14: Surrender

Cassie POV

After talking to Joshua on the phone, I spent the entire day getting ready and deciding on the perfect outfit for our weekend together. We were going to spend the night together and maybe stroll along the beach the next day, so I needed a bikini and more beachwear.

I stared at my clothes, wondering if I should wear something more revealing and sexy or something simpler. Did Joshua care about having a fully made-up, glamorous woman by his side, or did he appreciate the simplicity of things? I was so confused, and not knowing his habits didn’t help.

“What should I wear?” I muttered to myself, looking at a beachy outfit, still unsure. In the end, I just grabbed something random. After all, Joshua probably wouldn’t care what I was wearing if all he wanted was to see me naked.

I smiled to myself, so excited to see him that I couldn’t even eat all day—I was too anxious to be with him.

I fixed my hair, put on light makeup, and slipped into a short, simple red dress, princess-style, fitted just below my breasts and flowing at the bottom. I threw on some shoes and waited for his message saying he was downstairs waiting for me.

Josh showed up exactly at the time he promised, 6 p.m. When I came down from my building, a black car was parked on the side of the street. As soon as he saw me, he got out and walked toward me.

He looked gorgeous, dressed in a sleek, dark tuxedo with a youthful air and a seductive smile on his face. He gently pulled me by the waist and hugged me warmly. I could smell the fresh, woody scent of his cologne. He spoke close to my ear, his voice so captivating it gave me goosebumps.

“So good to see you again.”

I smiled a bit awkwardly, wrapping my arms around his shoulders. Joshua stepped back and opened the car door for me, being courteous. I slid into the cushioned seat, watching him enter through the other door beside me. As soon as he sat down, I couldn’t hold back and leaned in to kiss him on the lips.

I missed him so much… His skilled hands went straight to my waist, pulling me closer, returning my kiss with the same urgency I felt. The car was already moving silently as Joshua and I embraced in the backseat, caressing and savoring each other.

“I thought you’d never come looking for me again,” I said, wanting him to know how much I missed him.

“Believe me, I’m so desperate for you I’d move heaven and earth to see you again,” he confessed, taking my breath away. His eyes locked onto my face, studying me, as if he wanted to memorize every detail. I kissed him again; this man couldn’t be *that* perfect.

Just when I thought Joshua couldn’t surprise me anymore, he went and did it again.

He took me to Los Angeles in his private jet—something I’d obviously never experienced before, since I didn’t have the money to buy my own plane. He served me champagne as I sat in one of the jet’s comfortable seats, and he sat beside me, never straying too far.

His lips were experienced when he kissed me, and I felt safe in his arms. I slid onto his lap, one leg on each side of his body, and indulged in him, kissing his neck and shoulders while moving slowly against him. I loved how he gripped my ass under my dress—it made me want him so badly…

But, unfortunately, the flight was short. Between conversations, flirting, touches, and kisses, the three-hour flight passed quickly, and soon we arrived at our destination. It wasn’t long before we were at his beach house in Los Angeles.

The sexual tension between us was so intense that, as soon as we were alone in his house (which was massive, by the way), Josh lifted me by my thighs and claimed my lips in a fervent kiss. As I returned it with equal intensity, my hands fumbled to untie his tie and unbutton his shirt.

“What a temptation… I’m completely lost for you,” he growled between our kiss, biting the flesh of my lower lip.

“I’m lost for you too,” I confessed. “Since that night we were together, you’ve had me captivated.”

He laughed, but it was almost a growl. “I bet I put you through some rough moments.” His words were smug, as if he knew I couldn’t find full satisfaction with anyone but him. And he was right.

I groaned impatiently, tugging at the hair on the back of his neck. “Just take me already!”

“You’re lucky I’m at your mercy, brat,” he said, then pressed my back against the nearest wall, making me gasp and wrap my legs around his hips, pulling him closer.

He sucked on my neck and shoulders eagerly, trying to get my dress off. I could feel his erection forming, pressing against the spot between my legs—it was clear how much he wanted me. “I want you, Cassandra… My God… Please,” he pleaded desperately.

“Then have me. I’ll let you have me…” I said, wanting it more than ever.

He carried me to the bedroom. There was a massive bed where he tossed me and quickly pulled off my dress. He kissed me all over, his hickeys trailing from my shoulders to my breasts. He slipped off my panties in one swift motion and kept going lower, his mouth descending until it stopped between my legs.

I called out to him, confused about what he was doing. “Josh…?” He lifted his head and looked at me, so much mischief in his eyes… He wasn’t about to do what I thought he was. Or was he?

“I’m addicted to your taste, baby,” he growled, lowering his head and running his tongue along my folds, making me gasp in surprise and sudden pleasure.

I was shocked, and strangely, my clit started pulsing. “What are you doing… Oh!” He didn’t even let me finish, already sucking and licking down there, the sensation making my eyes roll back in pleasure. It was so much better than the first time.

“You’re so wet for me, baby. And I love it,” he said, keeping a relentless pace, sucking my clit and teasing his tongue along my entrance. He knew exactly what to do to get me ready for him, primed for his cock.

I grabbed his hair and tugged lightly, unable to control my moans. I was practically grinding against his face, desperate for relief any way I could get it—this man was driving me wild with pleasure.

He pulled away suddenly, and I hated it when he did that. My hand immediately went to my vagina, slick with his saliva and my natural lubrication.

Joshua had stepped back to put on a condom. I knew it was necessary to be safe, but I hated when he moved away. “Hurry up, Daddy…” I pleaded impatiently.

Unlike our last night together, the room was well-lit this time, and I was sober enough to fully appreciate his naked body. He was so muscular and sexy—now I knew he worked out every morning, which explained his gorgeous physique.

His thick, large cock was fully erect for me. I bit my lip at the divine sight and waited for him with my legs spread. Joshua looked at me shamelessly, his light eyes seeming to glow with how much he wanted me. He climbed over me, settling between my legs.

“Tonight, I’m going to drive you crazy, Cassandra,” he practically growled, utterly consumed by desire.