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“Don’t want to,” Rage said, tightening his grip on her body.
“Okay,” Cassie answered, wondering if Rage heard the relief in her voice. She was too tired, both psychically and emotionally, to get into a fight.
“Try and get some sleep, Cassie,” Rage told her.
Cassie didn’t think she would be able to, but her eyelids finally felt heavy. Her body grew languid in Rage’s arms.
True to his word, Rage didn’t release her. Feeling safe and protected, Cassie allowed herself to fall into the realm of dreams.
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Adrenaline surged through Cassie’s veins as she darted through the chaotic city streets, her heart pounding in her chest. Dark alleys and dimly lit corners offered momentary refuge, but the roar of engines and the thunderous footsteps of heavy boots echoed ominously behind her.
She knew she had to keep running, keep evading the menacing bikers who pursued her relentlessly.
Cassie’s breath came in ragged gasps as she weaved through the maze of obstacles. Her long hair whipped behind her like a tattered banner, and her eyes, filled with determination and fear, scanned her surroundings for any means of escape.
The distant neon lights flickered, casting eerie shadows as she pushed her body to its limits, her legs aching with every stride.
“Don’t run too far, pretty girl. We’re going to get you eventually,” one of her pursuers yelled behind her.
Cassie gasped awake. Just a terrible nightmare, she reminded herself. She opened her eyes and found herself in an interesting predicament. Rage regarded her with unconcealed interest, his face startlingly close.
They had squeezed themselves in a narrow bed, and somehow Cassie found her limbs entangled with his. Last night’s memories came back to her. Rage’s rude rescue. The storm and how they both ended up in this motel.
Cassie would also never forget the way he’d offered her comfort last night. He simply held her, as if he knew that was exactly what she needed. Another man would’ve taken advantage of her but he didn’t. Cassie thought he hated her but maybe she was wrong.
“Nightmare?” Rage asked. He tucked a wayward strand of her hair behind one ear.
“Yes,” she admitted. Cassie didn’t know what drove her next actions. Maybe she was still riding the high from last night. Cassie rested one hand over his warm, muscled chest.
Then she leaned in and kissed him. She only wanted a taste. Surely, one taste wouldn’t hurt. Cassie didn’t think it would open the floodgates between them. Rage slid his hand around her neck, resting it over her nape and effectively locking her in place.
Cassie found she didn’t mind Rage taking the lead. He kissed her back and boy, this was exactly how she imagined he would kiss. Rage plundered her mouth, sucking fervently on her bottom lip. He thrust heat down her throat, making her nipples tingle, her pussy wet. All Rage had to do was slide a finger inside her heat to know how damp he made her.
When Rage pushed his tongue between her lips, she let him through. When he deepened the kiss, she sucked down on his tongue. Rage pulled away, looking smug as hell. Cassie didn’t know whether she wanted to punch his face or kiss him again.
The latter seemed like a better option so she did it again. Rage took that as permission to explore, to touch. A muffled moan slipped from Cassie’s lips as Rage massaged her left breast, before giving her nipple a pinch.
Cassie let out a cry as Rage moved his mouth from her lips to her tits. He lavished attention on both. He kissed her right nipple first, sucking on it, before biting down. The mix of pain and pleasure made Cassie arch her back. Rage did the same with her left and by then, Cassie was practically begging him to take her.
“What did you say? I didn’t hear you,” Rage asked, pausing from his task.
Cassie felt her cheeks and neck turn red. She knew he heard what he said but maybe he got off from hearing her beg. Truth was, she got off on it as well.
“Fuck me,” she said, a little louder this time.
“Since you asked so nicely,” Rage trailed off, moving his fingers down the length of her body until he reached the crevice between her legs.
Cassie whimpered when he slid two digits inside her tight heat.
“So wet for me already,” Rage murmured. He sounded pleased with himself. Rage slid off the bed, then stood at the edge. He patted the space in front of him. “Come here. Turn over.”
Momentary embarrassment overcame her, then Cassie shed it off easily, the way a snake did with old skin. She obeyed, crawling to where he was. Cassie got on her hands and knees and parted her legs for him. Rage didn’t take her right away. He seemed to take his time, admiring her ass and pussy.
Her face flamed as he ran his fingers possessively down her spine, the cleft of her buttocks. “Do you know how long I’ve been dreaming of this moment?” Rage asked.
What? Cassie couldn’t talk anymore. Rage gave her ass a sudden slap. Too shocked by how turned on she was by that action, Cassie only parted her legs even wider as Rage traced her slit with his fingers. Then he rubbed her clit. Cassie almost came then, but was glad she managed to hold out, even for a little while longer.
