Chapter 72 Gawd Of Fingers

Chapter 72 Gawd Of Fingers
"I'm going Mrs. Nora!" Bella announced, grabbing her phone from the table.
"Drive safely!"
"Bye!"
Bella reached the car garage, and fumbled her purse.
"Where's my car key?" She muttered, arching her brows in frustration.
Not being able to find it, she kicked the car tyre. "Now I—" the rest of the words drowned in her throat when she saw someone sitting inside her car, cigarette curling around him like some street criminal.
Ziggy faced her, cigarette smoke covering the window, making it look like a cold haze.
He held the cigarette between his index and middle finger, staring at her with the smile Bella considered the most silly.
"Looking for this?" He twirled the key in his left index finger.
She frowned. "How did you get my car keys?"
"I found it."
"Don't act smart with me," she warned.
"Fine," he smirked, getting out of the car. He slammed the car door shut. "I stole the key from the table."
"Couldn't expect less," she mumbled under her breath not aware that he had heard her. She opened her palm. "My keys."
He raised the key mid air, pretending to drop it in her hand.
She tried snatching it, but he withdrew his hand.
"I ain't in the mood for this shit. I've been out throughout the night. The least I can do is expect you to understand that."
"That's why I'm saying, get it lemme drop you off." The key dangled lazily in his index finger.
She scoffed. "You must be a joker." She leaned forward reaching for the keys.
He rested his back to the car, and she fell on him.
Her body pressed down hard on his chest.
He grinned, using his right hand to press her down.
Bella's heart skipped as she felt the cigarette fire burning close to her ear.
"Soft titties."
Bella pushed herself away from him. "Bastard. I'll get you arrested for—"
"The arrest part can wait." He threw the cigarette on the floor, and stepped on it. "Didn't you say you're tired? Or you wanna show me how soft your—"
Bella got into the car before he could finish. She didn't sit at the front. There's no way she'll sit with a man who looks nothing less than a criminal, and harasses like them.
Ziggy didn't argue. There wasn't any need. He sat in the driver's side, and started the car.
"Antonio Lalu P.O box 20, right?" He beat her to it, glancing at her through the rearview mirror.
"How did you know that?"
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Back in Cassian's room, they both were at the bathroom. Lalissa was currently stripped naked while Cassian was still in his clothes.
Hot water streamed down her body, running along different parts.
Cassian's hand moved, scrubbing her body for her. His eyes were filled with nothing but pure lust, and total consumption.
Lalissa looked relieved as she gazed at him feasting on her body like he wanted to discard the stupid sponge and claim his property.
Her happiness multiplied when she found out he wasn't disgusted at her. He could never. The reason was anger and maybe a little bit of self blame. The thing she loved the most was his anger. Angry that those who hurt her are still roaming around freely.
Slap.
She jerked back when she felt the hot soothing burn in her cunt.
"Daddy isn't skipping any part." He shoved the sponge between her thighs, his hand touching her wall repeatedly.
She held onto his shoulder, obeying his words.
He stayed quiet, grey eyes devouring her honeyed cunt while his hand and sponge kept giving her the torture all in the name of helping her bathe.
"Cas...Sian." She couldn't hold it again. It's too much. The intentional pleasure is too much.
The sponge went deeper, his finger brushing her clit. The shower rained on them, but couldn't hide the special kind of water that slid down her thigh.
She grinded once.
Her legs parted, and the sponge brushed against her clit.
She spread her legs apart, and grinded her hips again.
"What's wrong?" Cassian murmured looking up at her with nothing but those sinful eyes of his.
She shook her head, breathing out a sigh of relief.
"Okay," he hummed, his voice low as he hung the sponge.
Lalissa noticed the way his voice sounded, and the way the okay was stretched as if—
He squeezed the shampoo in his palm. "Your back?"
Lalissa did as told, her eyes locked on the mirror. Spirits immediately left her body the moment his fingers entered her hair. Her system relaxed completely and she instantly felt the things she missed for the few hours she was taken away and locked up.
"Ahh." She didn't know when a relaxing moan escaped her lips. She just couldn't help it. It feels so good, and she wished he'll wash her hair everyday. There's nothing he literally can't do. He's an A++ in everything he does. Intelligent. Smart. Successful. Handsome. Caring. Loving. Knows how to handle a woman. Has a dark side she's so obsessed.
"You're badly asking for my temptation," Cassian whispered, increasing the shower. Water poured out heavily. "I won't stop, and you know that."
The water slid down her body like water rushing down a rock. Cassian started with her hair, the lather mixing with the water. Slowly his hand moved down—her neck, chest, stomach, thighs.
Lalissa parted her lips, meeting his eyes on the mirror as she melted into his touch. Her feet moved on the floor, heavens appearing before her eyes as he teased her like the sinner that he is.
It felt weird, strange, and good watching him explore her body like that.
She widened her legs, but he escaped that part she badly wanted.
Accidentally taking a step back, her back hit his abdomen.
Something hard poked her ass—painfully hard.
Her cheeks flushed red as she felt the pressure he added to the palm on her body.
Cassian rubbed her waist, making sure her eyes stayed focused on the mirror. He was losing it. His sanity was leaving and it's all because of his little doll. When a seductress is presented before a devil, the devil loses control. And this seductress wasn't of any kind. She was his abyss. His feral consumption.
"See how needy you are. How badly you're begging for my cock?" He pressed himself on her ass, pinching her inner thigh.
Staring at them both in the shower, they looked too needy to be called normal. Perfect view.
Lalissa nodded, shuddering when he teased her clit. "I want you to destroy me until I forget I was taken away. Until I forget how a disgusting dick touched my body. Until I forget the slap—"
He cut her off by crashing his lips brutally on hers, knocking off air from her lungs.
She gasped, his mouth taking her whole mouth into his. Their tongues jammed with exhilarating force. Some water entered their mouths giving the kiss a low sound.
His fingers pushed their way into her clit, and hell broke loose. She held him, the water on his skin causing her grip to loosen at the slightest movement.
He allowed a little space in-between the kiss just so he could speak. "I'm coming to make you forget those bastards' touches. I'm going to remind your body the original owner. Your thoughts are going to be filled with only my cock. Only mine," he growled, not giving her a chance to respond before sucking her lips again.
Fuck!
Lalissa screamed in her head since her movement of speech had been reduced.
This is nothing compared to the other times they've been together. It was new. Different emotions were crashing. Anger. Love. Jealousy. High emotions she didn't believe their relationship had or Cassian had towards her.
Her senses flew away when his finger hit the deepest and sweetest part of her cunt. Her body shook, running breathless. The water mixed with her juices. Her cunt pulsated around his finger.
She didn't see the chance to announce her closeness before she came crashing all over his finger.
He broke the kiss, and she drew in a long breath.
He held their eyes together, and licked off her remaining juices.
She was still breathing when he gripped her waist in a possessive hold, holding a strong obsessive gaze.
The heat coming from their bodies was so strong that they both felt it.
"One," he said hoarsely, reclaiming her honeyed cunt again.
"Gawd of fingers!"

\[BELLA'S HOUSE\]
The drive back home was partially silent but not on Bella's part. If looks could kill, Ziggy would have been involved in a dangerous accident while driving her. Her glare was murderously sending him to an early grave.
Ziggy parked the car, and waited until she got down before coming out.
"My car keys?" Bella asked again.
"You're welcome." Ziggy tossed the key to her, and she caught it on her chest.
"Arsehole."
"That's right. I could fuck your arse right now," he winked, his eyes focused on her chest.
Bella noticing his stare looked down at herself. Her first two buttons were undone, and the side of her boobs was peeking out.
"Pervert," she hissed, throwing him a last glare, as she began heading in.
"Get ready to be seeing more of this pervert!" He said loud enough for her to hear.
She raised her middle finger to him without looking back.
Ziggy burst into laughter, his laugh faltering for a bit when his phone vibrated.
The vibration sound already told him it's a text from Cassian. Only Cassian's text pops with a different vibration from his normal contacts.
~Prepare yourself. We're going for our first rat hunting. Forty minutes.