CHAPTER 12
Savannah
The low strum of Donny Hathaway is playing in the background as he slides me his tongue. During the kiss, he cuffs my right breast, massaging gently, twisting my n****e, wrapping my right leg around his waist. He eases inside, and we both moan in ecstasy. “Baby, s**t, I want you so bad. All the time,” Cassian confesses. As he thrusts in and out, the water splashes out of the tub as I grip his ass, pulling him in closer, not wanting this feeling to end.
“Arghhh! Yes, baby, keep going,” I cry out. He surprised me when I came home with a candlelight dinner, flowers, and a bubble bath. He wrapped my hair up and washed me clean from the long day.
“s**t!” Cassian groans, picking up his pace with short thrusts.
Tears pool in my eyes. “OMG! Mhmmm,” I moan, rubbing up and
