Worth Any Price (Novella)

Chapter Three: Affair

Anri

I WOKE up and realized that the fireplace had been lit and I'm under a thick blanket. After the countless orgasms with Cassian earlier in the kitchen, I passed out. I bit my lower lip as soon as I feel him breathing against my nape. He's hugging me close to his body and his massive erection is poking on my butt.

This is wrong, right? He's basically a stranger. I should've stopped him when he pressed me against the wall and dry-humped me to several orgasms. But why does this feel right, though? Why does it feel like he's right? Like I somewhat belong here in his arms?

I'm not stupid. The best thing to do now is to act like nothing happened. Who on Earth f***s someone they just met? Of course, that happens on one night stands but this is different. He's the next door neighbor. He's a stranger. I don't even know a single thing about hin except that he adopted Leah.

If I knew him for at least a month, maybe I'll agree to the idea of hooking up with him. I technically slept with him. I'm smarter than this. I should know better than to give in to my urges and surrender to a stranger.

But as soon as he pressed me against the wall, all rational thoughts vanished. Suddenly, my body ignited, my fantasies are awakened.

Suddenly, I'm on fire.

Is this really smart? Being intimate with someone I just met? But this is outside of my comfort zone. I should take precautions.

I can't wiggle free from his embrace. A slight movement from me somehow alerts his mind even when he's sleeping.

"Cassian..." I whispered and tried to break free from his arms. He moved and mumbled some nonsense.

"I need to work. It's night time and I need to cook."

"I will have food delivered," he mumbled in his sleep again. His hands went to my breasts and cupped them. I moaned and melted against his chest.

"Damn, your raspy voice sounds hot," he whispered against my ear while his fingers played with my n*****s.

I tried to clear the heavy fog of desire in my brain by shaking my head. "Cassian, we just met. I think we should stop doing this—"

"Doing what?" His voice has a hint of anger in it that I can't help but flinch.

He saw my immediate response to his anger so he hugged me tight. "I'm sorry, sweet. I know you're not used to someone being angry at you. I'll watch my mouth from now on."

Well, being beautiful means nobody wants to hurt your feelings. Everybody's eager please you or make you smile. So, if someone showed me a negative emotion, I'm easy to spot it. My neighbors back in my hometown knew that I avoid people with anger issues because I'm a bit sensitive to those. I get hurt when someone is angry at me.

How does this man know that?

He kissed my nape with a gentleness of a warm breeze that it made my heart flutter.

"I know we're going too fast but I want you, Anri. I'm not going to hide that. Please give me a chance."

I want to say "no" to him, but his voice is pleading and he's holding onto me like he doesn't want to let me go. And even if I push him away, I know that it'll be hard for me to avoid him. It's been so hard to avoid him eversince I saw him in my neighborhood the day he picked-up Leah. I slept that night after I touched myself to the thoughts of him. And, now that I'll get to be with him for real, there's no point in avoiding what my body wants. I'm old enough to make my own decisions. If I want to have s*x with someone I barely know, so be it.

"Okay." I finally gave in and sighed, finally satisfied that I let my impulsive side win out. I have always been a woman who follows her logic. I rarely listen to my impulsive thoughts unless my gut feeling agrees with being impulsive.

Cassian pulled me closer against his chest and kissed my hair. "Oh, Anri. You're mine."

I smiled at those words. It is so funny to think that this stranger is holding on to me as if he can't afford to lose me.

Cassian started kissing my nape while his palm traveled to my legs. I whimpered a protest. We could have an affair but not in my employer's house.

"Not here, Cassian. Please. This is Priya's house."

I turned my head to look at him. He was about to say something but he chose to close his mouth and nod. "Fine, Anri. We'll go to my house."

He bit my earlobe in a playful way that made all the hairs in my body rise. "Tomorrow, I'll give you a tour of the village. After that, we'll visit my barn and, maybe, I'll be in the mood to f**k you on top of the haystack. Do you understand?"

My heart skipped a beat when he said those words. His finger searched for my c**t under the hem of my dress as his other hand played with my right breast. He then plunged a finger inside me and fingered me until I'm in a puddle of desire and helpless under his touch.

How did he know? How did he know that I longed to be f****d in a barn? How did he know one of my dirtiest secrets?

Before I could think of an answer, my body convulsed and my screams echoed through the house. Cassian grunted at the sound I made during my orgasm and I figured that maybe he enjoys looking at my pleasure.

Does he have a weird kink like me? Does hearing a woman moan makes him c*m?

There's hope inside my chest that maybe we're the same. Maybe, he likes me because I somehow mirrors his desires. Maybe, he can feel that our appetites in bed are the same. Maybe, for the first time in my life, someone gets me.