago is back in full force. Seemingly intensified by the revelation that he’s more chivalrous and protective of me than I ever could have imagined.
All that cumulating resentment and bitterness from the past two years seems to have evaporated–or possibly even fueled this shockingly powerful desire coursing through me right now.
“God, I could kiss you all night,” Cassio growls, echoing my train of thought.
His fingers press firmly into the soft flesh of my thighs as he grips me more fiercely, and I wonder if the thought of sex just crossed his mind too. My pulse quickens at the possibility, my heart hammering against my ribs in an almost painful assault.
I deepen our kiss, trying to communicate my needs without words, afraid to speak them because I’m not ready to breathe life into a possible rejection. Cassio responds greedily, his warm lips consuming mine.
And then the stairwell door groans open a floor above us, bringing my heart to a stuttering halt. We freeze, and our muscles suddenly tense as our lips separate. Breathing heavily, we both look up the stairs, afraid to move or make a sound for fear of being caught.
Wouldn’t it just be our luck that we finally get through all our layers of poor communication and make up, only to get caught and wind up with me getting kicked out of Rosehill. The thought sends an icy injection of adrenaline through my veins.
My appreciation for Cassio’s decision to put my education above his feelings kicks up another notch. Along with my awe that he would jeopardize his degree to be near me.How could I have hated him, even for a moment?
Footsteps echo along the cement stairs, heading in our direction. Cassio eases me back onto my feet, putting an unwanted but necessary distance between us.
Then Lucca’s familiar face appears over the railing. “Do you two plan on spending the night down there or what?” he demands, raising an eyebrow as he takes in my flustered face. “Pardon me. It appears I’ve… interrupted something.”
“Don’t be an ass,” Cassio chides, throwing his brother a dark look.
I can’t help but giggle, the heady relief of knowing we’re safe overwhelming my embarrassment at having been caught making out. And the thrill of knowing I’ll get to kiss Cassio again sets my pulse racing once more.
Cassio’s irritation with his brother melts away as he looks down at me, a smile spreading across his lips. “God, I love that sound. I’ve missed it.”
