Sensitivity Warning: Chapter Rated Mature-Sexual Content! (Can be skipped)

Sitting on the hotel room sofa, Cassandra removed her boots, watching Loki hang up their coats in the closet. He threaded his fingers through the tie around his neck, loosening the knot and tossed it carelessly onto the dresser along with his suit jacket.

Her fingers bit into the arm rest as she watched him, completely hypnotized by every microcosm of movement. She had never wanted anyone as badly as she wanted Loki right now.

Heat pooled between her legs, desire thrumming a steady beat. Her thighs shifted restlessly as Loki unbuttoned the first few buttons of his green dress shirt with aching slowness, his muscles rippling beneath the tailored fabric.

"Loki." She purred, twining a lock of hair around a finger, tilting her head to the side.

Loki turned in Cassandra direction and froze at the heated expression on her face. "Darling?" His voice came out strangled.

Cassandra slowly traced a path down her neck to her cleavage, smiling when his eyes darkened with heat. "We should finish what we started." Rising languidly, she walked over to him, hips swaying. She stopped a few feet away and tugged the hem of her shirt free of her dress slacks dropping it to the floor.

His gaze dropped to her black lace bra, her breasts perfectly molded into creamy mounds. A low groan of pure need rumbled in his throat. "You do know the way to my heart, little vixen."

Cassandra shimmied out of her pants next, kicking them across the floor. Stripped to her undergarments, she hooked a finger in the collar of his shirt. "Now, it's your turn. Don't be shy."

"Why don't you do the honors?" Loki suggested in a husky voice, holding out his arms.

Surprised by the invitation Cassandra stepped into the circle of his arms. The green silk was smooth beneath her fingertips.

There was something intimate about undressing a man while he stood utterly still before you, craving your touch. Sliding her hands over his chest, Cassandra slid his shirt off his shoulders, the sleeves pooling around his elbows. He shrugged it the rest of the way off, breathing ragged as she explored his chiseled abs with a light caress, her nails brushing against his skin.

Loki shuddered as she traced a path down his abdomen, brushing against the waistband of his pants.

A thrill rippled down her spine as she stood on her tiptoes to kiss him, her lips pressing softly against his. He opened his mouth to her eagerly twining his tongue with hers, putting up no resistance as she circled her arms around his waist, molding her body to his.

Loki's fingers skimmed down her back lightly, his thumbs hooking in the sides of her panties. Pulling away slightly he peered down at her, handsome face surprisingly gentle despite the need burning like an inferno in his eyes. "This is a long time coming." Gripping her by the waist, he walked her back to the bed, easing her down on the mattress. "I'm going to savor every moment touching you." He promised and she shivered in delight.

Goosebumps broke out over her naked skin, her nipples hardening. Cassandra reached for his belt buckle. "You're not the only one."

His pants dropped to the floor followed by his boxers leaving him completely naked before her. Her breath quickened again as she saw the long hard length of him for the first time. He was every bit as magnificent as she dreamed.

"Tell me, little vixen. Do I measure up to your standards?" Loki asked silkily, a teasing gleam in his eyes.

Cassandra drank in every single delectable inch of his lean muscled form lingering on his strong sculpted thighs. Dragging a finger over his hipbone she smiled as his breath hitched in his throat. "What can I say, you know how to exceed expectations."

Cassandra stretched out languidly. Yes. She was going to enjoy this. Unlike the handful men she'd been with in the past, Cassandra felt no self-consciousness with Loki. It felt completely natural and right to be with him.

Crawling onto the bed, Loki kissed her tenderly, pressing her down into the mattress. His lips scorched a trail down her neck, the ends of his hair tickling her breasts as he worked her bra clasps free freeing them to the cool air.

She gasped as his mouth closed over the tip of her breast. Stars exploded in her vision and she whimpered as his tongue flicked over her nipple.

Smiling against her skin, Loki slid his fingers beneath her panties plunging them into her core. Head thrown back, she arced against him, crying out. Fisting a hand in his hair, she drew his mouth back up to hers as his skilled fingers moved inside her in a steady rhythm.

Pressure built steadily between her legs as he worked her.

Cassandra spasmed, tearing her lips from Loki's with a soft cry as a volcano of pleasure exploded inside her. She rode the wave of bliss, the euphoria carrying her into the clouds.

Trembling from the aftershocks of orgasm, Cassandra looked up at her lover from beneath her lashes entirely relaxed. Loki wore a completely satisfied expression at having undone her by his sinful touch.

The throbbing between her legs started up again. "Loki, I want you inside me, now." She breathed shakily.

"Not yet, my darling." With a wicked smile, he slid her panties down her legs. "I'm just getting started." Parting her thighs he fit his head between her legs, stroking the back of her thigh as his tongue brushed against the most sensitive part of her.

Cassandra arced again at the hot stroke of his tongue. Dear god, he was going to kill her with pleasure.

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Loki took his time making love to his Sweet Cassandra. Tasting her. Savoring her cries as he drove her into a frenzy. She was more beautiful than a goddess, breasts full and round, her waist a slender curve that melted into round hips.

Cassandra's cheeks flushed, dark eyes dazed with passion, long hair splayed across the pillows in wavy spirals as he positioned himself above her, finally ready to give her what she wished.

An indefinable emotion warmed his heart as he took Cassandra in his arms, sliding his hard length inside of her. He didn't understand it. Not completely. Threading fingers through her hair, Loki cradled the back of her head as he claimed her lips again. She wrapped her legs around him, her fingers dragging a sensuous path up and down his back as he moved inside her.

A fine sheen of sweat beaded her alabaster skin as he drove her over the edge again. Her fingers dug into his back as she reached her climax, head flung back, desperate cries spilling from her mouth.

Loki would never get tired of this. He never wanted someone as much as he wanted Cassandra. Pride swelled in his chest as she shuddered apart beneath him.

Kissing her deeply, he came with one final thrust trembling against her soft body. He would never be satisfied with just once.

Cassandra had awakened an unquenchable fire within him unlike anything he'd experienced in his long life. Hair spilling over his shoulders he looked down at her and she smiled up at him with shining eyes. "My Loki." She slid a strand of his damp hair between her thumb an index finger.

The possessive endearment sent his heart fluttering. No woman ever looked at him like this as if he were everything to her. It was both frightening and intoxicating.

Rolling onto his back, Loki panted, looking up at the ceiling. His thoughts darted around wildly for a minute trying to decipher his emotions.

What was this strange feeling that unfurled inside of him? This deep craving for Cassandra. Not just for her body but also her heart.

Before he could identify the elusive emotion, Cassandra settled over him, straddling him with her soft delectable thighs. He stirred, hardening in an instant, eyes sliding over her breasts.

Rising slightly on his elbows, Loki laughed a low masculine sound tinged with amusement. "Again, already?"

Her long hair spilled over her shoulders in a wild tangle. Cassandra grinned down at him holding his shoulders. "Of course. Now, it's my turn to have some fun." Then she lowered herself down onto his shaft, taking him to the hilt causing him to lose his breath for an instant.

Stroking her sides, Loki pressed a kiss to the inner curve of her breast and helped steady her.

This woman was entirely insatiable.

He loved it.

His Sweet Cassandra.

A/N: Woo-hoo! They finally did it! 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳I'm so excited for Cassandra and Loki to reach this point. Of course, I never intended to dedicate an entire chapter to a sex scene. This is definitely one of the most explicit scenes I've ever written. 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵I hope it turned out okay.

In an exercise of caution I'm going to up therating of my story.