Chapter 54

BLEU

CASSIE

I could feel the heat burning in my veins. While I could use "stress relief" as an excuse to sleep with Eric Bleu, I couldn't lie to myself that I felt something beneath the surface. The connection I felt for him wasn't as strong as the one I felt for Matt. As a matter of fact, I couldn't compare the two. The feelings were two different feelings.

It was entirely out of convenience.

When we'd first met, at the time, he'd seemed intimidating even though his eyes were so warm and inviting. But now... well, I just knew there was something else about him. Something that made him stand out. This new feeling with Eric started the night of the full moon, or so I thought.

It had all started because of the night we spent together; when we got back from our late night escapade in the hills of Garden Creek. There was a comfortable feeling he gave me that made it difficult to stay away from him. I realized that whenever I was having an issue, he was the first person I could think of going to because I knew he took our alliance seriously.

These feelings are so new to me. I never thought about what it would be like to be romantically involved with someone before. I didn't even think there was a possibility of it. But here I am with my hand on his cheek while he's kissing my lips. The only problem is, was this going to be fleeting? I had said it was just sex, but deep down, was that all it was? Just sex?

It didn't really feel like that, not anymore, and I don't know how much longer I can continue pretending as if nothing happened.

But I guess I shouldn't have expected anything more.

He kissed me more passionately than usual and pulled me closer to him.

He stopped abruptly before he pushed me against the wall. Our bodies were touching all over, his arm holding me tight.

He looked deeply into my eyes, searching for answers.

I tried to say something, but I wasn't sure what. His mouth was already on mine again, and I felt the heat coming back up my neck.

His hands were still around my waist, slowly caressing my sides. It was so nice.

He broke off the kiss and leaned down toward me. I closed my eyes as he pressed his lips against mine again.

The next thing I knew, I was lying on my back, legs spread wide open for him, shamelessly He was on top of me, and I was surprised by his strength; he was practically crushing me, yet I couldn't help but notice that he wasn't hurting me at all.

He kissed me softly. My heart skipped a beat.

Then he moved his hands inside my dress, moving them lower and lower until they reached my panties. I gasped at the unexpected sensation.

He paused, looking at me. Then he smiled and started kissing my breasts. I moaned loudly as he continued undressing me. I felt him gently touch my most sensitive part. His fingers slid right inside me, and I shivered.

He kept going, moving his hands down further until he found himself rubbing against something very sensitive. He lifted his head and looked at me.

"Are you sure?"

I nodded, too excited for words.

He continued stroking me gently while he removed his jeans and boxers.

I closed my eyes and let myself enjoy it. He moved between them, looking at me intently, waiting.

This is going to hurt, isn't it?

I closed my eyes and bit my lip. He was already hard.

I reached out, wrapping my arms around him. I wanted him. All of him. He lowered himself onto me, thrusting in and out of me as he kissed me and touched me.

It was so good; better than I'd imagined. I couldn't believe this was happening.

As if to answer my thoughts, he began moving.

I couldn't help the groan that left my mouth as he continued thrusting inside me.

Eric pulled out, taking me with him.

My body instinctively arched towards him, wanting more.

My entire world narrowed as the sensation overtook me, leaving me dazed and gasping for air. I hadn't felt such pleasure since... last night, actually. My entire body trembled as he came inside me several more times, making slow, steady strokes against me. Every movement sent waves of pleasure through me. I wanted more of it.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him tightly against me.

My eyes stayed closed for a few seconds as he continued moving inside me. His hand rested gently on my hip, rubbing small circles. He knew how to be tender, and I loved every second of it. I dug my hands into his hair as he plunged into me, waking all the senses of my body that I'd forgotten existed.

We remained connected, completely lost in each other's presence. I had no idea where we were; it didn't matter. Everything felt alive and electric, and everything he did to me only added to the euphoria I was experiencing.

"You're doing amazing," he breathed in my ear.

I couldn't speak. Words failed me completely. I had to focus on breathing and staying upright.

"Do you regret it?" He asked after a few moments.

I shook my head and smiled slightly, letting my hand slip under the covers.

I placed it on his chest, feeling how fast his heart was beating.

I traced my fingers along the contours of his torso until I reached his nipple. I pinched lightly and watched as Eric's breath quickened.

"What do you want?" He asked quietly.

I ran my hand along his jawline and smiled as he grabbed my wrist. I moved forward to kiss him, but before our lips met he pulled me close to him and wrapped his arm around my waist.

He held me so close, I could barely breathe. He nuzzled his nose against mine, brushing my lips with his. He nibbled my bottom lip, then pressed his tongue against mine, gently licking my upper lip. I opened my mouth and kissed him deeper.

He shifted so he was resting on his elbow above me. Our kisses became more passionate, more intense, it was as if he was trying to devour me whole.

After a moment, he raised himself above me. He stared down at me, eyes hooded with desire. His lips were wet and swollen, and I wanted nothing more than to make them taste like mine again. I cupped the side of his face, and he leaned down to kiss me once more.

His teeth scraped my bottom lip as he slipped his tongue inside my mouth, exploring it, tasting me. He moved slowly, savoring every moment.

He flipped us over, settling himself between my thighs. He began kissing my neck, trailing his tongue around it, drawing out moans of pleasure. My body trembled beneath his weight.

As he brushed his fingertips across my breast, I could feel him getting harder. I wanted him inside me; I ached for him. He looked up and locked eyes with me as he slowly began sliding into me.

I cried out loudly, grabbing him tighter. I felt him enter me and moan deep in his throat as he began moving. I could tell I was close. I needed him.

I tightened my hold around him and moved my hips to meet his thrusts. As soon as he entered me fully, I released my grip around him, allowing him to move freely. With each thrust, I grew wetter.