Page 17 of Worthy: Cassius and Faith-2

Faith stood at the edge of the bed. I wasn’t prepared for how lovely she looked. Her hair was loose, tumbling over her shoulders. Her makeup was minimal and perfect, and her complexion glowed with a sun’s kiss of bronze. As instructed, she’d worn a white gown. It was long, flowing, and made her look like a virgin goddess. A deep side slit revealed her perfect, creamy legs. Her nipples peeked behind the satin fabric. Faith had obediently worn no bra.

“Lift your skirt,” I ordered. “I want to make sure you followed instructions.”

Faith’s cheeks reddened as she gathered the edges of her flowing gown and raised it to her waist. She was gloriously naked underneath, her well-groomed sex luscious and bare, mine for the taking.

“Excellent. You may sit. Would you like something to drink?”

“Yes, Sir,” she said in a quavering voice.

Ah.My virgin was nervous. She should be. I was about to slay her with my throbbing cock; she would never be the same again.

I poured each of us two flutes of non-alcoholic champagne. I handed Faith hers and raised my glass. “To tonight,” I toasted.

“To tonight.” Faith’s voice was jittery, but her eyes were clear as she met my gaze, tipping her glass toward mine.

On an animal level, I sensed her excitement. I didn’t have to touch her to know that she was already wet. Just like I was already hard.

“Are you hungry?” I asked. Gina had the kitchen send us a light meal of salmon and steamed vegetables.

“No, Sir,” Faith said. There was a glimmer in her eyes of barely contained excitement. “I should be, but I’m not.”

“Ah, I see. I feel the same.” We each took another sip of champagne. The room was getting hotter already. My cock stiffened beneath my trousers, trying to burst through and launch at the girl.

Down boy,I thought. But it wouldn’t be long. I couldn’t wait.

Faith lifted her chin. “May I come to your side, Sir?”

I stood stock still. “You may.”

She stood and approached slowly; her gown billowed out around her. I caught her scent: something earthy, natural, mixed with sandalwood. My dick twitched.

She reached me and smiled. “I don’t know if it’s okay to say this or not,” she ventured. “But… I missed you, Sir.”

Fuck. This girl.

“What did you miss?”

She looked up at me shyly. Her cheeks were turning pink. “Being with you,” she whispered.

“Come here,” I commanded, despite myself. Faith came to my side, and Iwrapped my arm around her, pulling her close. The satin fabric of her gown whispered against me. I leaned down and kissed the top of her head, inhaling the delicious scent of her hair. She nestled against me, and again, I had the sensation of something unfurling inside my chest. She looked up at me with her wide, innocent eyes. Her lips were parted slightly, begging to be kissed.

Fuck. This girl.

I held her tighter and lowered my mouth to hers. Faith’s lips were sweet, tempting. I took it slow at first, but the room was getting hotter. I was starting to burn. I pulled my virgin closer, letting her feel the brutal wrath of my cock. She eagerly rubbed herself against me as I deepened the kiss, my tongue lashing hers. Faith moaned, pressing her perfect breasts against my chest, positioning her sex directly in line with mine. Fuck, she was making me throb with need.

I sank my hands into her hair. My tongue darted in her mouth as I flexed my hips, my rock-hard cock grinding against her. The Master Suite was getting so hot I knew I needed to strip out of my clothes soon. I needed to take Faith out of that dress and feel her burning skin against mine.

Hell was knowing it would be our first and last time.

But since I was going to hell, I might as well enjoy myself.

CHAPTER TEN

burn

Faith

“I missed you, Sir.”What was I, fucking crazy? I couldn’t believe I’d said that to Cassius Blackwood! But as the words sprung from my mouth, I recognized them as the truth. Ihadmissed him.

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