Chapter 8: Chapter 8

Cassandra's POV

He closed the distance between us in a split second and crashed his lips on mine.

The moment his mouth came down to meet mine, I knew I was lost. His fingers tangled into my hair at the nape of my neck as he tilted my head to dominate the kiss completely. It wasn't a gentle kiss at all. It was a hungry, passionate, yet lingering kiss, which showed me that he had missed me as much as I had missed him. My arms went around his neck for support and I kissed him back with equal fervor. His hand tightened around my waist and he molded my body to his. I sighed, surrendering to him completely as a moan escaped my mouth. My body seemed to have a say of their own and they pressed more into him, making him groan with pleasure.

A loud wail broke us apart as Julian stared at me wondering what the noise was. Max! I wrenched myself out of his embrace and rushed upstairs to Max's room to find him awake and crying.

"Oh my baby, what happened?" I asked him and picked him up and cradled him on my shoulder, rocking him a little and cooing at him soothingly. Julian also came in,

"Is everything alright?" he asked with concern.

"He woke up crying," I told him as I gently massaged Max's back and I swayed so that he could fall asleep. To my surprise, Julian arranged his cot. When Max fell asleep again, I put him down gently in his cot but he instantly opened his eyes and started crying. I was at my wit's end since his diapers weren't soiled, he wasn't hungry, he didn't need burping, and he wasn't sick. What could be bothering him? I was feeling worried when Julian stroked Max's hair lovingly.

"I think it's infant colic. He needs drops for colic pain. Do you have it? Else I can get it from any 24 hrs pharmacy," he offered.

"No, I have it. Here take him, I'll get it," I said as I got the medicine and administered a few drops into Max's mouth. Julian soothed his back as Max slept on his chest. He sat down on the couch with Max as he slept. I calmed down and watched him dazed, confused, and falling for him a little. How could I not? He was something else! I had never met a guy like him before. It was obvious that he cared a little for us but why?

"Did you have dinner?" I asked him, blinking the thoughts away. The more I thought, the more I would fall for him.

He nodded and getting up, gently tucked Max into bed. We observed for some time and then tiptoed out of his room. It was already 12 o'clock at midnight. "Sleep in Avery's room, Julian. You don't have to drive back so late," I told him as I opened the door to Avery's room.

"Why can't I sleep with you?" he asked from the corridor not entering the room. I was dumbstruck by his question. Sleeping with Julian was too dangerous, obviously, it was out of the question. Moreover, I hardly knew the guy. How could he expect me to sleep with him when we had just met? It was a ridiculous proposition indeed!

"That's not possible. We can't sleep together," I said as my cheeks turned hot and pink.

"Why not? I will make love to you, soon. How long will you fight me?" he asked playfully as he approached me making my eyes widen as I wanted to take back my offer of asking him to spend the night here. How do I always fall into such situations? However, it would be a lie to say that my heart didn't want to sleep with him!

"Just go in and sleep," I said as I tried to push him inside but he didn't budge even an inch. The guy was made of what? Rocks?

"No, I'll sleep with you," he continued relentlessly as he started towards my room.

"Julian please," I said begging him.

"No Cassie, I will sleep with you," he said as he entered my room and looked around.

"Then I'm going to sleep with Max," I said turning around, but he caught me and pinned me into his body.

"You will sleep with me," he ordered with authority, picking me up and depositing me on my bed. He stripped to his boxers and climbed in too. I just closed my eyes shut and lay down on my side of the bed, literally hanging on the edge with pink cheeks. I couldn't understand how things escalated to this so fast. Like in the blink of an eye when couples take ages to figure out their feelings for one another. And here I was jumping into bed with him already! But then just sleeping was still acceptable. Why did he have to strip? This was sheer torture. I was fully clothed, I didn't even get to change into my pajamas.

Two strong muscular arms pulled me into his chest and his arm went around me from behind. How would I sleep when I was so acutely aware of his body against mine?

"Julian, I can't sleep in my jeans. I need to change. Leave me please," I pleaded with the impossible man.

"No, I won't," he said as he hooked his fingers into my jeans and took them off me, leaving me in my pa*ties and my T-shirt. His hand went under my T-shirt and unhooked my br* and took it off without opening my T-shirt. "There, done? Now sleep," he said while his eyes roamed all over me, taking me in. I was totally red with embarrassment.

He lay down and pulled me to him as he groaned and tightened his hold, his other hand caressing my legs, going under my T-shirt to my stomach till it reached my brea*ts. He kept on caressing my bre*sts, his thumb playing with my aroused peaks till I couldn't take in the torture anymore. His mouth followed his hand and clamped onto my hard peaks, sucking, biting, and licking crazily. I arched my body to give him more access while a moan of pleasure escaped my mouth.

"Julian," I whispered hoarsely, unable to recognize my own voice.

His thumbs hooked into my pa*ties and he pulled them down roughly, exposing me to his eyes as he stared at my body with sheer desire. I was dripping wet already and his sharp intake of breath as he looked at my wet folds made me completely lose my restraint. His hand caressed my mound lovingly while his mouth kissed me there. It drove me crazy with want as it sucked and kissed and licked every fold, eating me like a hungry predator till I called out his name with my release.

He licked me clean and cuddled me tightly to his chest as we lay down to sleep. I couldn't find my clothes and he didn't let me go find them. So with hot embarrassed cheeks and body, I lay in his arms, only in my T-shirt, to sleep.