Page 88 of Maddest Temptation

“Why aren’t you eating?” he asked as he took another bite of the chocolate chip cookie.

I blushed lightly and put a piece of the same pancake I had been eating for more than twenty minutes, in my mouth. I was nervous; that’s the truth.

“I am.” I put another one in my mouth before he could see the blush deepen.

“Francesca.” He looked at me, and of course, he knew something was off. His eyes beckoned me to speak, and he wasn’t going to drop this.

“I got you a present,” I said standing up.

“You shouldn’t have.” His face fell a bit, but it didn’t stop me from walking toward him.

Cassio watched me with curious eyes and for someone who didn’t want a birthday gift he didn’t seem all too sad. I stopped at the edge of the island, forcing him to turn his stool so he could watch me. When I had his full attention, I looked him in the eyes as I reached for the sash holding my silk robe. I opened it.

The fork he was holding dropped on the table and his mouth formed a wide O. The expression on his face was everything I had hoped for and more. He looked at me like he wanted to consume me whole, and I looked at him letting him know I wanted to be consumed.

“How l-long have you been like this?” he stuttered.

“Since you arrived,” I confessed with a smirk on my face.

At half-mast, his eyes traveled over my naked body that now lay bare for him to see. The fire that ran through my body and the way he looked at me made me feel… empowered.

He jumped from the stool and reached me in less than a second. It was as if he had never seen me naked before. His strong hands hesitated to touch me and so he outlined my robe, his finger tracing the soft silk all the way up to my shoulders.

“And I’ve been sitting here all this time when you were…like this,” he whispered with disbelief.

“You were hungry,” I pointed out. He shook his head.

“Definitely not as hungry as I am for this.” His smile made me shiver and my skin pebbled.

“I thought you didn’t want presents,” I noted, chuckling nervously.

His hands pulled the fabric off my shoulders and the robe slipped away pooling at my feet. By now I was breathing hard, my heart thundering, and anticipation driving me crazy. The back of his hand grazed my nipple which instantly pebbled. I arched my back, seeking more contact. His head finally lifted as he looked at me.

“If I had known this was my present, I would’ve celebrated my birthday every day.” His eyes were dark, clouded with desire.

“You always have me, Cassio.” I breathed and took a step forward pressing myself against his chest. His hand cupped my behind and I let out a soft moan.

“If I’m not careful, you’re going to ruin me,” he spoke against my mouth as he kissed me hard.

25

CASSIO

Ilifted Francesca into my arms holding her perfect ass, she wrapped her legs around my waist, pressing herself against my achingly hard erection. Honestly, I had been sporting this hard-on since I saw her on the sofa when I arrived. Now it was so hard, I was afraid if I didn’t have her, my dick would fall off.

She kissed my mouth with the same desperation that I kissed her. I wanted to have her anywhere and everywhere. We had had sex in almost every corner of my house, but tonight, I wanted to take her to bed.

Somewhere along the way, I had lost my jacket, and she was now fumbling to open my shirt. I almost missed the step and we both laughed as she gripped me with force. I put her down slowly as she continued laughing. Fuck, I loved that sound.

“Bed,” I groaned, and she nodded, interlacing her fingers with mine as we entered my room.

She headed to the bed, but I pulled her back flat against my chest and kissed her hard with tongue and teeth and everything I had in me. I pulled her lower lip and let it go, then began to trail kisses down her jaw and neck, sucking on her sensitive places, which I now knew by heart.

“Cassio, please,” she begged.

Francesca was always eager, always wanting and there was a fire in her that nothing would ever put out. I reached for her nipple and sucked on it hard, earning a loud moan from her. Letting it go with a pop, I let my fingers run across her burning skin. Francesca giggled when I touched her sensitive areas, and that always made me smile. Sex with her was like that. It wasn’t just carnal and needy; it was fun, and it was fucking exquisite.

Stepping away from her for just a few seconds, I reached for the back of my shirt and pulled it over my head, throwing it onto the floor. She looked at me as if it were the first time she had seen me shirtless. Her reactions never ceased to amaze me. Francesca moved away from me and headed for the bed, her golden blonde hair swaying as she walked. My groin throbbed. She stood by the edge of the bed looking like a fucking painting. She glanced back at me and smiled.

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