"If you come close to my wife again, I will kill you!" Anthony chuckled dryly and yanked Jason's hands from his collar. "She's going to find out son, how long do you think you can keep up this facade of being a nice and funny husband?" he patted his jacket and straightened his shirt collar. "It's none of your business, consider yourself warned, if you scare her again, you'll wish you'd killed me when you had the chance, Daddy!" Jason turned and left his father's office, slamming the door so hard it swung open again.

Cassidy had cried, his father had scared her at the wedding and she had cried. The memory of her tears was destroying him, and the fact that he and his damn father were the cause of them was killing him. Jason walked into his office and sat behind his desk still gritting his teeth. Damn bastard! If Anthony Mallory thought he was going to involve Cassidy in his feud with his son, then he was buying himself a ticket to hell.

He looked at his watch, it was long past the time he should have been home, but he couldn't go home angry, not to her. He would scare her, and one scary Mallory in her life was enough for her. Jason looked at his phone and smiled, Cassidy had gotten home in the late afternoon and was probably already asleep. He leaned back and loosened his tie, closing his eyes. This woman was going to be the end of him, he could still feel her lips on his and every time he closed his eyes, he saw her look after their kiss.

His brows drew together, Cassidy had been looking at him differently since the wedding and Jason couldn't help but wonder if his father had really managed to intimidate her and if she was planning to leave him. No, she said she wouldn't let his father achieve his, then what had changed? Was it possible Jason had done something to affect her behavior? But what?

He got up and walked to the door, maybe he wasn't paying enough attention to her, after the wedding he had gone back to work after spending a whole week with her entirely. Maybe that's why she was mad at him now? He should have taken her out to dinner, yes, a date would put her at ease and show her that Jason thought about her like she thought about him. He smiled, knowing that now, when he got home, dinner would be waiting for him on the kitchen counter, neatly wrapped in foil.

Cassidy seemed to like doing things like that, cooking, leaving his clothes washed and ironed on the bed in his room, changing the towels in the bathroom, it was cute. No one ever did such things for him unless he was paid for it, and she seemed to enjoy it. Maybe he should buy her a present? Something that is personal only for her. But what? Jason was still thoughtful as he parked in the underground parking lot and took the elevator to their penthouse.

He was just unlocking the door when a shot and a terrible scream were heard from inside, and his blood froze. Jason flung open the door and burst into the apartment when a second scream rang out. "Cassidy!" he ran into the living room and froze, letting out a sigh of relief. "Jason?" here she was, wrapped like a cocoon, only her eyes and nose were visible from the blanket, she looked at him startled and curious. More shots rang out and Cassidy jumped in terror and let out another small scream.

"What exactly are you doing,Cas?" he looked at the tv, raising an eyebrow, then back at the fearful expression on her face and walked towards her, leaving his things on the table behind the sofa. "I'm watching a movie" she replied and he sat next to her, looking at her figure curled up under the blanket. "Are you looking at him or hiding from him?" he smiled and her eyes showed that he was sulking under the blanket. "It's scary" she whimpered and looked at him with those huge blue eyes that looked like heavenly lakes.

"Okay, what do we have?" Cassidy jumped up like a toddler and picked up the bowl of popcorn from the table, then cutely crawled back onto the couch on three legs and pounced on Jason. She was so engrossed in the movie that she didn't notice how with each louder noise or sound of a gunshot, she rose little by little in his lap. Jason, however, was far from interested in the movie.

"Don't go there, no, no..." she buried her face in his chest and Jason chuckled, wrapping an arm around her waist. "Have you noticed how in all the movies, the good girls always fall for the bad boys?" Cassidy looked up at him questioningly and he stared at her, causing her to blush. "And which boys are you, Jason?" Cassidy asked softly and he chuckled. "Depends on the main character and her wishes" he answered and lowered his eyes to her lips.

Cassidy's heart was about to jump out of her chest when his eyes landed on her lips and she swallowed convulsively. "And if the main character wants both?" she asked breathlessly and Jason returned his gaze to hers. "Is that what she wants?" he raised an eyebrow and his hand slid down her ankle, making her shiver. "Maybe..." his hand made its way up her leg and stopped at her knee. "And does she know how dangerous it is to play with such boys?" Cassidy blushed but didn't look away, biting her lip.

"Maybe she's decided she's had enough of only good guys and wants to try something new?" her voice lowered and Jason's eyebrow shot up. "And is she willing to take the risk? Bad boys are addictive" his hand on her waist moved higher and Cassidy's breathing quickened considerably. "I guess she won't know unless she tries, will she?" he nodded slightly and Cassidy blushed even more.

"And does she want to try?" Cassidy rose and moved to sit facing him and knees on the sides of his lap. "I think that's exactly what she wants" Jason wrapped his arms around her neck and pressed his lips to hers. This kiss was different from the one at the wedding, it was not slow and uncertain, but wild and demanding, dominant and strong. Cassidy clung to him and tilted her head, her tongue meeting his and a moan escaping her throat.

Jason grabbed her waist and lifted her up, spinning around he placed her on the sofa and covered her, removing the blanket, his fingers slid up her thigh and squeezed her waist. Cassidy tugged at his jacket and he let her go, helping her take it off. Their kiss grew more passionate, Jason's hands trailed up her body and he reached under her t-shirt, cupping her breast. He pulled back to let them catch their breath, but he didn't stop, his lips trailing down her neck and Cassidy cocked her head to the side, giving him more access.

Jason was drinking every inch of her, her skin tasted like honey and smelled like chocolate, her hands eagerly tugging at his clothes, driving him crazy, her hips pressed high against his ribs and her back arched. He stood up and she followed him, raising her hands, her t-shirt falling to the ground and his lips trailing down her collarbone. Cassidy whimpered and several buttons on his shirt popped.

Jason suddenly stopped and propped himself up on his hands, looking down at her and her lust clouded gaze. "Cassidy, if you don't stop me now, you're mine and there's no going back?" she bit her lip and her fingers trailed over his broad chest and around his neck. "I don't like to look back" Cassidy moaned and pulled him down, locking his lips again.

Jason growled into her lips, his hand sliding up her stomach and under the hem of her short pajama bottom. Her body rose against his touch and her moans became ragged and hoarse as he rubbed her clit between two fingers, teasing the moist folds at its entrance. Jason grabbed her throat, reached up and squeezed lightly, sliding his fingers inside her. Cassidy clung to his wrist and tried to close her hips.

He smirked and his fingers started moving in and out. "Look at me,Cassidy" he commanded and she opened her eyes, her pupils dilated like a cat's in the dark, her teeth dug into her bottom lip and her chest began to heave rapidly, struggling for air. "Do you feel that,Cassidy?" he asked, his deep voice overflowing with a domineering note that made her shiver and ignite her gyrations. She nodded and his gaze darkened. "Words, love, when I ask a question I want an exact answer!" Cassidy shuddered, his fingers mercilessly digging their way deeper and deeper into her, driving her crazy.

"Yeah, yeah" Cassidy moaned and Jason smirked. "Yeah what, Cassidy?" she closed her eyes and threw her head back. Jason squeezed his throat a little more. "Watch me when I fuck you, Cas!" he growled and she opened her eyes wide. "Good girl" he praised her and Cassidy let out a breathless whimper. "Now answer the question, love?" he quickened the movement of his fingers, feeling her walls begin to pulse rapidly. "Yes, I can feel it!" Jason grinned devilishly and pressed in, beginning to massage her clit with his thumb.

"Jason!" he leaned down and brushed his lips against her neck, his tongue crept up and teased her ear, his teeth biting into it. Cassidy felt like she was dying, her body was burning and shaking as if from shock, a lump formed low in her stomach and then exploded and she screamed, writhing helplessly. He took out his hand and licked his fingers, making sounds like he was tasting the most delicious food in the world.

Cassidy struggled to breathe, her breath coming out in sharp spurts and her body shuddering every time her chest brushed against his. Jason gently bit her lips, licking the lower one and smiled. "You're beautiful when you cum, my love, but I'm sure I can make you scream even louder." Cassidy blinked and let him undress her further, even if she wanted to, she didn't have the strength to protest.

Jason paused for a moment, studying and memorizing every curve of her body, every mole, the way her stomach quivered when his finger slid across it, the heave of her chest when she took a breath and her nipples popped up. So many times he had imagined her body like this, naked, ready for him, but this exceeded all his imagination. "Jason?" he looked up and a lump stuck in his throat. Her eyes shone with need, lust, for him.

Maybe next time he could hold back, be slower, but not like this, not now, not when everything inside him was screaming to get what he'd been craving since the moment he saw her in that blue dress . Jason stood up and quickly undressed and covered her again, hungrily taking over her lips. Cassidy dug her fingers into his thighs, trying to pull him in and Jason smirked against her lips, cupping her ass and sliding deep inside her.

He stopped, leaving time for her to adjust to him, to the size that stretched the walls of her pussy. A purring sigh escaped her lips and her tongue sought his, her hips bucking in protest at his inaction. Jason grunted and began to move, slowly at first, gradually increasing and Cassidy rose slightly on her elbows, tightening and he gritted his teeth. "Do you want to finish me, love?" he hissed and rose too, pulling her into his lap.

Cassidy smirked and nudged his shoulders, settling into his lap, she rested her hands on his chest and set her own pace. "God damn it Cas!" she began to rise and fall rapidly, Jason rising against her, cupping her breasts and massaging her nipples. Her moans grew heavier and louder. "Don't stop, love!" Jason reached up and rolled her onto her back, lifting her knees high, he plunged deep, his cock shuddering, feeling the pulsing resistance of her walls.

"Look at me'Cassidy!" she forced her eyes open, her nails scraped the damask of the sofa and her back arched. Jason picked up the pace, chasing after her. His body tingled, Cassidy shuddered as electricity shot through her and her walls sucked his cock, increasing the friction and driving him insane. "Cas, relax!" he ordered, but she only tightened even more and Jason cursed loudly, thrusting relentlessly deep.

"Jason, I'm going to..." he gripped her hips and picked up the pace again. Cassidy screamed and squirted, Jason thrust a few more times and his cum filled her, he leaned heavily on top of her, burying his face in her shoulder. "You're mine, Cassidy Mallory, only mine!" Cassidy smiled tiredly and closed her eyes, gently wrapping her arms around his waist.