Prized Possession

[ Chapter 62 ] [ Mature Content ]

"You know you're lucky tonight, don't you?" Cassandra slurred into Julian's ear with her hand on his lap.

Ten minutes after their wild dance, Cassandra was sitting in his car. She could tell by the flush on his face that Julian was frustrated by the quick change from her dry humping him at the club to his impatient driving.

Julian looked at her, took her hand from his lap and brought it to his lips, loving the way her feminine fingers fit in his grip, they felt warm.

As his eyes held hers, Julian tongued her nails, gave in to her temptation and said, "It takes more than mere luck to hold you in my arms."

"Feel like we're fated."

Cassandra felt the urge to burst out laughing at Julian's corny line, but she managed to keep her composure. Despite the cheesiness of his words, she found them endearing, and took it as a sweet compliment that her young lover was so infatuated with her.