My Bodyguard and Me

Chapyer Seventeen

Cassy

"I will see you in the office tomorrow yeah?" He asked and I chuckled slightly. For some reason, I wanted the chat to continue but I guessed he didn't. Perhaps he had other things to do. I thought for a while before sending the thumbs-up emoji and exited the chat. I exhaled rapidly, many thoughts reeling through my mind all at once. My stomach grumbled, reminding me that it needed to be filled. I got off the bed and made my way to the bathroom to take a shower.

I stood there in front of the mirror, naked. At that moment the only thing that I could think of was Drake being naked behind me as well. The fact that I was forcing myself to hate him wasn't helping. It felt like I was indirectly fueling my desire to be with him. To have him all to myself. My mind wandered back to the night at the mansion before we flew here.

The way he held me to the door, his hot breath on my needy body. His hands were softly, yet tightly wrapped around my neck. The thought of that night made each strand of hair on my body stand. I found myself wanting his touch and satisfaction from him alone.

"Snap out of it, Cassy. It's high time you put this behind you and move on." That tiny voice returned. I could not stop hearing the voice inside my head. It was annoying, frustrating, yet it was right.

"What if there is no moving on from this feeling? I want him, for me." I tried to block the voice in my head but it became louder and louder. I didn't want to listen anymore. I just wanted him and that was all that mattered.

I slowly roamed my hand around my body, concentrating more on my t**s. I inhaled deeply, letting myself feel the wave of shock that came with it. I closed my eyes slowly and let my mind handle the imagination. I pinched my n****e and let out a soft moan, not minding the fact that I might be heard. I felt a dripping sensation down my thighs and I hadn't even touched the shower yet. I was wet.

If I had panties on, they would be drenched now. I couldn't keep my hands from going down there, massaging my clits. It was hard and firm, waiting for his tongue to swirl around it.

"Drake!" I whispered trying to link the tip of my fingers to his tongue. I let out a soft moan as I continued to use my free hand to massage my t**s and pinched my n*****s at intervals. I moved my waist in rhythm while moving my fingers around my clits. My lips were overly sensitive and my p***y wouldn't just stop giving juice.

"I want you inside of me, Drake!" I whispered slowly, letting out a heavy breath. I felt pleasure roaming about my body. I could barely stand on my feet and I wasn't even inside of me yet.

"Take me! f**k me like you own me. I want to be at your mercy." I continued to whisper and slowly slid my middle finger inside of me. I could barely maintain balance as I quickly opened my eyes. I gasped at the sudden increase in pleasure. I wished I didn't have to stop at some point and also hoped that he was the one inside of me right now.

I made my way to the toilet seat, spreading my legs wide apart. I leaned forward to see my p***y. I leaned backwards, closing my eyes as I slowly slid into me, while letting my mind imagine Drake doing all that to me. It went on for a while until my whole body went into a mini shock. I creamed all around my p***y and when I slid out my hand, it was covered in p***y cream. I panted, trying to catch my breath. I felt dirty and filthy, but quite satisfied. I stood, staggering slightly before I attained balance. I took a deep breath, hesitating before turning the shower on. Water dripped down my entire body but I made no attempt to wash myself as my mind was filled with severe thoughts about what I had just done. "What if he had heard everything I said from his room? After all, it was right next to mine?" I thought. But I made sure to be as quiet as ever. There was no way he could have heard me.

The bath took longer than normal. Well, it was because of the call of nature that I had to answer there. I picked up my phone immediately after I got dressed. It was slightly past eight. There was no way I would sleep without eating anything. I heaved a heavy sigh as I made up my mind to go and get what to eat. The thought of calling him crept into my mind but I felt awkward about being in his presence. He was probably trying to relax and trying to get ready for tomorrow. He is not aware of what I was doing behind closed doors.

I picked up my card, thinking I could take a stroll out without his knowledge, but immediately I stepped out of my door, his door opened, and the first thing I noticed was his body fit black turtleneck that he had on. I could not deny the fact that it was breathtaking as it showed his muscular physique. Gosh, why does it keep getting worse?

"And where do you think you are going?" His voice jolted me back to reality as I quickly raised my gaze to see his face. He had a deadpan look on his face, totally unreadable. I was quiet. I really wanted to act nonchalant and rude towards him, but my body wanted something totally different, so it was not reacting in the way I wanted. I stared at him, deep inside his eyes. His cold eyes pierced through mine and I was forced to open my mouth and allow words to fly out at will.

"I just wanted to get something to eat!" I looked away immediately.