Chapter 8: Chapter 8

Jethro

He stumbled over himself. He was almost at its peak and became wild there. If the woman had not pushed him, he would have swallowed the opportunity to take off all her veil on her body. He forgot that he did not know it yet, he acted as if he was owning her and knowing her. Oh well, it was not new for him to have sex with unknown women, he was always present at the bar so some women also passed by him.

Yet ... She was different.

Her lips are prickly. It's flavours were subtle and fresh, feels like the taste of the first kiss. The woman also knows how to move. It was dominating him on all corners. The luscious curves of her body and perfectly glazed bosoms were a completely distraction. He wanted to play with it slowly and toggle it's soft skin that is obviously natural and not soaked in makeup.

Shit! Shit! Shit! Did he just have an arouse on him. Her pants stiffened. He was impressed, it was the first time. The woman didn't give him all it means but the speed he touched. It was just a kiss but at the speed of the rupture of his self-containment.

"Who are you? And why are you following me?" The woman's eyes tear. He felt a little guilt, he made the woman cry because of what he did earlier. Is it her first time?

He bet it was the woman's first time to be kissed and touched like that. But it is good to keep up.

Jethro's side lip curved. He smiled at the thought. His hands declared victory and he felt proud of what he did. He was the first to handle its delicacy. He withdrew the heat stroke on his body then empathically look at the woman.

"S-sorry for what i did. About that kis- i mean. I am just curious about you that’s why I followed you." Diyahe! When else did he learn to stutter.

"Oh how rude of me not to introduce myself to you. I am Jethro, Jethro Silvestre." He reached out his hand here. And it's again the first time he wanted to willingly shake hands with a girl. He is stingy in shaking hands especially with someone he doesn't know.

He feels his elite being diminished.

"Cassandra, I am Cassandra Jilonan. I live here."

"Y-you live here? But this land will be sold soon." His forehead unknowingly waved.

"We know. That's why some of us are the ones who revolted. And sooner my family will be next. I believe you are the owner's son." He felt sorry for what it said. It's creamy eyes were dead, its expression sad.

"You know the reason of selling this property right?" He asked.

"You will marry an Elverson." She answered casually. He did not answer. His gaze undresses here.

He never knew that there was such a beautiful beauty here in Libertad Dos. Of all the high-end places he had been to he was still here to find the woman who would make him feel all the first good characters about him. To apologize, to shake hands and of course to feel guilty and ashamed. He was a vulgar sarcastic living demon as his staffs on the company coded him. So he was startled by the twinkle of pity in his heart.

His father is selling the land for the Asta Lonia's. Even though not everyone was sure he knew his father would still sell it. Nothing can stop it. And besides this land is known as a wedding investment to everybody. So if he stops everyone, people will surely attack them, there will be chaos in the mansion and his mother's reputation will be destroyed. And that's what he doesn't want to happen.

But why does he think to stop what his father will do when in the first place he does not care about it. If he wants Cassandra to stay on his sight he can do that. He just have to make the woman his own. He will give it money and live there in one of the condo units he owns. They will be in better condition there. He will support everything, in return he will satisfy the woman's body.

Yes, there is his pity here but he still does not lose his need as a man. And for the thought Cassandra and his fiance are not on the same level. She seems to bet more to keep the known Cassandra than her classy fiance who is just beautiful because of the lipstick on her face. More importantly, Jillian doesn't care what she does. Whether he has a wife or a wife. And Cassandra isn't an exemption to it, it will look like a fixture yes, but the price it gets was the shelter and luxury in life from him.

Jethro secretly smiled. Before everything that he was thinking he had to take it first. He will make the woman his own. He will not release it. Once it's in his cage the only way out is to play with it. He will save it from the situation but with his benefits in mind.

If the sale of land continues, he will surely be able to give Cassandra a new place to live and live in the city. The hell with those other people and this land. He does not care. The only thing left on his mind is to capture the woman and lock it with him. It was just the first kiss but he went crazy and he will do everything to taste it again. He was bound to keep the woman for good, from the time they met at the ship till now he stole the woman's first kiss.

Cassandra

Jethro drove her to their house. When she arrived, her mother was surprised to see her in that condition. What made her eyes even more was that she was with the son of the owner of such land. He sat on a small pallet and simply squeezed her mother's hand to make it to the bedroom. It was there that she was showered with questions that she did not want to answer right now. All she told her was that she had accidentally slipped and the man helped her so they both read.

After changing, she came out wearing her mother's white close-fitting dress. Her mom even asked her at first why she was wearing that. But she insisted. From the way the man responded to her kiss, she knew that this was the only thing the men were after. But of course, she will put spice into it. She will not reveal everything, she will bewitch him slowly.

She saw the mark of Jethro's sticky look on her body. The dress was light and her bra was obvious. She also intentionally lowered the strap of the dress a little to see the smooth stretch of her shoulder to the nape.

She took the hanging towel and handed it to the man. Her mother mixed the juice into the pitcher and took a biscuit from the mug. She helped the mother to serve that to the man. While doing that, she noticed the simple glance of its gaze inside their house. From the ceiling, walls and even in their kitchen.

"I believe you are probably eating a difficult biscuit and juice." she sarcastically asked.

"Sorry about the interventions. But i have to go." He frowned.

"No son. Eat first before you leave. We will not poison you just because of this land." Her mother notioned and continued slicing the vegetables on the table.

"I think you're being bullied at our house so you want to leave son what? Sorry, this is just as small a hut as we can, it's embarrassing for you."

"It's okay. It wasn't your fault." Kimi smiled at it. Cassandra's heart skip a beat.

"Anyway, go ahead and wipe and eat so you can go home." he just nodded and did not answer. He was sitting here. She watches him carefully as he wipes the body with a towel. Still not satisfied, she looked down at her wet pants and intentionally stopped her gazed at the middle. The man blushed at what she did, but she had no intention of stopping the harassment until he finally gave up.

"Son, that's not the way to wipe. That wetness will not be lost if you do not wipe the heart. Just wait." Her mother took something inside the room, when she returned she was carrying her late father's black t-shirt.

"There, take off your wet polo and wear it first. Just don't give it back to us, it's totally not used." He saw that the man was born. "Cassandra just help Sir Jethro. I'll just ask for salt from the neighbour. It looks like we're out of stock." she immediately left and left them both.

Cassandra didn't hesitate to do her move. Shee took a step between the two of them and picked up the towel and pressed it to the man's chest. She knew she was surprised by what she did yet she continued to. Her anointing was slippery and she was surprised that it did not even touch her. Shee then wiped the wet back of him.

Then she paused. She did not say that the man was alert when she took off his polo shirt. Cassandra almost spat at what startled her. Moist and hard abs freshly serve right in front of her, it was wet and waiting for her magic touch. She immediately put the towel on it and rubbed it with a massage. She doesn't know and he seems to like what she is doing. Activate her horny at that time. She was very impressed with herself as the towel was placed on the man's stomach. She discovered a new side of her that she had just found out. She thought, maybe it's the result of determination so she can do these things. Even though it was part of her plan she knew she was doing it for herself and for her sister and mother.

Cassandra stopped as the man held her hand. She was electrocuted, her vein hands had force and heat. Shee crawled upwards until their burning eyes hit each other. Their eyes were communicating with each other silently. Your world and dialogue seem to have their own. he carefully took the towel she was holding from her hand. The man tossed it in the nearby chair before returning the fiery look to her.

He took her two hands and the man tied them around her neck. She stepped closer to her and the wind blew her in the face. Fuck! She almost fainted at the scent of his breath. The man is challenging her. She saw the corner of Jethro's lip rise. The jaws accented and made him look more handsome.

All the hairs on Cassandra's skin stood out. Her nerves were moving and she felt butterflies wanting to disappear from her stomach. She sighed, she approached the man a little. If she wants to play with him she will give him what the young man is asking for. She will make this man kneel for her.

He pressed his mouth to her neck. Her eyes smoulders seduction as she reached for the t-shirt from the overlap. She raised Jethro's two hands in the air to insert the sleeve of the dress. He slowly entered it with a sticky look. When he finished, he immediately violently pulled her closer to him and clung to his neck. She brought her mouth again to the man's neck. She blew it with hot air. Then she looked at her with lust before kissing his neck. She heard the man moan in delight and she was ecstatic to hear it. Shee seems to have really lived up to everything she said and learned.

She gripped hisneck tightly and buried herself even more in the man's neck. She kissed his neck with a bite. Then, she licked it a little before starting to kiss again. The man moaned softly one after another. She heard its weak swearing so she was even more satisfied. Now she's dominating him. From the grip on the neck her hand went down. She tickled his side. And the man didn't fail to moan, he seemed to like what she did.

Then her hands continued to travel. she put it inside his dress. She played with the man's chest and squeezed his hard abs. Sinked by that kiss she undressed to steal the man's mouth. She took a short breath before sealing the man with a sticky and passionate kiss. Her hands were moving unified with the rhythm of her lips. She tried to break the man's closed mouth. And she did not fail. When the man responded to her kiss, she was even more excited. She tasted thousands of flavours out of it. She tasted heaven as it desecrated her mouth, played with it and seemed unwilling to let go. Cassandra's eyes widened. Her acting went the wrong way and travelled far enough. But she will not lose.

She stroked the man's hard body. From the stomach she quickly moved her hands. Her fingers were demolishing everything inside the man's shirt. She glued the body to it to dilute the heat they were feeling. She pressed her body more until she could feel something alive on his. Cassandra didn't waste any time, she slipped his hand on the button of his slacks. The man sprinted and seemed surprised at what she did. She stopped kissing him and walked away. Cassandra's whole thought was over but she was wrong.

"You're really a fighter. I didn't know you were like that Miss Cassandra." And he was surprised again by its violent kiss on his lips. She claimed it again with the help of her brain. She was unable to breath. He could not handle that. She pushed the man away. It is enough that she did acting as a free woman, now she will do the opposite again. She will act as if she was innocent as she did before.

"S-sorry." She caressed his lips with her palm as if she disliked his kiss. The man did not answer. Instead, she just swallowed the only juice of the glass before stepping out. This was followed by the entry of her mother who frowned.

"What happened to her Cas? Why did he suddenly leave? I still wish he was here to taste the chopsuey I cooked." She looked at her mother as if nothing had happened.

"I'm in a hurry, I still have a walk so I left."

"I hope you stopped him. I hope that boy can visit again. Obviously still young, and he looks very descent."

"Of course all the men from the rich family are descended. They just pass it by in clothes."

"That's not what I mean. He's a decent person because he looks kind. Contrary to Don Fructose who always frowns and is not in the mood when visiting the farm. That son Jethro doesn't seem to break a plate."

She smirked. Really? Can't break a plate, eh the man is about to desecrate and break it earlier. Although it was her fault and why that came to be done in her brain but he thought it would not respond to her kiss. So she almost mentally blocked him when she kissed him on the lips. It was as if he had succumbed to the storm with only the courage carried by no one else.

She ignored what her mother said. She went to the kitchen and brushed her teeth. Even though she liked his kiss she knew it was still part of the plan. She had no intention of keeping the stain of his kiss on her mouth even though it had brought her heaven before. She rinsed and went to her room.

She looked at herself in the mirror. She was impressed she did not know that she was hiding something from acting. She was able to kiss the man without being completely swayed. Although almost everyone goes there she still manages to control herself. She'll admit the man is a head turner and its appeal will undeniably reach as far as Mars. There were times when she felt a twinge in her heart, she felt something unexplainable that could sometimes stop her heartbeat but she ignored it.

She went to the closet. Her plan seems to be a success. The young man was touched by what she was doing. Experiencing from how excited the man kisses her makes sure she gets back there. She was complacent, after all she was putting all her charms into her acting. What more gimmicks can she do next.

She thought while holding the cell phone. Only one she knew a lot about it. She initiated Margarita's number. She will help ask her in her next attack.