Addicted

Chapter 4:The Ex-Factor

Cassandra's back hit the wall with a loud thud. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she moaned loudly as he pumped hard and fast into her. She leaned her head back on the wall as he left wet, sloppy kisses on her throat.

"Ohhh fuck Damien!" She moaned while running her fingers through his locks. "Umhm that's right baby, say my name." He grunted as he continued to pump into her.

This was exactly why Cassandra didn't want to call her ex. Every time she did they would argue and then fuck each other senseless. This wasn't healthy but Damien had a weird hold on her. She's known him since they were kids. He was her first everything, and although she knew he wasn't good for her, she always seemed to let him back in. Maybe because her mom loved him and thought he could do no wrong.

This time was different though. She just needed a release. As much as she didn't want to admit it, being around Ethan messed with her. Just the way he looks at her makes her panties dampen. But he was off limits and Damien knew how to fix that itch.

"Fuck Cass, I missed you" Damien grunted out. She could tell he was about to come. His hand grazed her bud as he sped up some more. Her walls clenching around him. Closing her eyes she let the pleasure take over. Gripping his shoulders, she shuddered as she came. After a few more pumps, Damien came as well.

He carried her to his bed and laid down with her on top of him. He looked over her face, for the first time, he couldn't read her. "I'm sorry" Cassandra rolled her eyes and slid to the side of him.

"You say that every time. How sorry are you really Damien when you continue to do it?!" Damien looked at her slightly shocked. Normally after sex she would be happy and less tense. Today was definitely different.

"Baby, it's work. I can't help it if girls jump on me. I don't do anything with them. I only have eyes for you." Damien says as his phone starts to ring.

Cassandra rolled her eyes. Yea right. Now Damien wasn't ugly at all. He stood at 6'2, deep mocha skin and shoulder length locs. His brown eyes and mesmerizing smile made any girl weak at the knees. He's a physical trainer, so his body was what many would call perfection.

There was no doubt in her mind that many of the women only wanted him as their trainer because of his looks. She watched as he looked at his phone and pressed the ignore button. She rolled her eyes and stood up, grabbing her clothes and putting them on.

Damien climbed out of the bed and pulled her close. "Stay," He whispered. She shook her head. "I have work in the morning." She slid past him and walked to the bedroom door. She opened the door but let out a surprised yelp when Damien closed the door back and pushed her against it.

"Call off." He whispered in her ear. His hand slowly rose up her side. Cassandra closed her eyes and exhaled deeply. "I can't. I'm still new there." He pressed his lips on her neck. His lips lingering there for a moment before he leaned up. "Okay, then I'll come take you to lunch." Cassandra shook her head.

"You don't need to do that Damien. This was our last time. This is goodbye." Cassandra's mind was made up. She wouldn't allow her heart to be broken again. She started to move when Damien grabbed her arms and swiftly held them above her head. "There will never be a goodbye. We are meant for each other." He pressed his lips on hers, quickly parting her lips to taste her.

Cassandra felt herself growing weak. He always knew what to do to get her to drop her walls. She broke the kiss as she stared into his brown eyes. "Okay." She sighed out. "You can take me to lunch." He smiled and pecked her lips again. "Can't wait."

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"Good morning Cassandra." Cassandra jumped at the smooth deep voice behind her. She turned around to see Ethan standing closer than she expected behind her. Her heart pounded against her chest as he made no attempts to move back.