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Cassidy looks at me, a frown on her face. "So what?" She asks.
I think of a response, a reason, but find none. The attraction between the two of us is undeniable, unsuppressable. Even as I think of it, I find myself standing in front of her, drawn in my beauty.
I hurriedly take my clothes off and hold her, running my hands over her smooth silky skin. And lead her to my bedroom.
21
Cassidy
Ifollow Ethan to his bedroom. We can barely keep our hands off each other. Everything seems to be moving faster now. He knows my body as well as I know his, each touch bringing maximum pleasure.
Ethan wraps his lips around my nipple while his hand moves between my thighs, gliding over my clit and teasing at the entrance of my snatch.
I moan, stroking his hair as I throw my head back. I swirl my hips, guiding his fingers into me and flex my tunnel.
Ethan bites down on my nipple, the pressure of his teeth slowly growing. The erotic pain courses through me, intensifying the feeling of pleasure between my legs.
He moves his fingers back and forth inside me, finding a small sensitive spot within me that makes my body twitch and convulse with pleasure. Beads of sweat form over my skin and the slick wetness pouring out of me coats his fingers.
Ethan pulls his fingers out of me and brings them to his mouth. I watch him taste me, savor the tang of my arousal.
I sit up on the small desk near his bedside and spread myself open to him. He steps forward and with a thrust of his hips, he is inside me. Pushing deeper and deeper into me with each thrust. Moving faster with each moan I let out. He holds my legs up, angling his thrusts and making me whimper and quiver and tremble, until we're both spent.
Our evening usually ended this way, our sweaty bodies tangled together in Ethan’s bed. But we don't always wait until the evening or until we are alone at Ethan’s penthouse.
Ethan finds me alone in the locker room. I haven't spoken to him all day, which is strange for us. He had meetings across town and I worked a double shift.
I'm looking for a hair tie at the back of my locker when he comes in. The door clicks closed and I almost instantly feel his body pressed up against mine, his hard cock against my back.
"I've been thinking about you all day," he whispers in my ear, his hand sliding down my pants.
I gasp and the door flies open. Ethan steps back quickly and thanks me for directions I haven’t given him.
"Cassidy, please help. I think I messed up my billing," the new waitress groans. She watches Ethan suspiciously as he leaves, but says nothing.
"I'll be with you in a moment," I say from inside my locker. I can feel the heat in my cheeks.
I pull myself together and go back to work, making sure to pass by Ethan's table where he is sitting with his friends. I don't feel the need to avoid him anymore, instead I want to be close to him all the time. Even as I work.
I think about him more when I'm at home alone, trying new recipes.
I bake cherry and chocolate cupcakes, and soak the cherries in bourbon. It makes me think of him. And before I can talk myself out of it, I am in a cab with a box full of cupcakes on my way to his office.
I'm nervous when I come in. I wonder if he'll see me. There are more people about during the day than there are in the evening when I usually come to see him.
Men in power suits, women floating by in stilettos, and here I am in a simple dress and sandals with a box of cupcakes in my hand. Like a precious, homey housewife.
His receptionist smiles at me. I suspect she knows more than Ethan would like, and she walks with me to his office.
"Mr. Knight, Miss Hayes is here to see you," she announces.
Ethan motions for me to come in and I sit down while he reads something on his computer screen.
I sit down, the door closes and I wait, watching him anxiously.
I can't help but notice how handsome he is, so well put together, the woody smell of his cologne filling the room.
My heart flutters.
