CASSANDRA'S POV
A sharp intake of air filled my lungs. Now that he said it, the slight ache on my clit became apparent. What was wrong with me? I came here to talk to him
I adjusted my weights and clenched my legs together to dull the ache below. His gaze was still on me as if he could notice the slightest motion my body makes like how it traced my neck noticing the slow gulp
Damn it was breathtaking but once again I shouldn't be distracted by the fact that he had a face that could make people go weak to their knees because of a simple smile or those sharp eyes that could snatch the air from my lungs
That was what I tried to get my mind to think, but how could I when his hand was roaming my body at a miserable slow pace and my head was too air-fried to stop him. He could probably fe
