Her heart escapes a beat against the sight of Mathias, he had lost nothing from his attractive body. He is wearing a two-piece suit and looks dashing in it. The man still looks incredibly athletic and his handsome face lits up with a charming smile as he enters the garden.
Cassie's core begins to throb like it did when she saw him in the old days. With an urge to talk to him, she gets closer to his side. However, before she reaches there, Cassie's father greets his friend with a warm hug. She slows her pace and watches them chatting.
When Mathias notices her with the corner of his eye, he turns to look at her and his brows slightly knit together. Their eyes meet and Cassie feels that familiar warm wind blowing between her legs. She approaches more, wondering if he recognizes her.
The second she reaches them, someone calls her father for his help and Cassie inwardly thanks that person, she is alone with Mathias now.
"Hi, Mr. Raptis." She extends her hand to him as she smiles warmly. "I am-"
"Cassie." Mathias interrupts her with a pleased face, slowly holds her hand. Before she surprises with joy against his reaction, she feels a delight shiver run from her hand through her arm with his touch.
"Oh, you remember me." Cassie feels her cheeks are getting red. She resists the urge of biting her lips to suppress her smile.
"I would recognize this delicate figure wherever I see it." Mathias confidently says and Cassie's surprise grows. His voice is serious and he doesn't sound witty. She desperately wants him to elaborate his declaration.
"How so?" Cassie asks as trying to look calm, however, a fire is ignited inside her core and grows under her dream man's intense gaze.
Mathias takes a step towards her as his hand gently squeezes hers. His warm breath licks Cassie's face while he murmurs with a warm gaze. "I had watched you enough to recognize it while you were stretching in that patio."
He. Did. Not.
Is she daydreaming right now or the man of her dreams is flirting with her?
Cassie's breathing gets even faster, she feels her pussy releases warm fluids onto her panties. Heat crawls through her neck till her face is already reddened.
Her lips slowly part in wonder and Mathias's eyes drop onto her mouth. She watches how his pupils dilate as his fingers twitch around her hand.
God, how can this be true? He is lusting after...her? Mathias Raptis, the most forbidden fantasy of her life, has an interest in Cassie?
She bites her bottom lip to see his reaction and the man swallows hard, he can't rip his eyes from her mouth. Cassie tries not to blush or giggle, she needs to show Mathias that she is a grown woman now.
"Actually..." She slowly speaks as caressing his palm with her middle finger. Their eyes meet and she keeps talking with a sensual voice. "I like stretching everywhere."
Flames dance behind Mathias's eyes against her naughty words and a crooked smile appears on his face. Cassie smiles as biting her lip again and he leans to her face like he is going to whisper something. However, her father turns back to their side and Mathias straightens, lets her hand go.
"The next time you should come earlier, buddy." Cassie's father speaks as he hands a beer to Mathias.
"I hope I can, Peter." He replies with a sincere voice and takes the bottle. "Work stuff."
Cassie listens to this dull exchange with frustration. Their moment is gone, Mathias's full attention is on his friend now.
Her father turns to Cassie with a genuine smile. "See? How much has my princess daughter grown?"
She tries hard not to roll her eyes with embarrassment. Princess? Then her father caresses Cassie's hair with compassion and something dies inside her. Please dad, not now... He didn't have to pet her in front of this man, like she was a little toddler.
Fortunately, Mathias doesn't seem like he is taken aback. "Yes, Peter." His intense gaze is on her face again, he murmurs with appreciation. "She has."
Was it possible for her panties to get more wet? They are, now.
“Hey buddy. Remember my brother in law?” Peter asks with annoyance. “The Blue Coats fan.” Cassie’s father has never got along with her uncle because of his fanaticism of the Long Island Hornets.
“Don’t tell me he is here.” A cocky smile appears on Mathias’s face and Cassie bites her lower lip, she needs his attention back but her father makes it impossible.
“He dared to show up in here, Long Island with his team uniform after we beat their asses.” Peter sends an arm around his friend’s shoulder and drags him toward another direction. “Can you believe his audacity?!”
Her father didn’t even let Mathias say goodbye to her. Cassie whimpers with frustration as watching her dream man leaving. She has to find out if Mathias is truly interested in her or he was just entertaining himself.
While her father speaks about his plans of sparing the beers from the rival fans, Mathias looks over his shoulder back to meet Cassie’s eyes. Her heart escapes a beat as she freezes on her feet. He winks at her surprised face with that cocky smile and turns his head.
Oh my God!
He definitely is interested in her the way Cassie is for him. Yes, it sounds crazy but hell, it’s true!
Cassie presses her hand onto her stomach, feeling butterflies wildly racing in there. Biting her lip as smiling, she watches Mathias going away with his friend.
But Cassie has no intention to let him go far.
Helloo 🧁 Is Mathias into her? or He is being friendly?
Emily Raptis is standing there with all her fascination. The burgundy dress hugs her alluring curves, and the golden accessories complete her look with effortless elegance. Her caramel-toned skin looks more tanned than usual, like she has been sunbathing somewhere.Last night, Cassie thought that she could keep ignoring this cruel woman’s threats since Mathias had sent her away. Now, she is in shock to see Mrs. Raptis standing right in front of her all of a sudden.A few hours ago, she was confident about Emily for the first time in her life. However, her confidence just evaporates when she sees the woman unexpectedly. “Hello, Cassie.” Emily Raptis greets her with an emotionless voice. “H…” She opens her mouth to answer but can’t find her voice. God, such a coward she is! Where was that confidence coming from last night, for real?!Suddenly, all the memories with the woman’s husband from last night flash through Cassie’s mind in a second. How they were making out near the wine tabl
On the right side of Cassie’s neck, there is a giant hickey with tiny teeth marks, along with purple dots within its boundaries. Did her mother see it? God, did Hazel and her grandmother see it?!She rapidly scans the memories of last night and remembers that she had her hair down and covering her neck at Hazel’s house.Thank God.And earlier, when her mother was inside her room, she was lying down on her right side on the bed.Again, thank God.She touches the tender skin of her neck and watches her reflection in the mirror. Remembering that exact steamy second Mathias brutally bit her neck when he came as his muscled body crushed hers, Cassie blushes like a fresh tomato. Her breathing quickens as she caresses the purple mark with the tip of her fingers. Biting her lower lip, she suddenly misses his hold around her body. The possessiveness of his gestures when he was taking her made Cassie feel more feminine than ever. She wasn’t a naive virgin before him, of course, but somehow, M
Cassie is walking on the street with a bag full of frozen coconut slices in her hand. Hazel's grandma insisted Cassie take as much she can carry as and try her Buko Pie recipe at the first opportunity. If Cassie can't follow the recipe, she is always welcome to their house to try grandma’s pie anytime. They are the nicest people she has ever met, for real.Remembering their hospitality, Cassie reaches the garden of her home with a warm smile. While getting in, she glimpses at the house across the street, the place that witnessed her night full of sin and forbidden pleasure with its landlord. Her smile freezes as she shivers and her heart pounds at the memories of those passionate minutes. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she turns around and walks inside the garden, toward the patio. When she was a high school girl who was doing desperate yoga shows there to catch that cerebral man’s attention, Cassie would never guess her teenage dreams could become real one day.Now, as a grown
Cassie looks at his eyes defiantly. “You just knocked over the bucket.” She lifts her chin with attitude. “There is no more milk.” Resilience. Mathias’s lips curl upward. He likes it. “Too bad, little girl.” His hands roam over her curvy sides, then he squeezes her thighs. Cassie’s body shivers against his touch, Mathias can see flames dancing behind her challenging eyes. “Then you will milk me.” She gasps as her large breasts are squeezed between their bodies. “What do you mean- ah!” Mathias lifts Cassie off her feet and she grabs his shoulders for support. He walks toward the window and throws her curvaceous body onto the haystack between the bales. Then he takes his cowboy hat off and tosses it aside while his eyes wander over her. That pink dirndl wraps Cassie’s curves tightly and makes her breasts look more alluring. She balances herself on her elbows with a condemning smile. Unable to wait to tame this sassy girl until the morning in this barn, Mathias begins to u
Mathias opens his eyes to find himself in a wide, open meadow.The joyful atmosphere surrounding him is filled with the cheerful sounds of laughing children, mingling with the lilt of traditional music. There is a massive carousel turning slowly, and vibrant banners fluther overhead as people dance beneath them in celebration.The scene is familiar to Mathias but he has no idea what the hell he is doing there. Plus, why is everything so big? It's like he turned into a cockroach like Samsa out of nowhere.The vibrant colors of the festival wash over him, and the crisp breeze carries the faint scent of fresh-baked bread. Confused, Mathias slowly turns around and gets even more surprised against the familiar view in front of his eyes.There are busty milkmaids carrying wooden milk buckets with bright smiles. They all look attractive in tight dirndls as they wander around while swaying their hips. Oh, God. Mathias is back in the German festival when he attended middle school at age twel
Groaning, Mathias throws the phone onto the couch and rests both arms over the back of it. He is acting like a teenager again. There is no way he would jerk off on the same night he had sex.Tilting his head backward, he watches the ceiling with unpleasant thoughts. There is another thing that’s making him uncomfortable. It created a shock effect when he learned that Cassie was in a stranger’s house. A girl, alone outside at that late hour and finding a place to spend the night that quickly? Even a close friend would consider it a fait accompli and reject her. But that person who accepted Cassie was available for her all the time, huh?Mathias has never asked if she had a boyfriend, and the thought of it makes him uncomfortable. More than he is comfortable to admit. The possibility of Cassie lying down on some guy’s bed when Mathias was tidying up their mess leaves an unpleasant taste in his mouth. That’s why he implied that Cassie might have been with a male friend. She didn’t und