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Cassian sat down at the bar stool twirling his drink in his hand as his gaze swept across the room, taping his fingers impatiently as he waited for...her. The women he had been waiting all night for. Nesta Archeron.
It had been a twisted, cruel sense of fate that had brought them together tonight. He had been scrolling through one of his many apps looking for a casual hookup to relieve his stress, when he had came across her profile. Surprised that looking back at him was the heiress of Prythin herself, Nesta. The Queen of Queens, the daughter of two wealthy entrepreneurs. The two individuals who just so happened to take Cassian's family's business out from under them barely paying their employees enough severance to cover a months worth of bills.
It seemed like the fates had sent him good fortune when he had swiped right on her photo and they had been matched. An even better fate when he heard the mass rumors of her engagement. He wondered why a "happily" engaged women would be looking for some "fun", but he wasn't going to take this opportunity he had been presented with lying down. So he had sent her a message, praying that she would answer, grinning to himself when she had responded in thirty and again when she had asked him to meet tonight.
For half a second he thought he had dreamt it. Thought she would not show up, when he had caught a glimpse of her. Those long legs of hers coming into view first. Mostly bared, a tight red dress clung to every curve in her body, and Gods above did she have the curves men only dreamed about. And boy did that dress leave nothing to the imagination. The sight of it on her, making his cock strain against his pants. If everything went according to plan he would put it to good use tonight.
She gazed around the room with those smoldering blue-grey eyes, taking a moment to find him in that crowded bar as a smile curved over those luscious painted red lips. Lips that he would soon claim along with every inch of that tight body of hers. Make sure she felt things that that "Perfect" fiancé of hers would never make her feel. Sneak his way into her mind so this wouldn't just be a causal hookup for her. Make sure he made such an impression that she would want to be with him again and again until that perfect world of her came crumpling down. The thought of that brought a smile to his face.
She weaved through the crowd that seductive smile still on her lips as she slid onto the barstool next to him ordering herself a drink before Cassian told the bartender.
"It's on me. Whatever she wants." He stated, the bartender nodded as Cassian sent a smile to Nesta, who turned towards him.
"Ever the gentlemen, usually my hookups just let me pay for my own drinks."
"Well, let's just say I'm not like your other hookups." He stated, his eyes scanning over her, lingering on the breast that were barely contained in that dress. Ever the tempests in that outfit of hers.
"They all say that." She smiled tilting her head back to expose that perfect neck of hers. A neck he would love to mark every inch of. To explore with his tongue. His cock strained tighter as her gaze flickered to it. "And they all have the same reaction."
The bartender sat her drink down, giving him a passive once over as Cassian gave him his card to keep the tab open, not that Nesta or him would need more than a couple of drinks to have the kind of fun they were looking for.
She took a sip of her drink, he watched as she gulped it down, reaching a hand towards her and tracing her arm with the tips of his fingers.
"I don't think-"
"I didn't come here to talk." She interrupted catching him off guard. Lust and mischievous intent filling those blue grey eyes that reminded him of a storm. As if they were way to say that she was one.
He leaned back in the stool, making sure to emote every bit of lust he felt for that body of hers. She had a nice one. One that any man would be lucky to fulfil, but she didn't want just any man tonight. No. She wanted a man who was willing to take her in a bar and fuck her senseless. Perhaps the high life wasn't as exciting as Cassian once imagined it was if hooking up with random strangers in a club was Nesta's idea of pure ecstasy.
He laid a hand on her bare thigh, his hand caressing it, gliding it up so that it firmly rested at the edge of her dress. That touch making her breathing hard.
He leaned into her, so close that he could smell how delightfully intoxicating her scent was, his lips pressed to the shell of her ear as he whispered,
"Then let's dance, Sweetheart."
She leapt off her stool, outstretching a hand towards him as he took it not keeping his eyes off her as they made their way to the center of the crowd their bodies pressing tightly together to where she could notice how painfully hard he was for her.
A mischievous grin crossed over those red lips again, making him wish he could bite down on them hard to show him that he would fuck her into next Tuesday if she didn’t stop smiling at him like that.
She threw her arms around him, followed the rhythm of the music as she grinned against his body making sure to concentrate hard on the erection that everyone within a ten mile radius could see. Luckily for him, he was not ashamed or embarrassed in how she was losing him feel.
His hands cupped her ass, roaming until they were down to the edge of that shirt dress of hers. Moving his hands up to see that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. This women may have looked like an angel when he had first met her, but he knew now that she was the devil in disguise.
“Tempted?” She whispered to him. His eyes holding him there. “Or is this too much for you to handle?”
He grinned, knowing that it wasn’t as he moved down to her ear squeezing that ass of hers to where she gasped slightly.
“This is nothing for me, sweetheart. If you want to give people a real show, I’ve done a few shows at a place where people get off on watching other people have-well you could fill out the blanks.”
Her eyes widened, a touch of innocence filling them as Cassian grinned, so apparently the heiress hadn’t tried everything the world had to offer her.
“Maybe if tonight goes well we can try it out sometime.” He suggested as her cheeks reddened, from embarrassment or desire he had no clue. He just knew that he would love to display how the heiress of Prthyin could shatter underneath a low born bastard like himself. But for tonight he would merely show her.
Her blue-grey eyes flickered up to his, desire written in her gaze. “Is that a challenge?”
He chucked pressing a kiss to her neck making her gasp slightly as he drew his tongue up the side of her neck, tasting her sweet flesh, “I promise to give you a night you won’t soon forget.”
A smile answered his as she stated, “Then what are we waiting for?”
Cassian fling the door open between short, heated kisses. Nesta kicking it closed with her stiletto heel, going to remove her shoes when Cassian halted her, his breath heavy.
“Leave them on,” He growled, Nesta giving him a knowing smirk as she went in for another kiss.
He hauled her to him, lifting up that Gods damned dress of hers, trying hard not to rip it off from her body and leave it in tatters before pulling away slightly to observe Nesta. Her naked body in front of him. All the things he wanted to do to her fresh in his mind.
He moved towards her, but she caught him by surprise as she shoved him to his knees in front of her. He gazed up at her, a knowing smile on his face, before he pressed her bare back to his apartment door lifting up a stilettoed foot and placing it on his shoulder. Pressing a kiss to her ankle making her gasp as the heel of it pressed to his shoulder causing the slightest bit of pain.
He didn’t care. Relished in the feel of that slightest bit of pain. His lips traveled up her leg pressing hungry, open mouthed kisses on her petal soft flesh. His cock dying to come out of the jeans that was constricting them. Hard at the thought of pleasuring her for as long as he could.
Her head tilted back on the door, her moans soft, encouraging. He bit on her inner thigh slightly. Removing her her left heel before he repeated the process on her right, swearing that between her thighs he could smell how much she wanted him, and he was starving for a taste of her.
His finger glided through her wet folds, growling softly at how soaking wet she was. Wondering if she had the same reaction to that fiancé of hers. Wondering if the reason she didn’t want to go back to her place was because she knew that her fiancé would be waiting for her when she returned.
It almost made Cassian high off the fact that she would come home smelling of him that night, his scent clinging to her like a second skin. Nearly made him smile that her fiancé would probably take her to bed, but wouldn’t be the first male to come in her that night. If she even let him near her with how sore Cassian was about to make her. How powerful and fulfilling his thrust would be between her thighs to where Nesta would know no man beside him. To where his name would be the only one she remembered. Could think about until she reached for her phone again and continued their little affair.
He lifted her up, making a squeal of delight fall from her lips as he laid her on his bed, glancing down at her body on his silk sheets, spreading her legs to where they rested on the edge of his bed. Reveling at the sight of her spread out before him. Dying for a taste, to have the heiresses tongue undone by a common bastard. To watch her shatter underneath him before he plunged his aching cock into her or felt her lips and tongue gliding across it. He would love to see the queen herself with his cock between her lips. Love to see her gag on it as he plunged himself as far as he could go inside her mouth. She appeared as if she were up for the challenge.
He pressed kisses down her naked torso liking the fire hot flesh underneath, her nipples hard at the touch. He would enjoy those particular assets later. As he made his way down to her folds spreading her so his head rested between her thighs. His hair lightly brushing against her abdomen as he had his first taste of her.
Nesta sucked in a breath, making Cassian smile as he licked her once more, his tongue briefly plunging into her enters crying as she gasped. Her taste more decadent than anyone Cassian had tasted before.
He pressed his tongue harder against her, circling her clit with it, hitting all the zones he knew drove women insane. Nesta being no exception as he plunged his tongue into her once more, tasting how wet he made her. Hearing how much she was enjoying it, the feel of a complete strangers tongue working wonders. More than that fiancé of hers could.
Cassian plunged a finger inside of her, his gaze meeting hers as she rasped,
“More.”
Greedy thing. He thought, before smiling up at her plunging two in. She shook her head slightly as Cassian added a third finger in the mix, Nesta moaning at the feel of it as he plumped them inside of her. Gods, she if she loved the way his three fingers felt inside of her, she would love how much his cock would stretch her out. He wondered if he would be the biggest one she took. He knew he would definitely hit places that her fiancé probably couldn’t. Make her feel so full that he would be the one she was thinking about when he was fucking her.
He watched her come undone underneath his mouth, this perfect heiress who’s family probably had no idea that she loved this. The thought of it making him grasp her hips and press his tongue and fingers further into her. He wanted her to cry out his name, to remember it.
“Gods.” She cried out, her voice sounding close to the edge of one of her more Intense orgasms. He kept his fingers plunging inside her, hitting her walls deep as his hazel eyes met her blue-grey ones. Filing away that look on her face as he smirked.
“I may not be God, but I promise you, I’ll be the closest thing you had to religion by the end of the night.”
And he would be. He promised himself that. His cock aching as he undid his belt and zipper, grasping his aching cock, pumping himself as his mouth returned to her. His moans of pleasure reverberating through her.
Her hips rocked against him, her cries of pleasure filling his ears, the holiest sound Cassian had ever heard as she rode out her first orgasm. His name falling from her lips making him glad she remembered it. She would remember a lot more than this.
Nesta’s fingers dug into his arms as he licked the remainder of her wetness away after pulling his fingers outside of her, knowing that his tongue would be sensitive. Before she sat up, making him pull away. The proof of her enjoyment still on his lips. Her chest heaving, putting those bountiful breast of hers on full display.
“My turn.” She claimed, Cassian gave no objections as she traded positions with him, his cock hard and fully erect as she glanced down at it. Assessing it with her gaze. A tiny glimmer of thrill in her eyes. A challenge. So he was the biggest cock that beautiful mouth of hers would take.
“Problems?” He asked, a grin painting those red lips of hers.
“Not at all. Your cock is just…a challenge I have yet to explore.”
“I bet you say that to all of your hookups.” He teased, She flashed him her teeth. Those eyes burning into him with that lustful gaze.
“None of my hookups have been as equipped as you are. But Gods, you look like fun, and my mouth and my body are up for the challenge.”
“Well than, let’s see which one of them can take me more.”
He plunged his hands into the silky strands of her hair, grasping onto the high ponytail she had styled it up into as she licked her way up his shaft. Tasting the Pre come that had already formed there.
She coated him, Making sure that he was slick enough, so she could take him easier before Nesta made the first exploration of him with her mouth only taking him half way before pulling back.
“Is that the best you can do princess?” He challenged, the challenge sending a flame of promise in her eyes as her mouth took him deeper hitting the back of her throat as she stroked his remaining length with her hand.
“Better, sweetheart, but if you want a real challenge try taking him the whole way.”
Her eyes widened, a sense of thrill and promise on those eyes as he assisted her plunging her mouth further onto his cock and holding her there to where she had almost devoured his whole cock, gagging slightly. Her spit running down the length of him as he stroked her hair. And he helped her back up, repeating the motion with her until she could take him with ease.
“Good girl.” He praised. His head tilting back as she almost made it to his balls. Her hand fondling them until Cassian felt his release barreling towards him, her tongue swindling around his tip before she took him deep.
When he felt it coming, he shoved her grasped her ponytail, shoving her mouth as far onto his cock as it would go as he thrusted up inside of her, his come filling it in hot squirts, shooting down her throat as she swallowed his release taking every bit of it that she could. Some of it running down her chest, onto her glorious breast.
He loved the sight of it, of her covered in him, a small bit of satisfaction knowing that her cunt would soon be filled with his release as well.
Thankful for his quick recovery time, Cassian leaned down to the shell of her ear whispering,
“With or without protection, sweetheart.” He hoped she said without, prayed she would his her gaze flickered to his cock once more.
“I’m on the pill, so…without.”
A smug smile of satisfaction crawled on his face as he lifted her up, pressing his mouth to her abdomen. Making her head tilt back as he messaged her breast that were aching for his touch.
“Get on your knees and hold onto my headboard, I want to take you as deep as possible.” He instructed her.
She followed his orders, spreading herself for him as she grasped onto the headboard.”and don’t let go.”
Her breath hitched at the command, but she nodded doing as she was told as Cassian licked up the column of her spine making her gasp as he growled,
“Good girl.”
Cassian lifted her hips to where she was perfectly aligned with him as he looked at her backside.
“Are you sure?” He asked. “I want to here you say that you want me to fuck you.”
“Yes, I want you to fuck me.” She breathed as he slid into her, driving himself deep into her, bottoming out inside of her as both of them moaned.
“Gods sweetheart, you feel like heaven.”
She gave a low laugh, “Now who’s finding religion.”
He growled pulling out of her until all that was inside of her was his tip and thrusting back into her making her cry out in pleasure.
“Still you.” He promised, thrusting into her, stretching her out with his length. He was definitely the biggest she had ever taken.
Nesta’s moans of pleasure filled the apartment, so loud that he swore his neighbors could hear them. Let them hear. Let them observe how he really made the heiress scream for him. Let them know how he was in his apartment right now corrupting her thoughts, making her want him more until his cock was the only cock she thought about. The only cock she wanted inside of her. How her fiancé would suffer being second best to a common bastard. Though if he was truly satisfying her, she wouldn’t be in bed getting fucked by him. Wouldn’t be moaning as if she had never been fucked before. He thrilled in that thought, giving him a smug satisfaction as he thrusted himself deeper into her, imprinting himself onto her skin.
His hand went to her ponytail, using it as leverage yanking it back as he thrusted into her deep. She cried out, deep sobs of pleasure ravaging her throat. his teeth sank into her neck, sucking on it. Claiming it with marks that would show what they had done here. He hoped that he saw them. Hoped that her fiancé saw that someone had fucked her properly.
She met his thrust, her back arching so he could take her deeper, her hands straining to keep themselves on his headboard.
“Cassian, Please!” She sobbed as he slapped her ass hard enough where he could see his handprint on her flesh.
“Please, what?” He inquired, wanting to hear her say it.
“Please, let me come.” She whimpered, on the cusp of her release.
He thrusted deep in her, feeling her release barreling towards her.
“Cassian!” She pleaded, his teeth sinking deeper into her flesh, his hand pulling on her hair, his other hand smacking the other side of her ass leaving a similar mark on her.
“Come for me, Sweetheart.” He commanded.
She didn’t need any extra encouragement as he rode her release, his own barreling towards him as he felt the first splashes of his release shoot up inside of her. some of it leaking out of her as she finally took her hands off of the headboard collapsing on the bed her breath heavy as Cassian thrusted into her until his own release was spent.
He pulled out of her, his cock aching from what they had done. The marks on her body, of both their pleasure from what they had just done on full display on her body. As her eyes flickered towards him, her breathing rapid as Cassian knew in her eyes that he had her, and he wouldn’t be letting her go anytime soon.