manicured fingers effortlessly unbuckled his belt.
Like snakes they slid beneath the waistband of his silken boxers
and headed unerringly for their favorite destination.
Andresj’ allowed his lover’s skillful touch for only a few
moments before he lightly grasped her wrist.
“Not now, Sascha.”
Countess Leonides resumed her actions.
She was unfazed by the iron lock Andresj’ had upon her wrist.
Unable to caress him in the long, slow strokes he enjoyed, Sascha
simply began to milk his hardening member with quick, choppy movements.
said… not now.” Andresj’ forcibly removed the older woman’s warm hand
from around his hardness. “I
have other things on my mind.”
year old Sascha Leonides flounced angrily away from her twenty-one year
old lover. ‘Your mind was not what I was interested in.”
She threw herself naked across the bed.
turned away from the balcony and smiled softly.
“I do believe that is the first genuine statement about our
relationship that you have made, Sascha.”
The young man began to rearrange his clothing.
“Oh, I am not complaining, mind you.
This has been an enjoyable arrangement for us both.
You have provided me with experiences only a paid escort could
The Countess jackknifed to a sitting position. “That sounds like your father talking.”
thought that behaving more like my father would you please you, Sascha.
You have compared me to him often enough.”
Countess bristled. “And each time it has been your father who has come up
conceded the point. “That
is true. Still,” he mused, “Lately I have begun to wonder why you
can not seem but to make my father a constant part of our
relationship.” He tilted
his head to one side. “Is
it possible that I am not the Cassadine you desire a relationship
I wanted your father, I would have him.
I don’t want Stefan!” Sascha added.
calm response threw the Countess off-balance.
“If I insist? That’s it?”
Her aristocratic features were flushed red.
“You question my feelings for you and then dismiss them?”
I do not have the time or energy to argue motives with you, Sascha.
My family is in crisis, if you had not noticed.”
crisis? All I see is that
the little princess got her feelings hurt.
Which would not have happened if she’d been bred to this
life.” Sascha smiled
coldly. “She would have
known not to put her heart on the line.
For any man.”
she’d hoped to provoke a reaction out of her young lover, then the
Countess Leonides was bound for disappointment.
“Perhaps Gia should be more like you,” Andresj’
mused. “Her life would be
far simpler if all she cared about was the current lover between her
flew at Andresj like an angry cat, claws bared.
The young man caught her easily.
“Careful, Sascha,” he buried his hands in her dark tresses
and painfully pulled her head back.
“You do not want to discover just how unlike my father I
can also be.”
6 days after the attack ~