35 Wrapped in Her Fingers

[ Chapter 35 ] [ Mature Content ]

The soft, sensuous breathing of a man and a woman could be felt mingling well with the essence of male and female sensuality as there around them, a very suggestive innuendo blanketed upon their surroundings and darkened their eyes with fervour.

Julian was standing by the edge of the private elevator, with his back facing the wall and a conniving smile hanging on his adonis countenance, he had his ardent eyes lingering on the ethereal visage of the goddess before him.

What looked back at his magnetic orbs was a set of sultry, hazel eyes that threatened to unsettle him. Alluring eyes that he longed in his wildest craving. Exquisite eyes that would take a lifetime to worship.

He could feel the artful seduction of her left feminine hand rested on his muscles adorned chest as he let her push him backwards with her finger, cornering him between the cold wall and her exquisite, very womanly frame.

He couldn't explain why he allowed a woman to push him. It's always been the other way around with women being at his mercy. Whilst sure on the very rare occasions he would let them take the charge, none of them could make him feel like she did at this moment

He's her prisoner, trapped in her venomous web of temptation, she had him wrapped in her fingers and she knew it. He found her dominance was something fascinating. She seemed to take pleasure in the control she had over him and he's enamoured at the thought of claiming such an alpha woman.

Julian continued to watch her with amused fascination. There's something intensely arousing about watching her transform from the always gracefully-noble, classily-composed, ultra-feminine lady into such a dominant, in-charge and sexually aggressive woman.

Enchanting or aggressive would be the wrong word for this Cassandra, as she looked more than wanting to devour him, not that he would mind though. Something in him throbbed painfully, excited at the thought of getting swallowed by those elegant lips.

With her sharp lineaments, those full lips that always looked as if they're ready to either pout or pucker up for a kiss, and deep golden irises that he wanted to unravel all they hid, there's something wickedly attractive and darkly intriguing about her.

Julian caught her attention dropped to his lips for fractions of a second when he moistened his bottom lip by catching it between his pearly teeth. Her hazel eyes went back to his as she tugged the necktie made of finest fabric with her hand.

Cassandra looked straight at his orbs and despite her above average six feet form, she still failed to look at him on the eye-level. Her lips parted, "You know what Julian. If you insist in tapping out the beat you should at least keep it even and not half a beat ahead."

Julian flashed out his heart-melting smile. "I believe you've misunderstood me Cassandra." He denied, as his sense was being assaulted by the mass of her very pleasant, arousingly fragrant hair.

Evidently, it's been just a couple of minutes since they finished the meeting and it had gone exceptionally well. It's about the meeting where he, not as an heir of Long Conglomerate-Group but as a high ranking government representative, was assigned to hold a business meeting of multinational agenda.

There were more than ten representatives from various countries presented at the meeting and he's assigned to impress them and seal the national scale deals. His agenda was all about evoking their interest to raise the investment in Huaxian cultural sector and industries.

On his part, the meeting was exceptionally productive as he achieved more success than what he had set. As a perfectionist he's when it comes to business he tended to strive for best achievements and outcomes, and it showed well on how he handled the meeting.

His deep and meticulous preparation coupled with his remarkable business expertise had served well, Cassandra had been a great aide as well, as she had smoothed his economic and diplomatic approach with her political approach.

True to his words when he invited her, though having a half-date and getting close to her was his intention, that wasn't the only reason why he asked her to be his companion. Both of them are renowned businesspersons who held the business ethics in a very high regard.

They're proficient in their own respective fields, he acknowledged and respected her as a businesswoman. Right after she accepted his invitation Geraldine provided her the information of the meeting through Jacqueline.

Although he wouldn't have any problem in handling the meeting all by himself, it's always immensely helpful to have such a businessperson of Cassandra's caliber by his side. Sure enough, she didn't disappoint him.

She's a renowned individual in the hospitality industry, cultural sector was something she's familiar with and her immense knowledge of Huaxian political environment was something he couldn't rival at the moment, given that he had just returned to Huaxia not more than five months ago.

When it came to business, both of them switched to their complete professional selves and in the result, with his diplomatic expertise and her resourceful assistance, the meeting had gone extraordinarily well and efficient.

Julian owed her a business favor and he wanted to return that favor by booking one slot of her available schedule for another date. That's all pretense of course as he only wanted to get closer to her.

"Then tell me which part I failed to understand?" Cassandra's lips curved up as she ran her hand around his chest, pushing him back on the wall, feeling the hard, taut muscles beneath.

"That you want to take me out?" She pressured, whispering, "Or that you ask my company to spend the night?"

Cassandra continued, "You're quite bold and optimistic one, aren't you? You might be sorry you asked me out though. What makes you think that I may agree to have a date with you? A man I know too little about."

Julian revealed his charming grin as his black orbs pierced her with their passion and intensity. It seemed futile to hold the mask of his gentleman facade for much longer.

He breathed out, "I do want to ask you out for a dinner Cassandra, I want to thank you for what you've done this night for me. It's not that I like owing a favor to someone but when I do, I want to settle it at the earliest possible opportunity for that's what a man I am."

Julian continued in a drawling voice, "But if you like to treat it as a date, which somehow I feel you like to emphasise it as one, I wouldn't mind."

"As for what makes me think you may want to have a date with me. Again, as how you emphasise it. A man you know too little about." His lips tugged up as a smirk formed in his adonis face, "That's why I want you to give us a chance to know more about each other, to get closer, intimately."

"Moreover." Julian added with charming sparks in his eyes, "I believe no woman has a reason not wanting to be taken out by me."

Cheeky. Her lips pursed at his arrogance but there's no denying the wicked smile gleaming in her almond-shaped eyes. She laughed beautifully, "So you want to repay me by asking me for a date?"

"Have you realised how unbeneficial that sounds to me? You do only want to further take advantage of me, don't you?"

Julian couldn't help but bite his lips in a sensuous manner as he felt her hand slide further down to his abdominal muscles, slowly, teasingly. "What makes you think so, Cassandra?" He managed to say.

"What makes you think a date would only be beneficial to me?" He asked, playing along. His eyes darkened, surprised by the fact that he allowed himself to be swayed by a woman. He couldn't deny that he's overwhelmed by her sensuous wiles.

"Because," Cassandra drank in the pleasure of the power and effect she had on him. She leaned in and stated in a whisper, "I see it in your eyes. How bad you need me."

Cassandra grasped his necktie tight and pulled it down. In a smooth motion she leaned into the left side of his neck. He sucked in deep breath feeling her warm breath on his skin and then he felt something pleasantly familiar on his neck. Her luscious lips.

Her other hand settled on his shoulder as she kept kissing on his neck, sticking out her wet tongue to taste his skin. He's delicious just like exactly how she craved it. He's her finest delicacy; tasted hot, vibrant and virile.

Cassandra started sucking on his masculine, perfectly-defined neck. teasingly using her lavish lips not only made him moan but also sent jolts of pleasure into the extremities of his body.

Words aren't needed now. His passion swelled along their sensuous heart beats as she held him down and brushed her lips against his. It's a lingering touch, their hot breath mingling softly, and she tightened her hold on him pressing her swelling breast against his chest.

Cassandra reached up for his face, drawing it down to meet her lips and kiss him passionately. It's a soft and teasing kiss at first. Her tongue invaded his lips, forcing them to open as she sought out her tongue on his mouth, battling his tongue for dominance.

Her aggressiveness both surprised and aroused him greatly. Julian had longed for this moment. He allowed her to dominate him further. Feeling all his blood ran down the south as she continued french kissing him.

Julian moaned between their kissing mouths and he couldn't hold himself for much longer. His hand began to slip into her jacket, wandering around her voluptuous curves, relishing the pressure of her thigh between his legs.

Cassandra continued assaulting his mouth as she pressed her hips and toned stomach into his pelvis, making him growl, pinning his towering frame against the wall and noting his already fully hard maleness.

Cassandra was lost in the young and virile taste of his mouth but then a beautiful frown formed on her pretty face, she painfully parted her mouth from his when she felt both his hands held on her child-bearing hips firmly, wanting to turn her around.

"Don't fight me." She breathed upon his mouth in a demanding tone. Her gaze pierced his with its authority and intensity. "It's not often I'm overcome with desire so much that I risk a public spectacle."

"You do realise that what we're doing now could make us be the headline by tomorrow, don't you?" Cassandra referred to the fact that they're actually making out in the public place with countless people outside.

"I do." Julian responded with his eyes cloudy with desire, "and I don't mind it as long as it's with you, Cassandra."

Cassandra laughed with so much feminity that he could get himself intoxicated with by just staring at her. She couldn't even imagine how immeasurable the exposure would be if she's dragged into the scandal with him, the mysterious and infamous heir of Long household.

"But I do mind Julian." Cassandra stared straight at his ardent orbs as she traced her dainty thumb along his prominent jawline, up to his succulent lips which she received so much pleasure by kissing from. "I've a reputation to uphold."

"Why do you make it sound like I'm the bad guy here?" Julian teased with his sensuous smirk. "You're not the one who's being sexually harassed here."

She chuckled beautifully and poked out her tongue sensuously, "You're unbelievable."

Cassandra pulled him down again by his neck and latched her luscious lips on his, crushing her feverish mouth against his succulent mouth in a kiss that was aggressive as it's passionate.

Their tongues danced once more, the passion and fire they had been stoking since evening now roaring to full of passionate flame. Their tongues battled for dominance. She's very aggressive, and he's thoroughly enjoying the battle.

As both their mouths grew more intense and aggressive, Cassandra pressed herself further against him and tightened her hold on his neck, her nails scratching on his skin, and Julian returned the favor by squeezing the handful of her nicely curved, firmly defined ass roughly.

Cassandra continued to dominate his mouth breathlessly, while spreading his legs with her knee and could feel the heat coming from his hardness through his pants, she relished the pressure of his enormous size with her nylon-clad thigh.

She knew exactly how to make him crave for her touch, her kiss, all of her. Without breaking the concentration of their searing kiss, she raised her thigh massaging his balls through their confines, essentially grinding her mid-section on his maleness.

A minute more passed by and by now, the scent of their arousal filled the air with aphrodisiac-like scent as his maleness throbbed painfully with the moist heat he felt coming from her most feminine part.

Julian groaned between their breathless, searing kiss as he could feel himself leaking out pre-cum. He's burning and he didn't know kisses alone could make him feel this hot and frustrated. He had never been kissed like this before, hell, no woman had ever kissed him.

He didn't know such a soft and graceful mouth of hers could become this intense and aggressive, she's kissing him like she owned his mouth, claiming him, and he loved it. He continued to dance in their equally dominant kisses.

Cassandra was in no better state as well, her fingers were lacing in the smoothness of his darkest hair as she felt her thighs were burning, her stomach knitting as that familiar tingle built up in her back and bottom lips. She felt herself seeping out a quite amount of warm wetness.

They kissed for they couldn't even remember how long, they're lost in an arousal state they're in as they're essentially grinding, dry-humping against each other, drinking in each other's pleasurably allure.

Cassandra could sense that he's at the edge, his breathing was ragged, struggling to breath. His hands moved down from her bottom, and she could feel one of his hands reaching down her inner thigh, attempting to hike up her skirt suit.

That's when she stopped.

Cassandra parted her mouth from his with much difficulty and pushed herself off his feverish embrace, her body growing cold from the space he filled earlier. She watched his pained face with mirth in her eyes.

Julian knew what to expect and could only suck in a deep breath, trying hard to calm himself. He felt like he's getting frustrated and insane whenever he's around her. He promised himself he would have his payback sooner or later.

Running up a hand on his disordered hair, Julian flashed out his pained smile at the woman that could be the downfall of him. Cassandra looked back at him and smiled, "Don't give me that look. You've got a good time, don't you?"

"More than you could imagine." Julian responded with a sarcastic undertone. It's more of painfully frustrating than good time. But he gotta agree what has just happened was something he had longed for, he would get her full sometime he promised.

Cassandra continued to ignore his intense discomfort as she smoothed her disheveled awfully blond hair and fixed her inappropriately disordered attire, while ignoring her frustrated, only spectator.

Shamelessly looking at the way she transformed back from the aroused, sexually-aggressive woman to gracefully-composed, primly-dressed lady, his Adam's apple couldn't help but swallow as he watched her hand tugging down the skirt suit he had pulled up a little time ago.

"At least the kiss will be more than enough to last me until the next time." Julian commented with a complete lie, there's no way his craving is sated by what had happened. He needed more.

"That's good for you." Cassandra smiled and then applied a lip gloss on her nicely full lips, applying to hide the swollen he left in the way he assaulted her lips roguishly.

"Anyway, don't worry about the favor Julian, I'm sure gonna take good advantage of it sometime later." She drawled out and he could sense the ominous undercurrent in her voice.

Cassandra reached out her hand and pushed the certain button which had made the elevator stopped, it's one of the privileged features of the private elevator. With that, the lift went down to the ground floor and it's a couple of seconds later when the door slid open.

She looked back at him with an enchanting, foxy smile. "I'm sorry I've to refuse your date invitation. Perhaps, you've to try more to impress me." With a smirk, she turned around and stepped out the elevator, however, her steps came to a slow pause when he called her from behind.

Julian looked at her statuesque back and stated, "I know you need me Cassandra." His voice was soft but loud enough for only her could hear. Cassandra wasn't looking back at him as he continued, "I just want you to know."

"I'm always there if you need me." He finished and Cassandra walked off without responding him.

Julian sighed as he watched the woman's disappearing back until he couldn't find her in his sight. The woman of his craving had gone, like a fleeting dream. It's a moment later when he made his way out and raised a hand making a silent gesture at the shadow.

A short time later inside of the speeding white Aston Martin. Seated in the backseat of the super-luxurious sedan, Cassandra peered out the window with her listless eyes. Her then seductive face and sultry smile was now nowhere to be seen as they morphed into a cold and lifeless demeanor.

By the time she arrived at the Peony Villa neighborhood, it's already fifteen past midnight. When Anna stopped the sedan at the blackstone-tiled driveway, Cassandra got out of the car and made her way into the house.

Auntie Marianne dutifully welcomed her inside and Cassandra noticed that Aveline was nowhere in her sight, her daughter must have already fallen asleep.

She's thinking about getting herself a warm relaxing bath when Marianne informed her that there's been an invited guest waiting for her presence since the evening. Instantly, a really troubled look appeared on her face when she came to know who the guest was.

In the next minute, Cassandra found herself standing at the front of her study room and biting down her swollen lip. It took a lot of effort to prepare herself before she opened the door and walked inside.

Sure enough, what caught her line of vision the instant she was inside the Victoria-styled room was a set of sharp, grey eyes of a man whose attention was being locked at her with all of his aloof and glacier bearing. His ruggedly striking, very good-looking face was stained by his molten furious visage.

"Darren."