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“Cassius,” I breathed out between kisses that stole more than just my breath. “The mask stays.”
His eyes flickered with a blend of frustration and respect. “I wouldn’t dream of unveiling you before you’re ready,” he murmured against my skin, his lips trailing a path down my neck that set every nerve ending ablaze.
The boundaries I imposed were not just for my protection but also served as a reminder that this Cinderella had control over her fairy tale—even if only for the night. His hands might explore the curve of my waist and the dip of my back, yet they paused at the ribbon ties of my mask, acknowledging the line I had drawn.
“I want you,” Cassius whispered again, his voice thick with desire. “All of you.”
Chapter Eight
Cassius
I couldn’t stand it another minute. Her full lips invited me for a kiss, I simply had to taste her. She met my kiss, matching my energy, the softness of her lips igniting my desire. Our kiss grew deeper, our lips parting, tongues exploring, gently touching.
I broke our kiss, looking into her eyes, trying to gauge her reaction. She smiled at me, her eyes smiling, inviting me back. Returning her invitation, I pressed my lips to hers again, this time more forcefully, passion rising within me. Her hand caressed my cheek, fingers tangling in my hair.
“I want you so fucking much,” I gasped against her lips, unable to control the desperate need in my voice.
“And I want you,” she murmured back, her breath hot against my lips. Mila didn’t break eye contact as her hand slid down from my cheek to my chest, then lower still.
Her fingers traced the line of my abdomen, dipping below the waistband of my trousers. I groaned at her touch, bucking into her hand instinctively. She lightly cupped my cock through the fabric of my pants, causing me to gasp and lean into her touch even more.
My fingers captured the zipper in the back of the dress and slowly moved it down. She didn’t protest and accepted my invitation. Her impatient fingers fumbled with my belt.
With a teasing smile, she undid my button and zipper, her hand sliding into my pants to grip me directly. I sucked in a sharp breath as she squeezed gently, a jolt of desire shooting through me at the feeling of her warm hand.
My hands found their way to her hips pulling her against me. The feel of her body pressed against mine was intoxicating. Heat pooled between us, our bodies yearning for each other.
“Patience,” Mila teased as she slowly stroked me. But patience was hard to maintain with her touch setting my nerves on fire.
I moved my hands to the hem of her dress, lifting it over her head before tossing it aside carelessly. My eyes raked over her body greedily. Her bare breasts were perfect under my gaze, nipples pebbled and begging for attention.
Our passion building, my hand traveled down her neck, grazing her collar bone, moving slowly across her chest. My palm cupped her breast, capturing her taut nipple between my thumb and forefinger, I rolled it softly. She gasped, her body responding, arching her back, pressing her breast into my hand.
My lips left hers, exploring her neck, tilting her head, exposing her delicate skin, inviting me to continue. My lips traveled down her neck, kissing, gently sucking, my tongue tasting her sweetness. Her breath quickened, my lips captured her nipple, flicking my tongue across her sensitive flesh.
Her nipple hardened in my mouth, her hand grasping the back of my head, pressing me to her. My fingers replaced my lips, gently squeezing and rolling her nipple as my lips continued their journey. Kissing my way down her stomach, my hands caressed her firm ass.
My tongue reached its destination, traveling up her inner thigh, teasing Mila, slowly savoring her. The heat emanated from her. My tongue found her sweet spot, gently touching, she gasped, her body tensing. Traveling the length of her soft folds, her taste captivated me, her response encouraged me.
She writhed with pleasure, my tongue continuing its exploration, her juices flowed, I drank her sweetness, my tongue growing hungrier. Capturing her engorged clit, gently sucking, my finger teased her, exploring her. Slowly pressing my finger into her, her muscles clamped down, drawing me in, my finger slid easily, stroking her. Her moans grew louder, my finger moved faster, her body responded, moving in rhythm with my tongue and fingers.
Her orgasm approached as her body tensed and her breathing grew shallow, I stroked her, sending her over the edge. Her body exploded, quivering, waves of pleasure surged through her. I eased my efforts, guiding her back down. Slowly removing my finger, my lips and tongue traveled up her stomach, her breathing slowed, her body relaxed.
Our lips met, she kissed me, tasting herself on my lips. Her hand traveled down my chest, grazing my stomach, moving lower. Capturing my hardened cock, her fingers slowly moved the length of it. Her hand wrapped around me, slowly moving, her touch was intoxicating.
She pulled away slightly, looking at me with wicked eyes. “Now it’s my turn to taste you,” Mila said, a smirk playing on her lips as she slid onto the floor.
Her fingers traced the length of my cock tantalizingly slowly, her soft touch sending shivers through me. I watched her with heavy-lidded eyes, anticipation building within me. Mila’s lips parted in a breathless sigh, her tongue darting out to wet them. Then, with an enticing smile, she leaned forward.
“Are you ready?” she murmured. It was more a tease than a question, her hot breath fanning over me making my entire body quiver with need.
“Fuck… yes,” I managed to groan out, my hands tangling in her hair.
Mila’s lips brushed against the tip of my cock softly at first, then harder as she took me into her mouth. The warm wetness wrapped around me was pure bliss, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. I hissed in a breath through clenched teeth as she began moving rhythmically.
The sight of her on her knees before me, lips stretched around me while looking up with those seductive eyes was overwhelming. My hips bucked instinctively as she teased and tasted every inch of me. Her soft moans vibrated against me adding to the exquisite pleasure rushing through my veins.
My hands tightened in her hair as I surrendered to the sensations coursing through me. Her tongue swirled around me, flicking and teasing sensually.
