“Shit.” I pull back with so much regret. “You’re hurt. We need to go slow…”
“No, Pia,” she says, her hand strong on the back of my head. “I’m fine. Or I will be when you stop worrying.”
I run my eyes over her face. Yes, she’s still bruised, and that cut still looks so painful, so unwelcome on her perfect face, but her eyes are alive and wanting. Her lips are still wet from mine. And she’s breathing heavily, but not from exertion. From anticipation.
In that moment, I wonder if I have ever been wanted like this before.Trulywanted.
Now, when I kiss her, I go slow. Not because I am less turned on, but because I want this to last. I want to bathe in this feeling. I want to remember it always.
We only have three days left together. I want to make enough memories with Cassie, just in case…
That is my intention, but Cassie has other plans. She deepens our kiss immediately, hands tipping my head back. She climbs on top of me and starts rolling her hips. She gasps and moans and hums at every single touch of my tongue.
She’s been so patient. All week. All her life, I suppose.
“Sit on the piano,” I tell her as I move our bodies.
“What?”
“On the keys. Sit,” I say, lifting her in that direction. With a confused frown, she does as she’s told, her ass landing in the middle with another chaotic noise.
I kick the piano stool out of the way and get down on my knees between her legs. When I raise up high, I’m at the perfect height.
“Oh, Pia,” Cassie sighs as she understands. She gathers her nightgown in her hands and pulls it up to her waist. Her hand lands on the keys beside her and I commit that noise to memory too.
I open her legs as slowly as I can, and I keep my gaze on her face. She’s biting her lip and looking down at me with half-lidded eyes.
“Is this what you want?” I ask her.
She places a hand on top of my head, and her fingers get lost in my hair. “You are what I want,” she says so easily. Almost breezily.Like she hasn’t just shoved her hand down my throat and taken hold of my heart.
I can’t take anymore words like that from her, and I can’t risk speaking myself, so I silence both her and myself when I bury my face between her legs.
I am not gentle. Nor am I slow or careful. I am hungry, and I can feel her own need in my bones. She needs to feel good. She needs to come.
So that is what I set about doing. My tongue is quick and merciless, and I alternate between strong, steady flicks and long, indulgent licks. And then I suck. I suck hard and fast, taking her by surprise and making her gasps turn into little yelps – a yelp or two even as she pushes back against my mouth to keep her balance on the piano and to keep me exactly where she wants me.
There are more noises and words, maybe sentences. But I don’t catch them because I am as deep between her legs as I can be, and her wriggling and writhing has her making a godawful melody-less tune as she hits keys in the most random, ugly order. And yet, I’d give anything to have somebody record the music she is making. The music we are both making.
I am not surprised when she comes less than a minute later. I know it when more of her creamy arousal floods my mouth. And when she starts to shake.
I also know it when I myself am coming too. And that is a surprise. That has never happened before. I have never climaxed from giving someone head. But I have also never felt about anybody the way I feel about Cassie Everard.
Which is a huge, fucking problem.
CHAPTER 34
CASSIE
Ishould be focused on what Kevin is saying. And my lawyer, Nerisha. I should at least be making sure that Nora is taking all this down, making notes that I will ask her to read to me later. But all I can think about is Pia. All I can do is keep checking the wall clock and wondering why she isn’t home yet.
“Cassie!” Kevin’s voice is loud enough to interrupt me. I turn my head from the clock to him.
“Yes?”
“Is this really what you want?” he asks. “Once we start this process, it can’t be undone.”
I glance at Nerisha, a stylish Black woman with braided hair and an uncompromising stare. She breaks her steely composure to give me a small smile and nod.