To His Hell and Back
Chapter 224: It’s A Long Night

Chapter 224: It’s A Long Night

Cassius’s eyes narrowed slightly at her joyful expression and then he broke to a chuckle and pressed her hands to his cheeks, "Mhm it is my first time with someone I chose. So would that perhaps make you pity me a little?"

Arabella raised her eyebrows. Truthfully she felt a little nervous since it’s her first time. She might not know what people would do after kissing but she knows more about sex not too much but just enough to know about it.

It’s her first time and granted she didn’t know what she should do or how she should act, finding herself worried that instead of doing well, she will make this warm mood between them to turn sour instead. She didn’t want Cassius to turn away but at the same time she felt too nervous to do things properly.

But thankfully after their brief conversation, her nervousness eased up a little.

"If I do it badly," Arabella muttered, "Don’t be too disappointed will you?"

Cassius’s red eyes blinked. He wondered what he meant by disappointing when Arabella was everything he wanted, the only thing he had ever wished to have. There was nothing about her that could make him disappointed or turn off the heat that had boiled inside him with need.

He pressed his lips to her forehead, a gentle peck, "That won’t happen but promise me that you won’t be the one to run away. I’ll be sad if you decided to not sleep with me forever because I did it badly."

Arabella chuckled hearing his words. Then the two looked at each other’s eyes, finding one another so dear, so so dear that they could feel their emotions for one another overflowing.

Cassius kissed her lips again then his fingers gently removed the strap to her dress, sliding off with such gentleness she almost couldn’t feel what he had done.

His other hand had pushed the dress from her legs, squeezing it upward as he planted another kiss on her knees and climbed to her pelvis.

Her skin felt warm all over, her heart filled with something so pleasuring and a sense of fulfillment she had never known before.

Cassius’s head ducked between her thighs, his lips sucking the skin of her inner thighs which elicited a cry from her lips, such a sweet cry that made his desire shimmer.

"You’re so pretty," he whispered, his fingers going between her thighs which made her shudder.

She looked at him, teary eyed, her throat parched when his fingers rubbed over her wet slit, her toes curled when his movement fastened in pace.

She squeezed his shoulders, feeling him whispering on her ears as if to coax her, "You don’t have to bite your lips," he soothed her. "Does it feel good?"

"I... don’t know," Bella cried, she didn’t know what she was feeling. She didn’t know if this was what feeling good was but she couldn’t help and squeeze her knees together though to no avail as Cassius’s knee had been pressed between her legs so she wouldn’t be able to run away from the pleasure.

It felt so tantalizing, the warmth and the odd ball of pleasure that settled on the depth of her stomach builds up.

His tongue then sneaked out to lick the shell of her ears and all she could hear was the sound of squelching that she couldn’t pin point whether it came from her own wet part or if it was from his tongue that had now moved to lick her tongue.

All of a sudden the bubble of pleasure became even more unbearable than ever, causing for her eyes to snap as though she had been pricked by something sharp that made her spine to tingle.

Tears welled on her eyes and Cassius as if noticing that the building up pleasure became even more unbearable moved even faster, rubbing her in circular motion with his fingers that had turned wet from her love juices.

In a panic, Arabella moved away from the bed sheet, trying to run away from the odd sensation that felt like a zap of electricity all over her skin.

"Wait.. stop!" She tried to tell him that it felt wrong, like she was going to do something she shouldn’t which would only embarrass herself and he shouldn’t continue be rubbing that place that felt as if it was about to come.

"It’s okay," Cassius whispered, his voice sounded delightful as if he had been wanting to see this sight of her. How her skin had flushed red, how her eyes had turned glassy and the unbridled cry that escaped from her lips which she couldn’t control, crying for him to stop because she was too scared to feel good.

But Cassius didn’t stop. He loves her but he also loves doing what she didn’t want, especially when he knew deep down she wanted to feel it.

Arabella felt her entire head white as the building up heat suddenly reach its release, making her climax on his hands. Her body trembled, her hips moving forward slightly toward him, pressed to his knees while her entire body trembled all over.

A wash of pleasure hit her like a wave, her skin tingling and she could feel herself squeezing somewhere with such relish.

"Doesn’t that feel good?" He whispered to her ear, biting to the shell of her hears when he saw how her eyes had gone into a white daze, her lips trembling along with her still quivering legs.

Arabella turned bright red once she snapped from the daze of pleasure. What she felt had been so stimulating. So much so that she couldn’t word it out. It felt embarrassing to say what she felt but at the same time it felt so good that even after the climax she could feel her body still needing something more inside her.

"It.. does," she answered, a little peeved as he knew she felt good yet why did he still ask such thing? So embarrassing...

Before she could say anything else, his fingers went to hers again, rubbing the earlier part that had turned swollen, making her eyes to snap with shock.

She turned at him, yelping between her gasps, "What are you doing? I... I already..."

"Ah dearest don’t worry," he whispered to her ears, slightly chuckling, "You can feel it more than once. Let’s try for another two times?"

"You... you’re crazy," she whispered at him whose hands had now moved and his fingers rub to her part even more intensely than ever, causing her neck to jerk up to the pillows. Everything still felt so sensitive and yet Cassius had moved for the same spot, wanting her to feel it again, which made her already unguarded body to feel even weaker to the pleasure.

Just as she thought nothing could bring even more intense than the rubbing, Cassius who had slipped her dress and crumple it on her waist had moved to touch her breast.

At first Arabella couldn’t feel anything other than a sense of embarrassment and yet also a sense of delight when seeing the black crown of Cassius’s head buried on her chest. But then his other hand had gently squeezed her, massaging so gently while avoiding the nip.

A sense of need bubbled in her, making her feel so pushed over the edge, so good yet she needed more than this to feel the climax that felt so euphoric earlier. While she wished he could move away for a second, she also felt so extremely needy.

Where Cassius’s fingers squeezed on her chest felt as if he was avoiding somewhere, making her feel a little frustrated.

She didn’t know if he was doing this on purpose or he was really trying to avoid it.

Biting her lower lips in frustration, she didn’t notice how Cassius who had been keeping an eye on her had grinned upon seeing how she was feeling frustrated a little.

Seems like his little birdie needed a bit more push to be brought near. He knew she was already near a few times ago but on purpose, he had slowed down his movement and even stopped his fingers when she was close. That elicited a few glares from her but seeing how adorable her puffed cheeks was, how could he not be a little teasy?

Arabella shuddered when his fingers moved faster again only to slow down when she could feel her legs shaking.

Her tears wet her face and she could feel more heat pooling between her legs. Feeling frustrated she turned to his face, accusing, "You’re... doing this on purpose!"

"Doing what?" Cassius whispered and when she was about to speak, she could see his teeth gently nibbling her nip, making her body to jerk slightly as a rush of stimulation immediately brought her to climax.

A stifled sigh muffled from her lips as Arabella curled to the pillow, her body shaking under him as she tried to gather her legs that was still quivering from the sudden rush of arousal that reached its peak.

By the time she tried to peek at the handsome devil in front of her, he had grinned, staring straight to her eyes, never once moving his gaze away as he took off his shirt, sensually unbuttoning his shirt in such a slow movement as if he was waving such a delicious piece of pie in front of her.

Then he took off his shirt, sliding it off his body by pulling it over his head. His smile turned darker under the lack of light in the chamber, his gaze darkening but not due to the lack of light and rather the sight of her that had turned him more than ever.

"You can do it one more time right, my little birdie?"