Chapter 58

Cassie was on her way to Steven's dorm. Cassie focused on Peter as she walked. He was talking to a girl Cassie didn’t recognize her face. They had been avoiding each other since the beginning of the year, and despite her feelings for him, she had opted to keep them to herself, hoping that one day he would understand and return to her.

A sudden wave of jealousy swept through Cassie, making her heart skip a beat. After all, she had already chosen to stay friends with Peter until he realized how he felt. She didn't know why she felt this way. However, seeing him with another girl made her heart and mind race. The rational part of her brain tried to tell her that Peter had every right to have other friends, but her feelings were all over the place.

Before she knew it, Cassie found herself walking briskly towards the storeroom; they were standing in front of the door. Her self-control slipped, and she couldn't stop the sharp words that formed in her mind. As she reached them, she shot a glare at the girl, who looked up in surprise.

"Peter," Cassie said, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "I didn’t realize you had a sense of humor because I never heard you crack jokes.”

The girl blinked, clearly taken aback by Cassie’s tone. Peter’s expression shifted from confusion to irritation as he stood up. "Cassie, what’s your problem?" he asked, his voice tense.

Cassie ignored him and continued, her anger getting the better of her. "I hope you enjoy your little date. I’m sure your girlfriend won’t mind with whom you roam around in the cafe."

When the girl felt the anger, she quickly got her things together, made up an excuse, and walked away, leaving Peter and Cassie alone. As soon as she was out of earshot, Peter turned to Cassie with angry eyes.
"What the fuck, Cassie?" He asked, "What was that about?"

Cassie acted stubbornly. "I'm not sure, Peter. Perhaps all I'm tired of is seeing you shun me and flirt with other girls."

Peter took a deep breath. “Your problem is with me why the fuck do you scare the poor girl off?”

Cassie’s eyes flashed. “Then next time try not to fake in front of me.”

Peter asked. “Why the fuck do you think I am faking?”

Cassie laughed sarcastically. "I never saw the intensity in your eyes for Riley that I saw in your eyes for me on that trip, that night."

Peter pushed her back. “You are delusional and I can’t help it.”

Cassie lost her balance but she held the doorknob and prevented herself from falling. Peter rushed towards her and held Cassie in his arms. “Are you hurt?”

Cassie looked at him and once again sarcastically giggled. “I want to see how long you will be in denial.”

Peter was on the verge of losing control because once again he was close to her. “I… I am… I am not in any kind…… of denial.”

Cassie asked. “Then why are you stammering?”

Peter has no courage to move away from her but at the same time, he has no strength to accept Cassie with the other three guys due to his arrogant nature. Peter almost whispered. “Cassie, don't make it difficult for both of us because I am trying my best to stay away from you.”

Cassie turned the doorknob and both fell inside the storeroom on the floor. Peter pinned Cassie on the floor. Her face was covered with her hair, Peter shut the door behind him. He tucked her hair and when his eyes landed on her open lips he couldn’t resist smashing his lips onto her full juicy lips.

Cassie’s hands raised to his face and her thumbs rubbing his cheek. While Cassie kisses him back with the same intensity. When they broke the kiss Peter picked her up immediately and placed her on a nearby bench. “I want you so much, babygurl. My body craves for you. Every time I imagine you with the other three guys, it brings me to tears. Every time I try to be stronger, the thought of sharing you with others burns me inside.”
Cassie cupped his face. “They are not other guys, they are our friends, Peter. I feel safe with them just like I feel with you.”

Peter asked. “Can we not talk about anyone for a few minutes? Please?”

Cassie smiled. “Sure but what do you want to do for a few minutes?”

Peter pulled up her frock and slipped his hand under her panties. Cassie threw her head back and closed her eyes. “What are you doing Peter?”

Peter started rubbing her clit, and Cassie moaned. “This is not going to help, Peter.”

Peter shushed her. “Just tell me you like it?”

Cassie started to stammer. “I…. I love….. I love…it.”

Peter asked. “Do you want me to stop?”

Cassie whined. “No, please don’t….. Kiss me, Peter.”

Peter grabbed her head and leaned in. After rubbing enough to melt her panties, Peter plunged his finger inside her core and a soft scream escaped her lips. Peter broke the kiss. “You like it babygurl?”

Cassie nodded. “Hmm.”

Peter whispered. “Your moans make me hard but still I need your words. babygurl”

Once again Cassie felt like she had heard this sentence before but she was not in a position to brainstorm. Cassie’s muscles started to clench and her sweat started to travel down her body. All the stress and anxiety has gone from her mind and body. It was all bliss and euphoric.

Cassie was on the verge of reaching the peak. Peter took out his finger and stopped kissing her. Cassie looked at her. “Why the hell did you stop?”

Peter licked the moister of his finger. “This is your punishment for being an ass to me.”

Cassie squinted and was still in the process of catching her breath. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

“I want to see you restless babygurl, just the way you make me whenever I see you.” then he walked out of the store room leaving her unsettled and alone.