After A Night Married To A Stranger

“What if I want to help you feel the same way your fiance made your friend feel?” After he heard all her narration in her drunken state, his cold, yet heart melting voice, questioned in a whisper. “Or, should I go?”

Even though he reeked of alcohol, his scent which filled Cassandra's noise, and his voice which resembled her shattered heart, was enough to make her want more of him.

“Should I go?” After waiting without a response from her, he questioned again.

Cassandra slowly raised her gaze to stare at him before she closed the gaps between them.

Her hands made way to his smooth handsome face before her lips parted, “why? Am I not the one who should undress you first?”

Her sexy voice echoed in the room which suddenly filled with tension. Even though she was drunk, the realisation of this moment was inevitable.

She needed this moment to clear her mind. No matter the amount of alcohol she took, the image of her fiancé cheating on her before their wedding, won't just leave her mind.

Neither will the event of how she cancelled her wedding before the guest, and disgraced her family, let her have a peaceful moment. What she required right now is an escape from her harsh reality.

“Shouldn't I be the one controlling your body?” He leaned closely to her earlobe before he inquired, his hot breath on her neck.

Hearing his questioning voice, her heart beat unusually as her body became tense up with desire to have him. She remained silent, giving the playboy a chance to do whatsoever he wanted with her body.

From his voice, she knew he was the type of man who frequents this act. Though, he is precisely the type of man she wanted, and not those men who would say they love her, and plan her death behind her back.

After he got a 'go ahead' gaze from Cassandra, his hands trailed up to her chest. He slowly unbuttoned her blouse before he massaged her small boobs, making her let out a moan.

He added a little more pressure to her boobs, making her tremble. Shivers ran down her at his massage, she had never felt this way before.

The strange man, who already noticed her reaction towards his touch, captured her lips in a go. He gave her no chance to breathe as he kissed her deeply, savouring the flavor of her tongue.

Left with no option rather than to give in, Cassandra wrapped her hands around his neck. She moaned in his mouth at how he kissed her, and made her wet beneath.

This was the first time a kiss had such a great effect on her. Not even her fiancé's kiss has ever made her feel close to this.

As the kiss went on, she tightened her grip around his neck to support her trembling body. Their bodies touching each other as lust burned through the both of them, she felt his half–erected di*k resting on her wet underneath through their dress.

Just the tease made her want him inside of her. Maybe it is the alcohol reaction, she had never felt desperate for a moment like this.

“I can't believe you went wet just by kissing you,” the man uttered sarcastically after he broke from the kiss.

She raised her gaze which was burning with desire before she echoed, ‘‘I want you.’’