CHAPTER 8

CASSIE POV

Cassie woke to the sharp sensation of cool calfskin on her skin. She opened her eyes gradually, recalling the night some time recently like a few kind of provocative wander off in fantasy land. It

poured into her intellect like a waterfall, making her moan out loud and re-position herself on the sofa.

As her eyes rippled open, she begun pondering where the hunk of man meat was. She sat up marginally, a small blinded by the sun sifting through the blinds. She found the office totally empty

Had a great lay and fucked off?

Not precisely wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am, but damn.

Cassie stood from the love seat and begun looking for her clothing. Particular subtle elements from the brilliant night some time recently leaked into her intellect and made her tremble. She smiled as she found her destroyed bra tossed over Talon's work area, her torn undies were stowed absent underneath it, and the rest of her equip was cast behind the sofa like it had been cursed.

The impacts from the orgasms still had Cassie flying tall. She had never, ever climaxed that numerous times amid sex. There was a portion of her that couldn't accept what had happened was genuine, but as she walked into the office's fancy-ass lavatory and took a see at herself underneath the tenacious beams of the fluorescent lights, she knew that it had happened.

Her red-tinted hair was disheveled, a bit like she had been shocked. The cat-eyes she had drawn on were spread on her cheeks like she was getting prepared for Halloween. To Cassie, she looked depleted, went through, but absolutely satisfied.

Her green eyes sparkled like a delicate fire at dusk. She smiled at herself and at that point continued to turn on the shower to get a speedy wash in.

After drying herself off, Cassie got dressed in her unique dress, entertained by the unkempt see and prepared for the infamous walk of disgrace. She wasn't indeed near to being embarrassed, but the saying would make her companions snarf either way.

"So figure who is getting prepared for the walk of shame?" she texted to the group.

A few seconds afterward, Cassie listened the phone ping. She grinned at it, feeling approved, wild, and a small bit free for once.

"GET IT, GIRL!" Maeve had said.

"No disgrace, nectar! YOU STRUT OUT OF THERE!" Rylee replied.

Cassie let out a laugh as she perused her friend's steady writings. It was exciting to have so numerous present day female companions who did not compare one-night stands to anything pernicious. They knew as much as Cassie did that she required to unwind. She fair didn't know that it would be in the arms of a devastatingly alluring man at a sex club.

She cleared out the lavatory and started looking for her heels so she might at last get out of there. As she looked the scene, she listened the doorknob press open and at that point observed as the huge man risen back into the office, holding a pack of nourishment and two huge mugs of coffee.

He made Cassie halt in her tracks. Damn, he was some way or another able to still see so singing hot in the early hours of the day, like somebody she would cut out of a magazine as a teenager.

He respected her with a wide smile, looking down at her uncovered feet and licking his lips.

"I think they're next to the couch over there," Claw said, motioning with his eyebrows.

Cassie may feel her cheeks blossoming warm as Claw set the nourishment on his work area and set down the mugs of coffee. She was solidified in her position, mindful all at once that she had washed all of her cosmetics off, stressed that she wasn't looking about as astonishing as she had the night before.

But Claw was paying her no intellect. He was wearing a gray T-shirt that surrounded his thick body faultlessly, his arms bulging out of the tight texture like a melon. He expelled the covers from the coffee, at that point raised his blue pools with a single eyebrow cocked to see at her.

"One or two sugars?" he inquired specifically. Cassie felt like she was going to faint.

"Two works," she said, the words falling out of her mouth like stones.

Talon poured two packs of sugar into her coffee and at that point started opening up the modest cases of cream. Cassie breathed in profoundly, at that point came toward him at the work area, her handbag clutched in front of her.

"Two creams as well," she said, feeling a bit more confident.

Talon grinned at her. It would certainly see priggish in other settings, but to Cassie, it was emphatically brilliant. He overflowed a certainty and surety that Cassie had never found in any man some time recently. Certainly not one she fair had hypnotizing sex with.

She cleared her throat and attempted to center herself, not utilized to the confounding impact Claw was having on her.

"I thought you had hightailed out of here this morning," Cassie jested, still standing close him.

Talon proceeded to streak that marvelous smile as he expelled two breakfast sandwiches from the pack and laid them on his work area. He looked up at her and set a hand on his hip, the chest parcel of his shirt straining.

"I would never do that to a lady as tasty as you," Claw said, touching her cheek delicately and flicking it absent fair as fast.

The man is hypnotizing me. I fair fucking know it.

Cassie was happy that his following move was to drag out the work area chair and offer her a situate. Her heart was pounding in her chest. Her skin was vibrating like the most wonderful freeze attack.

Talon pulled the chair that was implied for his visitors around to sit closer to her. He unwrapped his sandwich and continued to scarf it down like a starving puppy. Cassie, in turn, took a few nibbles of hers to guarantee that her energized tummy was going to be able to process anything fair yet.

Talon gulped the monster nibble he had taken out of the sandwich, swallowed a few coffee, and at that point looked at her with those dazzling blues. Cassie needed to swim in them, to have all the cares in the world dissipate as she showered profound interior him.

"So, final night was," he started, holding the glass of coffee in front of his lips, "pretty fucking amazing."

Cassie's confront went hot once more. She had nourishment in her mouth, but she gave him a sweet grin, constraining herself to see absent from his charming gaze.

When she gulped, she held the coffee in front of her nostrils, diverting herself with its appetizing scent.

"I think I am slanted to agree," Cassie said delicately. "I haven't had a night like that … ever."

Talon held the rest of his sandwich in his huge hand, at that point raised his eyebrows at her.

"No?"

Cassie shook her head.

"Not inside later memory anyway."

The silence took over for a minute, where the only sounds in the room were their chewing and the subtle passing of cars past the office. Cassie might feel her hands shaking. Her body was debilitated by Talon's nearness. She thought she was going to liquefy into the chair at any second.

What the hell is going on?

"So what does Miss Cassie do when she isn't having evenings of perpetual pleasure?" Claw said with a half-smirk painted onto his face.

Cassie grinned, looking down at the table as she chomped. "I'm a vice-principal at a adjacent tall school,

Candlewood," she said. "I spend a part of time attempting to re- coordinate kids onto the right path."

"And how is that going?" Claw asked.

Cassie flickered. It was something she hadn't thought approximately. Any life past the modest universe of the office where they had illustriously fucked appeared like a far-off memory.

"I do my best, I suppose," she said. "It's all any instructor can do."

Talon gestured, pushing the final of his sandwich into his mouth. He chewed respectfully, not talking until he had eaten up each final crumb.

"I can see you as a teacher," Claw said, cocking an eyebrow. "Do you have glasses?"

Cassie felt her whole body break out in a sweat, and the encourage to chomp her lip was profoundly overpowering. She knew what course he was heading, and she had no crave to halt it.

"I do," she said, inclining forward. "But I as it were wear them in class."

Talon snapped his fingers together and shook his head, an energized see of dissatisfaction crossing his face.

"Damn," he said. And here, I thought I was approximately to fulfill one of my most profound fantasies."

Cassie bit her foot lip, at that point ruffled her hair around like a porn star in warm. That was how he made her feel.

Like a sexual goddess, brazenly longing for more ways to invigorate her meriting body.

"So tell me," she started, feeling a surge of self-assurance move through her body. "What kind of one-night stand incorporates breakfast in the morning?"

Talon laughed, rumbly and manly, at that point he inclined forward onto the work area. Cassie might see veins running through his lower arms as he tapped his fingers against his chin, which made her ponder around a certain other put, where thick veins drove her crazy.

"I wouldn't essentially call this a one-night stand," Claw said, radiating at her.

Cassie inclined forward on the work area. She felt her breasts press against it, attempting to capture him, flicking his eyes descending and appreciating her sufficient cleavage.

"Oh?" she said with wide eyes.

"No," he snarled at her. "Because final night was so fucking brilliant, I would cherish to see you again."

Silence cast itself interior the room with erotic pressure. Cassie might feel her clothing hose once more, her warm radiating from between her legs once more with a sharp require. Her heart bounced around between her rib cage, and any idea of the world past vanished into wonderful oblivion.

"Well," she overseen to say. "You're seeing me right presently, so why don't you take advantage?"

The words spilled out of her mouth like hot rain, and Claw was speedy to capture them. He inclined forward and forcefully took her lips between his, sending Cassie in reverse in the chair. She wrapped her arms around his head and ran her fingers through his hair quickly as she tasted him, feeling entire once more.

"Fuck, you're sexy," Claw growled as he snacked on her lower lip.

Cassie was supernaturally misplaced in her real sensations once more. Claw was a man who knew what he needed and wasn't afraid to take it with constrain. It wasn't something Cassie was utilized to encountering, so having it happen numerous times in twelve hours, and having her feeling like an dazzling ruler, was beginning to make her address each choice she'd ever made in her life.

But for the minute, none of that mattered. All that mattered was that Claw was once once more utilizing his lips, mouth, and his teeth to disrobe her on the office chair whereas she gasped underneath his touch. It was a world she was past elated to step into, to have her body do the talking for the rest of her life.

Talon moaned as he adored each inch of her he seem get his hands and damp mouth on. He brought down himself to her tantalizing neck, the constrain of his require squeezing against her skin like hot coals. He viciously meandered her body, frantic to get her exposed again.

Cassie closed her eyes and let him do what he needed. She felt like she was sitting on a position of royalty and was being respected by her most gifted hireling. She ran her nails up and down his back as he pulled her breasts out from the limitation of her pullover, at that point, inevitably, set them free once more.

Cassie wheezed as he plowed his confront into her enchanted circles, her areolas difficult and erect inter

ior his mouth.

She threw her head back and did everything she could to relax and allow him to play her body like the gorgeous instrument it was.