26 ~ Naked Emotions

Cassandra POV

I didn't know what it was, the drug, him or the circumstances. But, I was so much into him and blown away when his lips claimed mine in possession. The wave of spark crashed me to insane shivers that made me feel slightly weak and wet.

Struggling for breath, I snaked my arms around him and moved my lips in sync with him. There was the possessiveness of the King and gentleness of the man. His hand caging mine slowly reached to the hem of my cloth over my chest. I felt goosebumps in the area where his fingertips accidentally touched me.

Moving his fingers in a quick motion, he untied my gown and I moaned even louder. His fingers pulled the cloth down, revealing my chest, and touched my hardened bud.

I cried with the sensational touch. It felt like my body was longing for this touch since inception. It was threatening and exciting in different ways.

I didn't know if it was velina or the genuine feeling. But, whatever it was, it was strong enough to make me beg for more, make me easy to be controlled by him.

Cupping my nipple between his two fingers, he broke the kiss and looked into my eyes.

His cheeks red, and eyes filled with emotions. I wasn't able to comprehend the green oceans as he pinched my nipple harshly and I arched my body insanely with the shiver running down my spine.

"Oh my god,"

Cupping my almost naked breast, he sucked on my cheek. His rough hand against my sensitive skin was enough to make me shut my eyes and feel the sensations rolling down. And to make it even more breathtaking for me, he pushed his midriff against mine, making me feel his dangerous erection.

"You know, you are dangerous for me. This costs me my whole life,"

He muttered against my cheek and I shivered.

But, before I could understand or revert, a strong, painful wave of urge ran through my body. I tightened my thighs together as there was strong throbbing, my eyes shut tightly, waiting for this to pass on.

"Ohh my god, Ryan,"

I almost cried.

This was painful.

"This is painful,"

I complaint.

He kissed my cheek and muttered.

"It was pass, Cass, calm down,"

His hand slowly lowered toward the south. Opening my eyes, I looked into his eyes, slightly afraid if he was going to touch me there, though I was longing for it, but still it wasn't something coming from the genuine me but drugs.

Slowly, he pulled my gown up, stealing glances at my blushed and afraid cheeks. His fingers unknowingly brushed my thighs and I pressed my lower lip between my teeth when he intentionally touched my inner thigh.

Controlling the loud moan, I arched my middle body.

My tightened thighs automatically gave him space to reach to the region and the moment his fingers touched my core, I shivered as hell.

"Ryan pleaseeeeeeee,"

I begged insanely as he teased me with the slightest touch.

"Tell me what you want?"

He asked shamelessly and I looked into his green orbs.

I couldn't form an answer as I myself didn't know what I wanted. It seems like war going on inside me which was making me even more closer to him and equally pushing me away.

He touched me lightly again, on my core and I fisted my hand on the bed sheet. The wetness rolled down through me, which I never felt. It made me embarrassed already.

"You are insanely wet,"

I closed my eyes as he rubbed my core. I moaned slowly as the gentle touch was the smoothest thing I ever felt. It was magical and relaxing.

"Spread your legs,"

He ordered slowly.

I looked into his eyes and obeyed silently.

He started making strokes over my core, which felt like sparks and the more wetness erupted there. I felt like losing more and more of me. His single touch was enough to make me feel this.

He kissed my forehead and then cheek, slowly racing the pace. My hand fisted his moving wrist. My toes rolled in anticipation.

My lips searched for him automatically, when he was making slow strokes making me feel all wet. I erupted easily, my thighs wet with the liquid coming out of my body which was relaxing and soothing as hell.

My lips crashed with him, sucking in possession which he returned with the increasing pace on my core.

"I want to get in,"

He muttered in between and I nodded.

"Pleassssssseeeeeeeeee,"

I begged.

Slowly his finger slid in making me even more wet and satisfied.

His finger touched the upper side of me, moving slowly, drawing small strokes that hit me differently.

My muscles tightened and I broke the kiss immediately. The shivers were insane and kept caging me to keep me in place.

"Oh, my god, Ryan pleaseeeeee, this is too much,"

I cried and moaned. My head falls backward, focus darted on the thing he was doing to me right now like a professional.

His steady strokes inside my core was enough to make me insane. I felt like a huge volcano was ready to burst inside me.

And, one, two, three… After a few more strokes, I released. My heart beats were insanely fast. I was out of breath and he kissed my cheek.

"Damn, you are glowing with this only,"

I looked into his eyes and muttered.

"Take me, pleasee, I am begging you,"

"You will hate me tomorrow,"

He muttered.

"Pleaseee,"

A tear escaped my eyes as I felt naked from all the emotions. I felt as if I had nothing to hide from him. All my strength and weakness were lying naked in front of him.

"No, not until you are sober enough,"

"Pleaseeee, I shall die with this urge, this is painful,"

I begged.

His face filled with emotions, a tear slipped his eyes as he said.

"I have lost everything. I don't want you to lose everything. Not like this,"

He left me like that on the bed and walked away. My eyes darted on him as he walked back.

"Ryan, please,"

He opened a drawer of his almirah and came back to me. Holding the glass of a transparent bottle. He poured a liquid in a spoon.

"It will feel terrible but you have to have it,"

"What is this?"

I asked.

"Have it first,"