Royale

6.

James kept his hand on my waist as we walked to cardans car. When we got to the car the first thing I noticed was the person sitting in the driver's seat. I looked at James who was unbothered by the stranger in Cardans car.

"Who is that?" I half whispered into James ear, he looked at me, tucking some hair behind my ear.

"That's Cardans brother, we obviously aren't going to drive home, we have all drunk" James pulled me in closer as we reached the car.

From up close it was obvious that whoever this was, was definitely related to Cardan. They had the same eyes and face shape. I looked at Cardan who was probably just over the verge of tipsy but I'm glad none of us were driving.

"Wil" Cardan said before getting into the front passenger seat.

Wil looked at Cardan with a smile, he then turned his attention to Lyra James and myself. As Lyra stumbled down into the car James sat in the middle. Wil turned around and looked at me, he then looked to Cardan

"I don't think I have ever met you before?" His voice was deeper than Cardans but Wil had a - huskier - tone.

I wondered what had happened in my life that got me here to a point where I would be surrounded by insanely attractive and rich men. I thought back to my student debts and how I would probably have to forfeit the first three years of my wage towards paying it off. I shook that thought away. I will live in the present.

"This is Cassie '' James pulled me half onto his lap - surprisingly I didt flinch or shoot him a glare at this action. I liked it.

I felt that electricity again, the same one from that night. It felt hot and bright and passionate. As James began to instruct Wil on how to get to my apartment I realised I actually did not want to go to my apartment, alone at least. Just as I tried to mentally walk myself off the cliff of asking James to stay he placed his hand on my hip. That set something alight, maybe being single, and getting drunk was a horrible mix. Brushing my nose across the top of his ear i whispered

"No" my voice was breathy as i kissed him.

"No?" James turned his head, his voice was hushed, he looked up at me through those lashes. If we weren't in an open car with other people I would most likely ask to act on my most inappropriate thoughts.

"No"

We must have sounded like two children just saying no. I prayed James was a mind reader, I love sex. Ever since everything that happened with Brecht I havent had any I chose the nun life simply because I could only think about the fact that everyone would see me as a fuck.

However towards the sidelines if I looked I always saw James. He was there and though for him it could be platonic - friends hook up all the time and tonight however gave me the impression it was more then friends for him.

When we were on the dance floor the way we danced felt so sensual and it was arousing - or maybe I was just horny. Either way tonight I wanted something James could give me, I hoped he would.

His hand slowly ran down from my hip to the end of my dress.
"Actually Cassie will stay at mine tonight. His hand began to slip under the fabric now touching my skin.

"Alright" Wil laughed as he started the car.

James hand began to trail back up my thigh brushing in between my legs. God I hope James lives in the city. I looked around as Wil drove, lucky for me James slowly removed his hand before I could beg for something I don't think any of my new friends want to witness.

James did in fact live in the city, he lived in the most upscale apartment complex humanly possible. As Wil pulled up out the front, James snaked his arm around me as he picked me up from my car.

"Have fun you freaks" Cardan Shouted as Wil drove off. I didn't notice much as James walked us into the building, I was too busy laughing at how he held me.

As we entered the elevator James let me down but I didn't stay far from him, wrapping my arms around his neck I looked up at his face. He was handsome, he had a face like a statue, I hoped he didn't have the heart of one. Sensing my obvious staring he looked down at me, his lips lifted into a smile before bending down to kiss me.

His lips were soft as they met mine, His breath tasted of bourbon and rum. We only broke the Miss when the elevator beeped. James smiled as he lead me towards his apartment, no this was no apartment it was a penthouse.

Instead of looking around I instead chose to throw myself at James. He did not shrug me off instead he gave in- good to know this electric feeling was mutual.

James hands tan from my head down to the smal of my back. He then grabbed my hips and picked me up sitting me down on the kitchen counter, my hands were tangled in his hair as he reached for the zipper on my dress.

"Your so fucking hot Cassie" James groaned as he removed my dress. His hands were soft even though his movements were rough, he fumbled with the clasp on my bra eventually just snapping it causing my bra to simply fall off. "I'll replace it I swear" he smiled

"Who fucking cares" I gasped as he pushed be back. The counter was cold against my back. James slowly pulled his shirt over his head, each muscle on his body moved as preformed the simple action. Before long his head was between my legs, the room dissolved as my mind went to how I have fallen head over fucking heels in love with this guy.

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