Cassidy covered her mouth, her body shaking a bit before she climaxed with a sob.
"You okay?" Easton asked, his voice rough.
Cassidy's face was flushed, with tears glistening in her eyes. Her lips were nearly bleeding from how hard she had bitten them. She turned away, a fresh wave of embarrassment washing over her as she continued to bite her lip.
Easton put his finger on her lips. "Cassidy, answer me."
As soon as she parted her lips to speak, his finger slipped inside. She pushed it out with her tongue, nodding with a red face.
Easton chuckled, pressing her hand against his waistband, his hot breath on her ear, his voice rough. "That's good."
He guided her hand to undo his pants, and his erection sprang out, hitting the back of her hand.
Cassidy was startled. She wasn't sure if it was her imagination, but Easton seemed bigger than usual.
She swallowed instinctively and tried to move back, but Easton held her waist firmly. He bent down to kiss her, his lips sucking and biting with increasing intensity. As she let out a sound of pain, he thrust into her, his member sliding in smoothly. Her tight walls enveloped him, and he breathed heavily, kissing her hard while his hips began a slow, deliberate rhythm.
Cassidy quickly got lost in the lust, forgetting to ask what Easton meant by those words.
Meanwhile, Owen was stopped by a hot girl who confessed to him.
The girl in front of him was wearing tight clothes, looking at him expectantly. But when he met her gaze, he thought of Cassidy's face.
Owen quickly stepped back and politely turned her down.
The girl seemed to see right through him and smiled after being rejected. "I hope you can be with the one you like soon!"
Owen didn't expect to be read so easily and felt a bit embarrassed. Just then, his friend walked over. "Owen, I got something good. Wanna see? It's really exciting!"
Owen had no idea what his friend was talking about, but he followed him to a lounge. "What do you want to show me?"
His friend gave him a knowing look. "Owen, in places like this, one-night stands happen a lot."
Owen got what his friend meant, but he wasn't interested. When he wanted to leave, his friend had already opened a video.
This lounge seemed connected to the surveillance of another lounge. At first, Owen didn't care, but the woman's moaning in the video caught his attention; that voice was too familiar.
Owen couldn't believe his ears, but when he looked, he was shocked to see Cassidy's face on the screen; she was under another man, gripping the sofa tightly in pleasure.
Owen's face went pale. The surveillance didn't show the man's face, but he recognized the man's back; it was his brother, Easton!
Without thinking, Owen pushed his friend out of the room.
His friend looked confused, but Owen, doubting what he had seen, went back to the lounge and watched the video seriously. He realized the two people having sex were indeed his stepmother and brother.
The revelation that Easton and Cassidy were in this kind of relationship shocked him to the core, leaving his mind blank. Instinctively, he wanted to delete the video, but as he looked down, he was horrified to realize he had become aroused without noticing.
Owen shamefully turned off the video, his face twisted in discomfort. He wanted to erase images from his mind, but no matter how hard he tried, they replayed like a movie he couldn't turn off. Cassidy's voice, almost like a spell, echoed in his ears, messing with his head.
Owen clenched his fists, his breathing getting heavier. He kept telling himself to calm down, trying to push down the desire building inside him.
A few minutes later, Owen finally opened the lounge door.
His friend had been waiting outside since being pushed out, confused and worried about Owen.
When the door opened, his friend looked at Owen's pale face with concern. "Owen, what's wrong? You okay?"
Owen's forehead was covered in sweat as he shook his head. "I'm fine. Delete all the surveillance footage from just now."
"What?" His friend asked, not understanding why Owen wanted this.
"You don't need to know why. Just delete the footage, all of it. No trace!" Owen's eyes were cold, almost threatening.
His friend quickly nodded, promising to delete all the videos. Only then did Owen's expression soften a bit.
Easton and Cassidy had no idea their secret was out. After finishing in the lounge, Cassidy finally believed that Easton had liked her for a long time. She wanted to ask why he hadn't told her sooner, but realizing it was pointless, she stayed quiet.
They cleaned up and walked out one after the other, while the dance party continued with people dancing in the ballroom.
Easton looked at the dancers and suddenly extended his hand to Cassidy. "May I have the honor of a dance?"
Cassidy looked at Easton, and for a moment, she saw the Easton from their school days inviting her to dance. "Of course."
She placed her hand in his, and Easton led her to the dance floor. They both remembered the dance party during their vacation on the island.
Back then, Cassidy had made Easton dance with Zoe to help her get his attention. They had quarreled and didn't dance together. Unexpectedly, they were dancing together now.
After the dance, Cassidy felt much closer to Easton. Although Easton had confessed once on the island, she had thought he was just clearing up a misunderstanding. But now it seemed Easton really liked her.
When the dance ended, they were ready to leave but couldn't find Owen.
Easton called the driver and found out Owen had already gone back.
Cassidy found it strange since Owen wasn't the type to leave without saying anything. "Could something have happened to him?" she asked, worried.
Easton pulled her into his arms. "Are you worried about him? He's grown up; he'll be fine."
Cassidy nodded, but the memory of rejecting Owen earlier made her uneasy. She decided to call him.
Owen answered, but he sounded down.
"Owen, did you go back?" Cassidy asked.
"Yeah."
Cassidy wanted to ask how he was, but hearing Owen's voice, she couldn't find the words. She worried it might be because of her rejection or something else.
Sensing her hesitation, Owen spoke up. "Cassidy, don't worry, I'm fine. When Easton gets back, I want to talk to him."