“Oh, it’s like that, is it?” Cass leaned closer and murmured in my ear, his gaze following mine. “Watch what he does, and be ready to act.” He lit a blunt and passed it to me, keeping his eyes on Caiden and the girl.
“Who is that?” I asked in a low tone, inhaling, then passing the blunt back.
“Jessa. She’s alright. Maybe not to you.” We both watched as Caiden spun her around to face us, sliding his arms around her waist, and she gave me a triumphant smile.
“She sucks cock like a fucking porn star.” Cassius continued to twist the knife, and a mixture of blinding rage, hatred, and jealously filled me as Caiden leaned down to kiss her neck, and she turned her head, running her hand up the side of his face and kissing him. He kissed her back, moving his hands up to stroke the underside of her barely covered tits.
“Fuck him,” I seethed, downing the rest of my beer and slamming the bottle down on the table in front of us.
“That’s the spirit, babe. Let’s give him a taste of his own medicine, yeah?”
“Yes.”
Cassius took one last drag of the blunt and carefully placed it in the ashtray, then pulled me onto his lap, his arms coming around my waist. “Tell me if you want me to stop, at any point, okay?”
I nodded and closed my eyes as he trailed his lips down my neck, his mouth hot against my skin. “Sometimes I wish you weren’t Caiden’s,” he murmured, kissing the top of my shoulder.
“I’m not Caiden’s.”
“You are,” he sighed. “But since he’s in denial and playing dirty, I get to play with you.” He ran his hands over my bare thighs in slow, caressing strokes, then reached forwards to grab his beer, gulping down the rest.
M
y unwilling attention was drawn back to Caiden. His eyes were almost black, furious, as he stared at us, palming Jessa’s tits as she ground her ass into him. I gasped, and Cassius grabbed me around the waist, spinning me around so I was straddling him, our faces close together. He pressed his soft lips against mine, and I kissed him back, winding my arms around his neck.
His lips felt wrong. I kissed him harder, trying to feel something. He was an amazing kisser, but there was no passion, no spark, no fire.
Without any warning I was suddenly yanked off him and half dragged, half carried out of the room.
“What the fuck! Let go of me, right now, you asshole!” I screamed in Caiden’s face, flailing against him. He ignored me and dragged me up the stairs onto the landing, where he let go of me and I stumbled, falling forwards and catching myself on the wall.
I spun myself around to face him, raging, my hand swinging out to slap him.
He caught it with lightning reflexes and gripping tightly onto my wrists, crowded me up against the wall so I was trapped by his body.
I could feel the heat and fury pouring off him in waves, as he stared at me, breathing heavily, his teeth bared in a snarl, his eyes completely black. His chest was bare, his perfectly ripped torso pressed against me. His grey sweatpants, low on his hips, did nothing to hide the outline of his hard cock.
As if of its own accord, my body arched towards his so I could feel his hardness pressing into me, and I whimpered, hating myself for my reaction to him.
He growled low in his throat. “We’re not doing this.”
“No, we’re not,” I agreed, leaning against the wall for support and curling my leg around the back of his to nudge him closer.
“You were grinding all over Cassius downstairs. Did you think I wouldn’t notice?” He viciously nipped at my collarbone, then licked over the stinging bite mark.
“Yeah, like you had your hands all over Jessa’s tits?” I leaned closer, biting his neck. “Is your dick hard for her or for me?”
“Fuuuuck,” he groaned, letting go of my wrists and slipping his hand between us, under my short dress. “You’re so wet. Are you wet for him or for me?”
“I hate you.”
He ground the heel of his hand into me and I moaned, my hand reaching down between us to slide along his cock, stroking it through his sweatpants. “We’re not doing this,” he repeated, his voice hoarse and desperate, his eyes darkened with arousal.
“I know.”
He smashed his lips onto mine.
The fire between us blazed to life as I opened my mouth for him. His arms came around me, and he effortlessly picked me up, carrying me along the landing. The next minute a door was slammed, and he was pushing me up against it, tugging my dress off over my head.