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“You will grant me access to your body for the duration of that time. If you last the full six months, then I will also give you enough money to live comfortably without having to strip ever again.” What am I doing? I’ve never had a woman live with me before let alone a child. Do I want her that bad? Fuck yes, I do.
“You want me to be your whore?” She hisses through her teeth.
“No, I want you to be mine for six months. I’m not paying you for sex Cassie, I’m paying you because you won’t be working while you are living with me. Since you won’t be making any income it’s only fair that I recompense you for that time.” I don’t want her to feel like a whore, that’s not what I want. What I want is for her to want me as much as I want her, but right now, I’ll take what I can get.
Chapter Nine
Cassie
He could call it whatever the fuck he wanted, the fact as he wanted me to be his whore. Live with him, let him fuck me, and then send me on my merry little way with my payment when he had no more use for me. It didn’t matter though, Andi was worth whatever deal I needed to make with the devil, and right now Xander was the sexiest fucking devil I have ever seen.
“Fine, it’s a deal. Six months of my life for Andi back.” I reach out my hand to shake on it, but instead of shaking my hand, he pulls me against him. My body practically hums its approval as he runs his nose against my neck, arousal flooding my body. I know I will be destroyed by the end of our six months; he has that kind of power over me. Andi was worth it though, I’d do whatever it took to get her back, even at the cost of my heart.
“I think this agreement needs to be sealed with a kiss, don’t you, beautiful?” His voice sounds husky, causing my body to vibrate with anticipation. All I can do is nod as I look into his eyes, getting lost in the deep green pools for a second. His tongue traces my lips, as his thumb comes up to pull my bottom lip down.
“Damn these lips were made for kissing and cock sucking. Do you know that?” I should be appalled, I should want to push him away, but my body is a traitor and leans into him. His lips slam against mine, pulling a moan from me. He’s like sin in a suit, I can’t stop myself from responding to him.
My hands crawl up his chest until they reach his neck, my nails digging into him, trying to get closer to him. Our lips clash together, our breathing coming in heavy pants as our tongues tangle together. We give and take from each other, each of us seeming more desperate than the other one. He will be my destruction and I will become his willing victim. When his hand skirts up the inside of my shirt, lightly pinching my nipples I am lost.
“Fuck.” He groans out against my lip like a prayer. This feeling inside me scares the shit out of me, it’s like a building inferno, and soon it will burn me.
His fingers continue to pluck at my nipple while his other hand travels down my body until he reaches the waistband of my leggings. I can’t stop my body from arching into his touch. I want it, I crave it, and if he doesn’t give it to me soon, I’m going to do things I’ll regret later.
“Please.” I plead against his lips as his fingers skate across the edge of my leggings. If I’m going to hell I might as well, go with a smile on my face. I can feel him smile against my lips before his hand slides into my leggings. My body trembles with anticipation, just one swipe of his fingers and I know I’ll be a goner my body is so wired.
His finger glides against my clit, a whimper escapes my lips as my legs buckle beneath me. Before I can blink, he has me in his arms carrying me to the bed, my heart thumping against my chest. As he lays me down gently on the bed, my legs spread of their own volition, bidding him welcome.
“God woman what you do to me.” He groans as he peels my leggings down, revealing my bare mound to him. His tongue flicks out against me just once before he reaches for my sweatshirt, yanking it from my body. Naked before him my skin flushes and I have to fight to the urge to cover myself.
“Damn, you are beautiful.” He whispers against my skin as he crawls down my body, before he settles himself between my thighs. His clothes are the only thing separating us now and I can’t help the groan of frustration that bubbles out of me.
“Is this what you want?” Rotating his hips, I can feel every inch of his cock through his jeans. A moan escapes my lips as my hands grab for his shirt, yanking it out of his pants and over his head while he laughs.
“So impatient my love.” My heart stutters at the endearment, he doesn’t mean it, he can’t mean it, but damn if it doesn’t make my heart happy to hear. Going for his belt, I pull and tug until he pushes my hands away with a chuckle and steps back.
I prop myself up on my elbows to watch him undress. His chest is defined, not overly muscled but thick, he could definitely hold his own in a fight. As his thighs are revealed, my mouth goes dry, thick muscled thighs that make me weak in the knees. When he drops his boxers, revealing his cock I think I might be drooling a little.
“Keep looking at me like that and we will be finished before we start.” He says as he gives his cock a few hard strokes. I crook my finger at him, and he grabs my legs yanking me to the edge of the bed.
My hands grab at him, pulling him closer, needing the feel of his warm skin against mine. His fingers skim against the skin of my thighs, sending goosebumps across my body. My need grows by the second into a raging inferno consuming my body. Gripping his cock, he rubs the head along my entrance. My hips try to move against him to get closer, to create more friction.
“So wet for me.” We both groan in satisfaction as he slides into me. He grips my hips tightly as he looks down into my eyes. This man is dangerous to my heart, I can feel it, I can see it in those green depths. He will be my ruin, I know this deep down, but I can’t find the strength to care at the moment. I need this release.
“Don’t move, please for the love of all that is holy don’t move.” His face is a mask of seriousness, like he’s trying to hold himself back, and I can’t help but giggle a little.
“Oh, you are going to pay for that giggle missy.” He smirks, and that’s all the warning he gives me before he slides out, until just the tip of him is inside me. I whimper in protest, and he slams back into me, taking my breath away on a gasp.
“Oh god.” I moan out, because if there ever was a holy moment in my life this would be it. My hands go to his back, my nails digging into his shoulders for purchase as he sets a punishing pace. The sounds of our skin slapping together along with our panting breaths fill the air as we grip each other. Slick with sweat, electricity sparking off every nerve ending in my body I can feel my impending release driving through me like an eighteen-wheeler on a collision course.
“Need you to come for me.” He rasps out, his breathing coming in short bursts, sweat trickling down his chest. When his finger brushes against my clit, everything feels like it happens in slow motion. My toes curl in on themselves, my back bows, my lips part in scream, and my entire being tightens around him.
“Fuck.” He whispers against my lips in a kiss. His rhythm falters, and he releases a groan of pure pleasure, as his body goes rigid and he empties himself into me. Collapsing to the side of me he pulls me against his body. The sounds our pants echo through the room as we catch our breaths.
“I can’t wait to do that again, and again, and again.” He kisses the back of my head, punctuating each word.
“Andi first.” I say pushing against his chest, as he groans. I can’t succumb to him again until I have her back. He runs his hand over his face, giving me a devilish smirk.
“Then I’ll have you, all of you.” He whispers against my ear, sending shivers up my spine.
