Presley stopped breathing heavily as they looked at each other.

Her brown eyes were filled with lust as they bored into him.. yet... Resistance.

Her chest rising up and down as she took in her breath or the way she bite her lips,, probably trying to hold back the trembling running through her.

He smirked as he traced her features down to her exposed sweet, sinful legs calling out to him -wanting to bite and lick.

He could see her black laced pant, since her legs were wrapped around his waist, exposing her all to his taken. Her breath when Caden hand traced down to her pant line.

"Stop it you asshole! I am married" she struggled against him. He just hummed and chuckled as he stared at her sinfully with lust... He didn't even bother to hide.

"Am sure your husband haven't had you in this position yet right. Huh?" He smirked as he slowly tugged down her pant exposing her all to him.

She struggled to pull down her legs from his waist but he wouldn't let her.

Her heart was bursting from excitement, guilt and regret.

She was married... Married to Alexander Kane.

Her breath hitched more as he just stared down at her for a while as if she was a treasure in a present wrapped to him... And then he slipped a finger in before she could even notice.

Presely eyes widened - And she let out a moan immediately.

"Damn! You are still so tight presely. Is your husband even pleasuring you" he leaned in, taking her lower lips into his mouth... Sucking, biting and nibbling on it.

She refused to give him, and he trust his finger deeper making her gasp and he quickly slide his tongue inside her mouth.

He didn’t ask. He took.

One rough hand tangled in her hair, yanking her head back just enough to expose her lips to him—like an offering. His breath was fire against her skin, a warning and a promise.

Then he crashed into her mouth, all heat and hunger and possession.

His lips were firm, unrelenting, devouring her like a man starved of taste and touch. His tongue thrust past her parted lips without mercy, claiming the space as his own, commanding her to respond—and she did, helplessly, like her body had always belonged to him.

He bit her lower lip, hard—punishing and possessive—then sucked it into his mouth like it was his to ruin. The metallic hint of pain mingled with the wet slide of his tongue, sending shivers racing down her spine.

She gasped, but he swallowed the sound like he owned her voice too.

The kiss wasn’t sweet. It was a war—his dominance stamped on every movement, every press of his tongue, every savage twist of his mouth against hers. He kissed her like he was marking territory, branding her soul through her lips.

And when he finally pulled away, her lips were bruised, her chest was heaving, and her mind was lost in him—utterly wrecked by one merciless, perfect kiss.

He pulled his finger out, stared at it for a while before he licked it clean like a starve man.

Presely shivered, and turned her face away.

"We both know resisting me will lead no where, and we both know you are still attracted, in love with me"

She didn't say anything, as she looked sideways, her cheek turning red from embarrassment.

"Now tell me who hurt you or you will really find yourself moaning out my name" Caden whispered.

She didn't reply either.. but she regret it immediately a finger slide into her.

"Caden" She moaned out his name and that made his eyes darkened more. "Damn! I miss you so much little doll" He muttered, staring at her.

Hearing her moan his name one more time, send sparkle down to him.

The way she moaned out his name like prayer was so erotic or the way her lips parted.

She forcefully pulled her hand pinned, and slapped him across the face-his face turned sideways due to the force.

There were tension... Silence for a while. Only the sound of presely heartbeat could be heard. Caden chuckled darkly as he gaze over presely.

"I am married." She said through grifted teeth, looking away from those scary eyes.