Rose moaned as Cassius licked her neck; her arms were around his neck, drawing him closer.
She wanted him so close, so deep.
Rose had never thought that she'd one day become addicted to someone, but in that moment, she realized that Cassius had succeeded in owning her body. She didn't think another man could make her feel the way Cassius did.
She was attracted to his beauty, his darkness, his sexiness, and funny enough, his gentleness.
She craved his touch; she didn't care if it was due to hate or lust; all she wanted was to feel him inside her, on her body, on her lips.
"Ah..." Rose gasped softly, feeling her neck sting from Cassius' tease bite.
Cassius grabbed her chin, "You're irresistibly tempting, Rose," He whispered huskily and kissed her possessively, his hand caressing her breasts and nipples. His tongue danced in fiery passion inside Rose's mouth, he was burning for her, for everything about her.
