He kissed her!

He was true to his word, leaving her breathless as his lips moved wildly against hers. She gasped when he pulled her waist closer, giving him the chance to thrust his tongue in.

Soft, addictive, inviting, and sweet. He couldn’t get enough. He deepened the kiss, demanding more—it was just like that night, a night he would never forget.

He recalled how she barged into his room, drunk, and before he could speak, she crashed those same addictive lips onto his. Cassius remembered how he couldn’t stop himself that night, devouring her as if he owned her.

Now, he was tasting those lips again, fucking addictive. His...