Cassie (Alpha Series #5)

by Todd, E. L.

  When Tony knocked on my door, my heart exploded. I was nervous. I checked my hair in the mirror one more time before I answered the door. Since we were going to dinner, I put on a nice dress that complemented my skin tone. It highlighted the right curves in the right places. I really wanted him to kiss me so I was putting all my cards on the table.

  I opened the door and smiled.

  He stared at my face then his gaze moved to my body. Tony blatantly checked me out, taking in my every curve. I felt the heat from his eyes as they drilled into me. I tried to think of something to say but I was at a loss for words. He wore a t-shirt and jeans, and he looked sexy like he always did. I couldn’t believe he was Janet’s brother. He was too hot to be related to her.

  Tony stepped inside and shut the door behind me. Without speaking, he came to me then placed his hands on my waist, feeling the fabric of my dress. My heart was racing so fast, I thought it would give out. When he pressed his face close to mine, I breathed heavily. I waited for it, knowing it was coming.

  He cupped my face and pressed his lips against mine. I took a deep breath when I felt his soft lips. He parted mine then kissed me softly, his mouth breathing into me. I knew he was a good kisser but I wasn’t expecting this. I actually felt my knees go weak. Tony rubbed his nose against mine for a moment, looking at me. Then he returned to kissing me. No tongue was involved but it was still sensual, loving. I felt a quiet sigh escape my lips. I missed being touched like this. I had been dormant for so long, and now my hibernation had ended. The heat surged back into me. I placed my hands on his chest and felt the solid wall underneath this shirt. I moaned again as I kissed him. I was insanely attracted to him. The area between my legs burned.

  Tony broke the kiss then stared at me. “You’re a good kisser,” he whispered.

  “You’re even better.”

  “I liked hearing you moan.”

  My cheeks blushed.

  “Maybe I shouldn’t have done that before dinner.”

  “Why?” My hands were still on his chest.

  “Now I don’t want dinner.” His hands touched my waist, his fingers rubbing into my muscles. “You’re so small.”

  “Thanks.”

  “You’re perfect.”

  “I’m far from perfect. I have too many flaws to count.”

  “Maybe all the flaws make you perfect. I like real women, humble women.”

  I stared at his lips, wanting him to kiss me again.

  “One more,” he whispered. He leaned in and pressed his mouth against mine. I immediately dug my fingers into his hair, wanting to savor the moment before it ended. The heat flushed through my body and the frostbite melted. Now I was only hungry for dessert.

  Tony pulled away. “Are you ready?”

  I nodded.

  “Then let’s go.”

  I sighed, wishing we would stay here.

  We left the apartment and went to a small Italian restaurant. Tony grabbed my hand and held it while we walked. It was a nice change from our first date. I liked the affection he was giving me. It felt right.

  When we arrived at our table, he pulled out the chair for me before he sat across from me. He picked up his menu and browsed the selections.

  I took advantage of the opportunity to stare at him.

  When he looked up, I looked down.

  “You look beautiful tonight,” he said. “I forgot to say that earlier when I was thinking it.”

  “I think you said it non-verbally.”

  He smiled. “I’m glad you picked up on that. So what are you getting?”

  “Tortellini,” I said.

  “Good choice,” he said. “I think I’ll be having a pizza.”

  When I looked at the prices next to the menu, my eyes widened. This place was ridiculously expensive. I couldn’t believe we were eating there. The progression of our dates was a little odd. First, we went to a hockey game, and now we were having a romantic dinner. I didn’t question it.

  “How was work today?” he asked.

  “Thank you for the flowers. They were beautiful.”

  He smiled. “You’re welcome.”

  “My friend Orlando was jealous.”

  “Why?”

  “He wishes his boyfriend would send him flowers like that.”

  “They were lovely,” he said.

  “So, why didn’t you kiss me the other night?”

  He stared at the menu again. “It just wasn’t the right time.”

  I didn’t know what that meant. “Because it was our first date?”

  “Yeah,” he said vaguely.

  I decided to drop it. “So, did you bet fifty grand on that Rangers game?”

  He met my gaze. “Why do ask that?”

  “You told Mike you bet fifty dimes.”

  “Oh,” he said. “I didn’t know you heard that.”

  I waited for him to answer my question but he never did. I was starting to realize how secretive he was. I decided to discuss something else. “Where do you live?”

  He drank from his water then returned it to the table. The candle in the center flickered for a moment. “A few blocks from Janet.”

  “Isn’t that too close?” I teased.

  “I keep the dead bolt on.”

  “Are you good friends with Scott?”

  “Yeah, Janet says the two of us are joined at the hip.”

  “That’s cute.”

  “He’s a cool guy. We have a good time together.”

  I nodded. “I’m sure that makes Janet happy.”

  “And I can keep him an eye on him.”

  “I thought you didn’t like your sister?” I said with a smile.

  “Damn…you caught me.”

  “I knew you loved her.”

  “So, where does your brother live?”

  “In the city,” I said. “He’s a sports agent.”

  “Really?” he asked with interest.

  “He says he loves it.”

  “Wow. That’s awesome. He and I would have a lot to talk about.”

  I nodded. “You would.”

  “Are you close with your parents?”

  “My dad, not really my mom.”

  “Why is that?’ he asked.

  “My dad and I just get along better. I was a tomboy growing up.”

  He smiled. “That makes sense.”

  “My mom always tried to get me to do cheerleading or ballet, but I wanted to play basketball with my dad and brother, getting dirty and smelly.”

  “If I had a daughter, I would love it if she was that way.”

  “I can’t see you having a daughter,” I said. “You seem like you’d prefer a son.”

  He shrugged. “I’d be happy with either.”

  “Do you want to have kids?”

  “I don’t know. I think I’d be happy either way.”

  I nodded. “I don’t mean to ask something personal, but how old are you?”

  “Twenty six.”

  “Oh. You’re only a year older than me.”

  “Yep. My sister and I too close in age. I think that’s why she and I get along so well. When we were younger, I’d prefer to hang out with my sister over my friends any day. As much as I hate to admit it, she’s pretty cool.”

  I smiled. “That’s sweet.”

  “Don’t tell her I said that.”

  “I’m sure she already knows.”

  “Yeah, she’s a little conceited brat.”

  I laughed. “She’s the most humble person I know.”

  “I disagree,” he said. “You’re the hottest chick I’ve ever seen but you don’t act like it.”

  I blushed at his comment. I wasn’t expecting that. “I don’t know about that…”

  “When I saw you in that bar, I was immediately smitten. And when I saw Scott talking to you, I knew I was in. I just swooped.”

  I looked at my menu because I didn’t know what else to do.

  “I’m sorry if my bluntness offended you.”

  “It did
n’t,” I said quietly.

  The waiter took our orders then walked away. Tony ordered a bottle of wine for us and we drank it together. It was red wine with an equal amount of sweetness and tartness.

  “So, are you equally fond of Beatriz?” I asked. “Because I want to punch her in the face most of the time.”

  Tony laughed loudly. “That deserves another high-five.” He clapped my hand loudly. “I was never close with her like I was with Janet, but I still love her unconditionally. I’m glad she worked things out with Hank, especially for my nephew.”

  “Do you like being an uncle?”

  “I love it,” he said. “I want more so I can have my own baseball team.”

  I laughed. “Janet and Scott need to get started then.”

  He grimaced.

  “Sorry, I guess that was a bad mental picture.”

  “It’s okay,” he said. “Can I ask you something personal?”

  My heart raced. “I guess.”

  “You don’t have to answer it if you don’t want to.”

  “Okay.”

  “You said you were in a relationship that ended like two years ago. Do you still talk to him?”

  “No.”

  He nodded. “Was he cheating on you the entire time?”

  “I never asked. At that point, it didn’t matter.”

  Tony stared at me. “Have you been in a relationship since then?”

  “No.”

  “Have you dated?”

  “Yeah,” I said. “But they were all losers and never went anywhere.”

  He gripped his knife and held it in his hand.

  “Those weren’t that personal.”

  “Well, the last one is the most personal. I feel bad for even asking.”

  “What is it?” I swallowed the lump in my throat.

  “Have you…had sex since then?”

  My cheeks blushed. “No…”

  Tony nodded.

  “Why do you ask?”

  “You just seem…”

  “Charged?” I asked with a laugh.

  He smiled. “Yeah. When I kissed you, I never felt that much passion from someone else.”

  “Well, you are a really good kisser. And I do like you.”

  Tony’s eyes shined brighter. He leaned closer to me, clearly pleased with that response. “I’m glad to hear that.”

  “I’m assuming you have sex on a regular basis?”

  “Uh, not necessarily.”

  “Have you been in a serious relationship recently?”

  “No. It’s been a long time.”

  “So you just date people?”

  “On and off,” he said.

  I wanted to ask him if it was because he was rich but I decided not to. He clearly didn’t like discussing that. I could understand why. When it came to money, people were weird. And I’m sure he had girls date him just to get a chance at his money. It was difficult to tell if people really liked him for who he was. I didn’t care about his money. I was falling for him because he was a great guy, the first great guy I met in years.

  The waiter brought our food and we ate quietly. Tony had perfect table manners. That didn’t surprise me at all. He ate his pizza with a knife and a fork rather than holding it by the slice. When we were done, the waiter brought the tab.

  “Let me get it this time,” I said. “You paid for all that junk food the other night.”

  He stared at me like I just burped out a frog. “What?”

  “Let’s trade off.”

  “That’s the first time I’ve been out with a girl who’s ever offered to pay.”

  “Oh,” I said. “Well, I think that’s fair. I guess I’m a feminist.”

  He stared at me for a long time before he threw the cash in. “My dates don’t pay for their meals.”

  “Can I get the tip?”

  “No,” he snapped.

  I backed down.

  “I’m sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to go overboard.”

  I said nothing.

  “Are you ready to go?”

  “Yes.”

  We left the restaurant then walked back to my apartment. When we reached the door, I didn’t want him to leave. I already really liked him. I knew I had to tell Janet the truth soon. I was falling for her brother and I couldn’t do that behind her back. She was my best friend.

  He stared at me then placed his hand on my lower back. “I don’t mean to be forward but could we be exclusive?”

  “Oh,” I said. “I assumed that we were.”

  “Good,” he said. “I don’t want you dating anyone else.”

  “The feeling is mutual.”

  He leaned in and kissed me gently, making an involuntary gasp escape my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him aggressively, loving the feel of his lips on my own. Being close to him made me feel excited and nervous at the same time. I didn’t want him to leave. I didn’t want this night to end.

  “Come inside,” I whispered.

  He rubbed his nose against mine. “Okay.”

  I opened the door then placed my purse and keys on the table.

  Tony came behind me and grabbed me by the neck. “Do you masturbate?”

  My cheeks blushed at his question.

  He stared at me, waiting for me to respond.

  I nodded.

  “Then why are you so hot?”

  “Because you’re hot,” I said with a light laugh. “And that isn’t the same as a real man. I haven’t had it in so long. I didn’t realize how much I missed it until now. You’re the first guy that I met who I actually like. That’s rare for me. Maybe I’m just picky. But you make me feel…hot.”

  He pulled me to his chest. “I would love to give you an orgasm.”

  My spine shivered at his words. “I don’t do this very often.”

  “What?”

  “Sleep with a guy that I’ve only dated for a week.”

  “I figured.”

  “Do you think I’m a slut?”

  “Not at all,” he said as he looked into my face. “You’re human with biological instincts. You’re really attracted to me. That’s natural. And I’m really attracted to you. And it wouldn’t be a one night stand. I want this to go somewhere.”

  “I do too.”

  He kissed me gently, making my lips burn. Now that I knew where this would lead, I let my primal desire surface. I gripped his shoulders and kissed him passionately, letting myself lose control. I couldn’t wait months after being in a relationship to have sex, and I couldn’t have sex with a guy I didn’t really like. I want Tony. I wanted him now.

  He guided me toward my bedroom while he kissed me. When we entered my room, he laid me on the bed then moved on top of me. Feeling the soft sheets under my skin made me moan. The area between my legs was on fire.

  Tony kissed my neck then the skin on top of my breasts. His hand moved up my dress until he felt my underwear. He played with it before he unzipped my dress and pulled it off. I didn’t feel self-conscious in my bra and underwear. He looked at me with heat in his eyes. The gaze made me feel attractive. He kissed my inner thighs then pulled down my thong. When his lips kissed me down there, I moaned loudly. I hadn’t been touched there in so long. His tongue moved across my folds and moved inside me. It felt unbelievable. Then he unclasped my bra and looked at my breasts. He kissed each one, gliding his tongue across the nipples.

  I was enjoying this but I wanted to see him. He hadn’t shed any clothing. I grabbed his shirt and pulled it off. His naked chest was hard as stone. The pectoral muscles were wide and powerful, and his stomach had a deep valley and grooves. My hands glided over it, treasuring the sight.

  His unbuttoned his jeans then pulled them off. When he was just in his boxers, I grabbed the rim and pulled them down. His cock sprang out, big and long.

  “Oh…wow.”

  He moved on top of me and kissed me again. It was gentle and soft, the caresses leaving me shaking. I never tasted something I loved so much. I gri
pped the back of his neck and slipped my tongue inside. It touched his, sending shivers through my body. He was such a good kisser.

  Tony pulled away. “Do you have a condom?”

  “Oh.” I kissed his neck because I couldn’t stop. My hands were gliding over his chest. “In my nightstand.”

  He opened it and picked up a packet. After he ripped it open, I grabbed it and rolled it onto his impressive length. I left plenty of room for him at the tip then rolled the latex down to the base. Just doing this made me feel the orgasm in the recesses of my body.

  Tony pulled my hips toward him then leaned over me. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered.

  I gripped his back, preparing for the impact. I grabbed his face and kissed him, my mouth being pleasured by his. When I felt the beginning stretch, I moaned loudly. He moved inside slowly until he was completely sheathed. “Oh my god…”

  Tony cupped my face and stared into my eyes while he moved slowly.

  I was so overwhelmed with the pleasure that I couldn’t do anything. I just dug my nails into his skin, feeling him move inside me. “Tony…yeah.”

  He moved a little faster but kept it gentle. His eyes were on mine the while time, watching my expression from above. Tony kissed me every few seconds, staying connected to me while he rocked together. Within seconds, I was there. Just from the buildup, I knew this orgasm was going to be the best one I had in a long time. It was hot and fiery, igniting my body in a blaze.

  “Oh…yeah….oh.” My head rolled back as it hit me. I gripped him tighter.

  Tony moved faster, making me feel as good as possible.

  When I was done, I was out of breath. There was sweat on my chest and it dripped to my stomach.

  Tony thrust until he met his bliss. He gripped my face and pressed his forehead against mind as he came, moaning the entire time. “Mmmm….” He stopped then kissed me gently.

  I wrapped my arms around his neck then ran my fingers through his hair.

  When he pulled out, he rolled the condom off then tossed it in the garbage.

  I sighed deeply. “Thank you. Thank you.”

  He smiled then lied beside me. “I’m glad I could help.”

  I crawled on his chest then looked down at him. “That felt so amazing. That was the best sex I’ve ever had.”