A Graduation Gift

As the night grew freezing cold, Cassandra and Rufus shared a kiss that burned passionately.

Cassandra blanked out by the overwhelming passion she felt. She could feel nothing but the burning desire of the ardent man. With her eyes wide open, she gave him no resistance and just let him do whatever he wished.

His mouth covered the fullness of hers and they were biting and exploring each other's lips. Cassandra didn't want that to stop. Rufus, however, let her go for he could no longer catch his breath. He looked at her so intensely that he was still biting his lips savoring the taste of the lady. The woman was left bewildered. The kiss felt so long and so pleasing up to the point that she couldn't remember what she was doing.

"We're here,"

the man whispered in her ears. Their bodies were pressed against each other. They were so intimate that when the man spoke with a low and charismatic voice, the woman felt totally elated. Looking at her eyes, he couldn't hide the mirth and pleasure he felt deep inside.

It was then that Cassandra realized what had just happened. Feeling the intense heat and the intimate position they were in, she gave him a gentle push and cursed in a cute voice, "Bastard!"

Her voice was mixed with anger and shame. Even though she was cursing him, deep inside she knew she enjoyed the feeling. Despite the fact that it was too embarrassing for her to admit, she loved the way Rufus kissed her. She hated the idea that she liked the kiss and wanted more of it.

'Why did I even let the kiss happen?' she asked herself.

Escaping from the strange thoughts, she quickly got off the car and rushed into the hotel, totally ignoring him who was just following her closely. Her lips were quivering as an aftermath of the torrid kiss.

'Cassandra, what have you done?' The question kept on bugling her mind.

Rufus who was just walking behind Cassandra, casually with his hand inside his pockets. He couldn't help smiling at the sight of her murmuring to herself.

For him, the night became more charming and interesting because of this woman.

Inside the deluxe room of the hotel, sprinkles of hot water from the shower trickled down onto the floor.

Cassandra immersed herself in the hot water, letting the water flow from her head, to her face, down to her breasts, her waist, and her legs. The water was way hotter than the normal bathing temperature but she didn't seem to mind. She felt numb and careless.

She was merely standing there staring blankly at the floor. Her mind was preoccupied with the earlier kiss and the emotions she felt associated with that kiss.

mind. It was glued and tattooed on her mind and she didn't know

did you enjoy that kiss?' she asked

her cheeks a little to shut out the absurd thoughts on her mind. She reminded herself that she couldn't continue with such a state of mind. She felt silly and

torturing her. Now she couldn't even think properly, but worse was to

expecting?' she asked herself once again.

for consistently thinking of him. When did she become so attached to him? It was just a kiss? What was the magic of that kiss that would

was still standing under the hot shower. The bathroom turned disturbingly hot as steams hanged in the air. Cassandra's cheeks

creeping into her senses. But she stood still without moving an inch away from the shower. She couldn't think clearly, her brain was in total chaos and her visions were clouded by the thickening steams.

normally. The temperature of her body continued to rise. She

That was her last thought before she collapsed. She could no longer support herself that she

Her heart leaped in shock by

felt a searing pain in her back. Luckily, the pain awakened her senses. However, even as she temporarily regained her senses, her body lacked the strength. She felt weak and exhausted. She wanted to grab onto something

herself. Shaking her head, Cassandra tried to stay awake. But that didn't help. Desperately, she bit her lip to

save herself, but suffocating in the heat, especially with the heightened smell of blood diffused

totally weak, she had given up all efforts to get up. She let herself lie on the bathroom floor with the shower still spraying hot water over her. On the contrary,

while, ' she told herself. 'The door was locked. No one would be able to save me now. The best I could do was just to do nothing for the meantime

no intentions of falling into sleep

…

was knocking on the door outside her

In order to catch the flight, they didn't have time to eat. So Rufus, after taking a brief rest, came to invite

her door for quite a while, but there was no reply from her, not even a single

face was turning dark. Abruptly, he felt

or even refusing to tell him that she didn't want to open the door was definitely not something she would do. 'Could it be that she is avoiding me because of the kiss?'

down a little

the waiter he had talked to came back.