Chapter 124: Peeking (2)
Cassian could feel his heart racing against his chest as he watched Madeline undress from the small mirror that he suddenly noticed, unable to look away from the glorious sight no matter how hard he tried to picture his actions as wrong. The soft glow of candlelight flickered around the room, casting shadows that danced against the walls, and the silence that fell between them felt thick enough to cut a knife through.
Madeline, who was completely unaware of the fact that he could still see her from a hidden mirror continued to undress with ease, and the young lad watched in awe as the soft candlelight flickered across her skin, casting shadows that made it hard for him to resist his growing arousal.
No doubt, Cassian had always been captivated by Madeline’s beauty even if he never once showed it, but seeing her undress like this was an entirely new experience for him. She moved with a grace and elegance that left him breathless as she removed each piece of clothing that stirred him up on the inside - so much so that he had to swallow his urges and look away from the mirror, but it didn’t last up to a minute before his gaze returned to steal a peek at his wife’s body.
He watched as Madeline unfastened her gown and let it glide down her shoulders before it pooled at her feet. His eyes were glued to the reflection of her milky white skin in the mirror, savoring every inch of her as he subconsciously licked his lips.
He was so consumed by what he was seeing that he failed to notice the light outward swelling that had grown in his pants.
Madeline’s slender arms reached up to unpin her midnight-colored locks, which cascaded down her back in waves, and if she wasn’t oblivious to the fact that he could see her, Cassian would have taken it that his wife had the intention of seducing him tonight.
Cascian had the irresistible urge to run his fingers through her pronounced tresses.
Since he hasn’t felt such a strong need to want someone, he figured it was difficult to control as he tried not to give himself away. He saw her lift a lacy nightgown over her head and slip it over her curves, which accentuated her toned figure.
Her back arched as she adjusted the clothes on her shoulders, and Cassian could not help but imagine the feel of her smooth skin under his fingertips.
A sudden urge to touch her overwhelmed Cassian. He longed to hold her in his arms, to run his hands over her body until she was a quivering mess beneath him. He yearned to take her over and over again, to make her scream his name until she couldn’t breathe. But he knew he couldn’t, and that made him release a devastated sigh as he closed his eyes.
He couldn’t have her when situations are like this. Just thinking about it was starting to make him wonder how long he intends on waiting for her, and he really hoped he doesn’t have to wait too long to make her his.