Page 18 of Captivated

I don’t trust men like him.

Then again, I don’t have to trust him with anything other than my body in order to receive the greatest orgasms of my life. My heart can fully remain safely behind the wall I built a long time ago.

“I’m not going to date you, Nico,” I tell him, hoping he’ll understand.

He pauses, then says, “I never said anything about dating,piccante. I just want more of you. Can you give me that?”

“Maybe.”

“Tomorrow. I can pick you up or you can come to me.”

“Who said I was free tomorrow?” I challenge, not wanting him to think I’m clearing my schedule for him.

“You can’t give me a few hours? I promise to make it worth it,” he says low, the thrum of his voice hitting me in my already throbbing core.

“Maybe a few. But only in the afternoon.”

“An afternoon delight.” He chuckles deeply. “Good. The sooner the better.”

I love hearing how much he wants me. It’s sexy, and the best reason to agree to see him again.

“I’ll meet you there.”

“I’m in the same room as last time. I’ll let the front desk know and they’ll let you up. But can you do something for me, Cassandra?” Anything, as long as he keeps saying my name like that.

“Mmhmm.”

“When you hang up with me and slide your hand inside your panties to touch that pretty wet pussy of yours, know I’ll be gripping my cock, picturing you spread open on my bed, begging me to fill you with my cock and to fuck you until you can’t remember your name.”

A choked moan leaves my throat and I rub my thighs together, needing to do exactly that. But he’s not going to end this call thinking he has the upper hand.

“Who said I’m wearing panties? Who said I’m wearing anything at all?” I ask, keeping my voice soft and breathy to drive him crazy. “In fact,” I pause, sliding my hand under the blanket, “I had just finished showering and applying lotion before crawling into bed when you called. My skin is soft and smooth, and I was just about to…” I trail off intentionally, reaching into my bedside table’s drawer.

“Just about to what?” he asks, his voice strained and eager.

“Use my little friend that never lets me down.” I turn on my vibrator and hold it to my phone so he can hear the soft buzz. “Goodnight, Nico. I’ll see you tomorrow at noon.”

“Cassandra–” I hang up before he can say anything else. I only needed to hear my name in that deep growl of his one lasttime to get me started. My vibrator can take care of the rest. For tonight, at least.

I wake sometime later after the best orgasm I’ve had without a man – Nico – giving it to me, to see a text from him.

Nico:You’ll pay for that.

Nico:And bring that little friend of yours tomorrow.

I drift off again with a smile on my lips. I can’t wait for my punishment.

~ Chapter 6 ~

Cassie

I didn’t set an alarm, so I wake up later than I wanted, but I needed the sleep. Especially with the long day ahead of me.

Rolling out of bed, I put on the sweatpants and t-shirt I had thrown over the back of the chair in the corner of my room, and make my way downstairs to the kitchen. My throat is so dry, I down two glasses of water before I even start a pot of coffee and cook breakfast.

I make pancakes, eggs, and bacon – my brother’s favorites. Sean scared me last night when he opened the door and I saw him covered in cuts and bruises. He wouldn’t let me look at any of his wounds and refused to go to the hospital to be looked at. I’m pretty sure he has a few broken ribs.

I love my brother. He’s all I have left. But I also hate him for what he’s gotten himself into.

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