3rd person pov contd..

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It was not that he did not want to move her dress further, her bound hands were stopping the dress from moving. He frowned as he did not know? how to move it further. A giggle escaped her lips as she looked at his naivety.

"I should have tied your hands later," he replied with a frown as he saw her laughing over him.

His hands reached for her dress and he tore the front part of the dress that she wore as if it was the best solution. To say that she was shocked would be an understatement. She had never even in her dreams thought that he would tore her dress, that also in the public area.

The tear of the dress came out to be a harsh sound and Marianne's eyes turned wide and her mouth turned agape.

"What did you do?" she asked in a tone that she could not believe it happened to her.

"I got rid of the hindrance, since i was not able to take it down then better get rid of it" he said with so much nonchalance that she could not believe it,

"This is not funny. How would we go back?" she asked as she continued to look at her bare body.

His hands next reached for her hair that was tightly closed in a bun. His hands reached for the pin that had held her hair and in swift motion, he removed it. Her hair fell like a waterfall on her body and covered her breasts and back,

"Much better," he commented, his eyes worshipping what was in front of him. Marianne looked absolutely ravishing right now.

Her hairs were scattered all over her body. Her dress was torn up to the waist. He had thought she would be dazed or worried about the situation but all she was worried about was her dress that was torn. He shook his head at her naivety.

She should be worried about other things more than just about her dress. A strong scream took her attention as she looked at the stage instinctively. The man was between the legs of the woman and his tongue was on her vagina sucking her. And she was thrashing and withering while screaming his name.

He finally felt the change in her breathing when she looked at the stage. He had never been this thankful to Charles, he was today. The wall of consciousness that was stopping them broke because of this show.

"Nervous?" he asked her as a layer of sweat started forming on her body. It was glistening in the dim light. He could feel the tension building inside her body.

"No," she replied defiantly, trying to sound more confident then she was.

"Excited then?" he teased her, as he knew she was only trying to stay brave.

When she did not reply this time, he moved his hand to her breasts and pinched them hard. His hands were rough, not like the previous time when he had touched her. The background sounds were not making it any better.

He pressed her on the mirror and then his lips started grazing her skin. He started from the neck and then collarbones. Licking it, sucking it and biting it earring gasps from her.

From one side the cold glass shivering her spine and on the other side the warm hand and mouth of Cassius creating wild sensations inside her body. He was playing with her body, using it the way he wanted. His hand pinching and moulding her mounds and his lips trailing on her neck, shoulder, cleavage kissing her and biting her.

Her mouth opened wide and a sharp gasp left her body. His mouth made its way to the breast he was holding in his hand. And then sucked on it like a kid, alternating between both of her nipples. She moaned like never before.

"Cassssiuuusss" her voice came broken but it only encouraged him further to use more pressure and intensity. She arched her back instinctively as if her primal nature was coming out. It gave further advantage to Cassius.

Multiple moans left her mouth when Cassius's mouth took hold of one of her nipples in his mouth. Sucking hard and her breathing turned hard, she was sucking deep breaths.

This was the same feeling she had felt the last time he had taken her from the dance room.

She heard a strong moan and her eyes opened with difficulty and she saw that the actor had torn all the clothes of the actress and he was sucking her the way Cassius was doing with her.

Her knees weakened by the assault. If she could right now, she would have held onto his shoulders but with her hands tied there was nothing much she could do but let Cassius take and do what he wanted. Her breathings turned heavy.

Cassius was enjoying her moans. Her heavy breathing was indicating that her body was enjoying what he was doing to her. So, he decided to push her limits.

His teeth grazed on her nipples mercilessly. He was using his teeth to bite her and then sucking it sulking her lips to ease the pain, it was making her skin very sensitive.

His hands moved to her another mound, taking the nipple between his index finger and thumb, he used the same pressure his mouth were creating to give both of them equal attention. She winced and closed her eyes. As the intensity was too much for her to bear.

The dim lighting and the place they were. The feeling that they were in the public place and the moans coming from the stage was only increasing the intensity of the things he was doing to her body.

"Open your eyes Marianne, I want you to look into my eyes all the time." he said as he let her mounds go.

For a moment she felt empty when the heat of his body left her. The cold wind touched her skin making her feel lonesome. She opened her eyes and he smiled,