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Jareth stared blankly into the wall as he toyed with the shot glass in his right hand. Cass was lying on the couch, holding the bottle of scotch that the two of them had cut in half.

"You also drink a lot, what?" commented Jareth not looking at the maiden. He raised one hand on the carpeted floor.

"What do I look like to you? A pussy?" Cass lifted one leg and hung it on the back of the couch. Her white and smooth legs were exposed and Jareth couldn't help but stare. He cleared his throat before answering, turning his head away from the tempting sight.

"I don't take you as a pussy, Cass," he never thought of her as that. He knew she was just like Charlie, she have some fucking balls in her that are prolly bigger than most guys. "I just didn't take you for a hard drinker."

Cass laughed. He looked at it again to observe how its face blushed with laughter. She was cradling her tummy when she looked at him. "I was never the champagne drinking social butterfly everybody seemed to think of me." she became thoughtful all of a sudden. "You still don't know much about me, Jareth."

"Like what?" he knew he had promised here that they would just drink and they would have nothing else to talk about. But he was drunk and didn't want to go home yet — scratch that, he had nothing to go home. And besides, he's curious. He wanted to know Cassandra some more.

"Like everything was just a cover up," she said. "Nobody really knows me."

She took a swig from the bottle of scotch. He thought the woman had no intention of speaking again so he approached her and snatched the bottle. He leaned back on the couch but remained sitting on the floor. His back was now turned to Cassandra. He also drank from the bottle and waited for what it would say next.

"Sometimes I think I don't even know myself at all," she said quietly. Jareth doesn't have an answer to that so he took another swig from the bottle and brought it over his head for Cass to take it.

He heard the couch squeak and he felt its action behind him. He sat down and rested both legs on his right side. He couldn't help but stare at her smooth legs. Her legs are more feminine compared to Charlie's. Charlie is a bit muscular because of his more active lifestyle.

While Cass's is round and looks soft and tangina she wants to caress and squeeze them. Not only that because he also thought about how it felt when the girl wrapped her legs around his waist as he swayed quickly between them. His dick went semi hard at the thought.

Aren't you really satisfied with the woman you slept with last night and even Cass you're craving? He wanted to smash his head on top of the center table.

But how could he not even desire the woman if it seemed to be the motive? He didn't know if it was just drunk or what.

"What are you thinking right now, Jareth?" its question later later.

"Honest?"

"Would you lie?"

Jareth smiled. "I would. Cause sometimes the truth makes people uncomfortable."

"Do you think you can make me uncomfortable?"

This time, Jareth turned to the girl. She was looking at him. She grinned. Diyata and this woman challenges him. He got up from his seat and leaned over it on the couch. Cassandra sat up in such a way that her feet were back on the couch and it was facing her.

He imitated its position. They are now both facing each other.

"Do you want me to make you uncomfortable?" he asked, grinning.

She raised one eyebrow at him. "You can try."

That made him grin wider. He stretched his right leg out to the point that his foot was already touching her thigh.

Cassandra didn't even flinch.

"Ask me again what I'm thinking."

"Okay." she crossed her arms across her chest making her fucking gorgeous rack stand out. "What are you thinking right now, Jareth?"

"I'm thinking of how your legs look great," he answered almost immediately.

"Yun na yon?" she counter smirked.

"And how they would looked even more beautiful wrapped around my waist as I fuck you — how do you like it, Cass? Fast and shallow? Or soft, hard and deep?"

He saw Cassandra swallow. The surface of his chest and neck also turned red. Signs that it was affected by what he said. "

Are you seriously thinking of fucking me, Jareth? "

"Yes." It was quiet. Suddenly it distracted its eyes by staring at its fingernails. "I--"

"Am I making you uncomfortable now?"

She did not say anything at first. Until she muttered something under her breath that Jareth wasn't able to catch. There were also a few seconds before he looked up and shyly stared at her. "It was supposed to be our honeymoon tonight."

His eyes narrowed at her. He sat up straight. He wanted to approach Cass but he wanted the consent for him to come to come first.

"I can make you feel like it's your honeymoon, Cass. Just say the words."

The girl hesitated. Jareth wanted to know what she was thinking. It was there that it seemed confused but there was a determination he could see in its eyes. There was fire in there that wasn't there before they started talking. He wanted to know if he's the one who lit those fire.

Say it. He silently wished. Not because he was barren. He isn't some hot blooded teenager who can't control body heat. Yes, he had just sex. It's true and he won't deny it. He enjoyed having sex with the woman from the bar. But Cassandra. He inwardly sighed. He already knew this. He's just so fucking attracted to women broken women. First, Charlie, then the woman from the club who's still engaged — he mentally punched himself for that. And now, Cass.

He looks at her and he could see the broken woman she is. Whether it was because of her fiance leaving her or because of something else she couldn't determine she didn't care. He could just easily exploit that weakness in her. But there was a voice in the back of his mind telling him not to continue.

He remembered. This woman is fucking crazy. Does he really want to get involved with that kind of shit? He just got out of a very toxic relationship with Lavinia. Would he really want to repeat that mistake?

But god she's gorgeous! Looking at her sitting on the couch with him, biting on her lower lip ... She's a beautiful woman and he had to be fucking blind not to see that. She welcomed him in her hotel room when he wanted a refuge, the least he could do is take her loneliness away even for just a few hours of sex. If the girl agrees ...

WILL CHARLIE GET MAD AT ME IF I HAVE SEX WITH HER BEST FRIEND?

Cassandra repeatedly asked herself as she stared at her hands resting on top of her lap. She couldn't look at Jareth whom she knew was staring at her at this moment. Because she knew, the moment she stare back at her, she would know the answer.

What else? Eh di yes!

What kind of woman in her right mind would say no to this man? Right mind? maybe you mean crazy? That's Jareth James Aragon! He may be fucking hot but he's known for being a notorious fucker.

May ilang beses na bang nagkuwento sa kanya ang kapatid niya tungkol sa mga sexcapades ni Jareth? Hindi nga ba't ang latest ay ang foursome nito diumano with those hot Victoria Secret models? Noong una ay diskumpyado pa nga siya sa kwento ng kapatid niya. But seeing Jareth upclose?

Hindi sa hindi niya napapansin ito noon. God! He's got that yummy bad boy looks that most women dig. Kaya lang ay iritable kasi siya dito noon. He always have that lovesick look on his face whenever he looks at Charlie. And it grates at her. Naiinis siya kasi gusto rin niya ng ganoon. She wanted someone to look at her the way Jareth looks at her sister!

At ngayon, nakatingin si Jareth sa kanya nang parang ganon. Hindi kagaya ng pagtingin nito kay Charlie. Close, but not exactly the same. He looks at her with hunger. With amazement. Her pulse quickened at the thought of him having that kind of reaction towards her. Hindi kagaya ng dati na parang gusto lagi siya nitong sakalin.

She dared steal a glance at him. She just wanted to make sure kung tama ang pagkakaalala niya sa lahat ng detalye. Ngunit bago pa niya mabawi ang tingin ay napako nang kusa ang mga mata niya sa labi nito. She used to think that reddish lips would look feminine on a guy. But his looks so inviting. Like they're begging to be kissed. Licked. Bitten and sucked.

"Cass?"

She toyed with her nails, the way she always does when she feels uncomfortable.

"How are you gonna make me feel like it's my honeymoon?" patay malisya na sagot niya.

"So, you're interested?"

Tumango siya. There's no sense na magpakipot pa. She just wants to hear it from him.

"I'm going to give you all my undivided attention." He inched closer. "Do you want a massage? I'll give you one. I'll feed you. I'll take care of you. The way your stupid ass fiance should've treated you."

Nahigit ni Cassandra ang hininga nang biglang lumapit nang husto sa kanya si Jareth. Halos maduling siya sa para lang makita ang mukha nito. She could feel and smell his scotch-flavored breath fanning her face and she couldn't get enough of it. "And I'll fuck you and make you scream in bed like you should've been doing by now cause it's your fucking honeymoon."