Cassian
"Fuck!" I growled, throwing my head back against the wet tile as I shoved my hips forward.
The bathroom was hotter than hell. Even with the lukewarm water from the shower spraying down over both of us, it did nothing to cool the intense heat burning in my body.
Down on her knees, Elvie wobbled her head back and forth, taking the full length of my cock deep into her throat.
Damn. This girl knew exactly how to drive me completely out of my mind. I wasn’t even going to lie to myself anymore—I was becoming hopelessly addicted to her with each passing day. It had reached a point where I couldn’t stand the thought of her ever being out of my sight. I wanted her. I wanted her body, her heart, and her soul. I wanted to claim every single part of her until she belonged entirely to me.
"Fuck! Yes... take it like a good girl," I grunted, my fingers tangling tightly into a fistful of her wet hair to guide her pace.
Elvie’s eyes rolled back in pure pleasure. She slowly pulled back, spitting my pre-cum over the swollen tip before wrapping her soft hand around my cock, stroking it up and down. She looked up at me through her wet lashes, her lips curving into a small, mischievous smile.
She was clearly enjoying pushing me to the edge just as much as I was. But I was done holding back. I needed to bury myself deep inside her.
Reaching down, I grabbed her firmly by the arms and pulled her up off the floor. I pinned her back hard against the smooth bathroom wall, hooking her legs around my hips. Without giving her a second to breathe, I thrust forward, entering her tight, wet pussy in one deep, hard slide.
Elvie let out a sharp gasp, her mouth parting wide as her chest heaved against mine. The moment she adjusted to my size, I pulled her arms behind her back, pinning them together, and began pounding into her with heavy, relentless thrusts that echoed throughout the steamy shower.
Her nails dug into my shoulders as she held onto me, her voice breaking into soft, breathless sounds with every hit of our bodies against the cold tile.
"Cassian..." she whimpered, her forehead dropping against my chest as the cold water washed over both of us.
I tightened my grip around her waist. Hearing my name on her lips like that only drove me deeper into the edge. I leaned down, capturing her mouth in a possessive, bruised kiss, cutting off her gasps and drinking in every sound she made.
She was completely wrapped around me, totally undone, and the knowledge that I was the only one who could make her feel this way sent a dangerous rush through my veins.
"Tell me you’re mine, Elvie," I growled against her lips, increasing the pace until her entire body trembled against mine.
"I’m yours," she choked out, her fingers tightening in my hair as she threw her head back. "Only yours, Cassian."
Her words pushed me over the limit. I continued to slammed inside her relentlessly while Elvie cried out in pleasure her fingers sinking into my skin on the accord. "Fuck! Yes yes! Please!"
It would probably leave a bruise but I couldn’t care less. I held her tightly against the wall as a powerful wave of release crashed over me. Elvie shivered violently in my arms, her body tightening around mine as her own climax hit her right alongside me.
We stayed like that for a long moment, chest to chest, our heavy breaths mingling with the sound of the running water. I slowly let her feet touch the floor, keeping my arm firmly around her waist so her weak legs wouldn’t give out.
I brushed her wet hair away from her face, looking down into her dazed eyes. She looked completely wrecked, completely mine.
"Come on," I murmured softly, reaching over to turn off the shower. "Let’s get you dried up."
I wrapped the thick towel around her small frame, lifting her up in my arms. She rested her head against my chest, completely spent.
I carried her out of the bathroom and set her down on the edge of the bed. After drying her off carefully, I pulled the towel away to let her air out. The sight of her sitting there completely bare—her soft breasts rising and falling with her heavy breaths instantly sent a sharp twitch straight to my erection.
Fuck. She was completely driving me crazy.
Elvie looked up at me, a tiny, playful glint in her eyes. "Can I wear one of your shirts?"
"Do you really need to ask to take what’s yours?"
A grin spread across her lips. "Okay, then."
"Pick whichever one you like," I told her, stepping back.
She stood up and walked over toward my wardrobe. As I sat on the edge of the bed watching her bare figure walk across the room, the overwhelming urge to grab those soft ass and spank her grew so strong in my chest I had to clench my fists.
Elvie rummaged through my wardrobe for a few seconds before picking out a casual top. She slipped it over her head, letting the grey fabric fall over her skin. It stopped right at her mid-thighs.
She turned around to face me, holding the sides of the shirt with a proud smile. "How do I look?"
I swallowed, my throat suddenly going dry. The shirt hung loose on her small frame, leaving her long, smooth legs completely exposed. And because she wasn’t wearing a bra, her hard nipples were poking straight through the thin fabric, teasing me without her even trying.
I stood up, crossed the room in two long strides, and wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her flush against my body. "Perfect," I growled softly.
I pressed my lips against her ear, "Now I want to eat you up all over again."
Elvie’s hands came up to rest against my shoulders. "You’re a bad boy."
"Only for you," I rumbled against her skin, my hand sliding down to the hem of the grey shirt and hooking beneath it.
I swept her off her feet once more and deposited her back onto the center of the bed. She sank into the sheets, her hair spread out like a fan, her eyes tracking every move I made as I leaned over her, taking in every inch of what belonged to me.
"You’re going to make me miss all my emails," I murmured, capturing her mouth in another slow, lingering kiss that tasted like the cold shower water and the heat of her skin.
Elvie wound her arms around my neck, pulling me down closer, her chest rising to press against mine. "Let them wait," she breathed out against my lips, a soft smirk tugging at her mouth. "They aren’t nearly as important."
A low laugh echoed in my chest. She was learning how much power she held over me, and seeing that quiet confidence bloom inside her was the most captivating thing in the world. I pinned her wrists gently above her head, resting my full weight over her before parting her legs for another steamy round.
**
I pulled out of her wet heat, letting out a low, heavy groan as I crashed onto the mattress right beside her, panting hard.
That had been another intense round, and looking over at Elvie, I knew I had completely worn her out. She was lying on her back, her eyelids heavy and her skin glistening with sweat. I couldn’t help myself—whenever it came to her, all my self-control vanished and I just couldn’t think straight.
I hooked my arm around her waist, pulling her small body flush against my side, and pressed a long, soft kiss to the top of her head.
"You’re sore, right?" I murmured into her hair, my voice still rough from the exertion.
Elvie lifted her head slightly from my chest, looking up at me with tired, narrow eyes. "Do you even have to ask?" she muttered, letting her head drop back down with a dramatic sigh. "I honestly don’t think I can walk to school tomorrow."
I let out a low chuckle, my chest vibrating against her cheek. "You can skip then."
"What?" She sat up instantly, her wide, disbelieving eyes searching my face as if checking whether her professor had actually just suggested truant behavior.
I looked back at her, a smirk tugging at the corner of my lips. "I’m kidding," I cup her jaw and pulled her down into another lingering kiss.
Elvie melted into it, a small smile spreading across her lips before she settled back down, resting her head comfortably against my chest once again.
A peaceful silence fell over the room for a few minutes. I ran my fingers gently through her hair, tracing quiet circles against her back.
"What are your plans for the mid-semester break?" she asked breaking the silence as she looked up at me.
"Nothing that involves leaving this house," I replied, my fingers continuing their lazy circles along her back. "I have a stack of mid-term papers to grade, but mostly... I plan on keeping you right here in my bed."
Elvie looked up at me, a soft blush spreading across her cheeks. "Gemma might expect me to hang out at least a little bit over the break."
My grip on her waist tightened just a fraction, the possessive instinct in my chest flaring up. The thought of her spending her free days away from me made a dark knot form in my stomach.
"She can expect whatever she wants," I murmured, leaning down so my lips brushed against the curve of her jaw. "You’re staying right here with me, little birdie. I don’t mind you seeing your friend, but your days and your nights belong to me."
"You’re bossy," she whispered, a tiny smile playing on her lips as she traced the line of my collarbone with her fingertip.
"I’m thorough," I corrected, catching her hand and pressing a slow kiss to the center of her palm. "And I don’t like sharing what’s mine."
She closed her eyes, melting back against my chest as her breathing slowed down, heavy sleep finally catching up with her exhausted body. I pulled the blanket up over both of us, holding her tight against me in the quiet room.
The idea of a long, quiet week held no dread. As long as I had her tucked safely under my arm right here at home, mid-semester break couldn’t come fast enough.