CHAPTER 167: BEG FOR IT...

That night, Cassidy, Zeke, and Claire stayed in the playroom. Claire made them sit on the floor while she lined up her dolls and toys, insisting they join her little tea party.

Zeke actually played along, holding a tiny plastic teacup between his large fingers while Cassidy watched with quiet amusement. Claire giggled nonstop, making up stories for her dolls while her parents followed along.

After about half an hour, Claire’s energy began to fade. The long flight and time difference finally caught up with her. She rubbed her eyes and leaned against Zeke’s arm.

"Daddy... I’m sleepy. Can you take me to my room?"

Zeke set the doll cup down and looked at her gently. "Of course, princess. Let’s go."

He lifted Claire into his arms with ease, and she rested her head on his shoulder, already half-asleep.

Cassidy stood and followed them out of the playroom. When they reached Claire’s room, Zeke carefully tucked her into bed, pulling the blanket up to her chin. He brushed her hair back from her forehead and pressed a soft kiss there.

"Sweet dreams, princess."

Claire mumbled sleepily, "Good night, Daddy... good night, Mommy..." before drifting off completely.

"Good night, sweetheart..." Cassidy replied.

She switched on the small night lamp, making sure the room felt warm and safe. Cassidy watched in silence as Zeke stayed by the bed for a moment before finally stepping away.

They slipped out of Claire’s room together, closing the door gently behind them.

The hallway seemed quieter now, and Cassidy became suddenly aware of how close Zeke was standing.

As soon as they closed Claire’s door, the hallway went quiet.

Zeke turned to Cassidy, his eyes locking on hers. A small grin appeared on his lips. "Now it’s just the two of us, baby. How about we go back to your room... and do what I told you earlier?" His voice dropped low and his gaze hot.

Cassidy froze, her throat tightening. She swallowed hard, caught off guard by the sheer intensity in his eyes. That look of his—so direct, so full of desire, made her heartbeat raced.

She shifted slightly, trying to compose herself. "Ezekiel..." she whispered, her tone meant to sound like a warning, but it came out breathless instead.

Zeke couldn’t hold back when he saw Cassidy’s face turning red. He pulled her close and kissed her hard, their mouths crashing together as they exchanged saliva.

Cassidy’s eyes widened. The heat of his kiss made her weak, but she quickly remembered—they were still near Claire’s room. She tried to push him away, but Zeke wouldn’t let go.

Frustrated, Cassidy stomped on his foot on purpose.

"Agh... hurts, baby," Zeke hissed, finally letting her go.

Cassidy’s chest was rising and falling fast, her lips wet and swollen as she glared at him. "Are you insane? What if Claire wakes up?"

"I’m sorry... I just couldn’t hold it anymore," Zeke muttered.

Cassidy scoffed, shaking her head before walking straight to her room.

Zeke sighed and followed behind her.

As soon as they reached the room, Zeke pushed Cassidy gently onto the bed and quickly leaned over her, pressing soft kisses along her neck until she let out a faint moan.

"Zeke... it tickles..." Cassidy whispered, her voice shaky, caught between pleasure and nervous laughter.

Zeke chuckled and kept going, his lips trailing lower. He sucked on her neck, making her let out a louder sound, unable to hold it back.

Slowly, his hand moved to her pajama buttons, undoing them one by one. When the top of her chest came into view, he pulled away from her neck and pressed soft kisses there instead.

A moment later, he slid her pajama top off one shoulder and grazed his teeth against her skin, biting lightly until Cassidy gasped.

Cassidy’s breath came faster as Zeke’s mouth moved over her skin, leaving trails of heat.

"Zeke..." she whispered again, her hands pressing against his shoulders, not really pushing him away but not pulling him closer either.

He lifted his head, his eyes dark and intense on her. "Baby, I want you so bad," he said, his voice rough.

Before she could answer, his lips claimed hers in a hungry kiss, his tongue sliding against hers, tasting her deeply. Cassidy gasped into his mouth, the sound melting into the kiss as her hands curled tighter around him.

"You drive me crazy," he murmured between kisses.

Cassidy’s face flushed red, her body trembling as the heat between them grew stronger.

Cassidy let out a moan when she felt him grind against her, his hard length pressing through the thin layers of their clothes.

Zeke’s hands moved quickly, undoing every button of her pajama top until it fell open. He slipped off her bra with ease, his eyes darkened the second her breasts were bare.

"Fuck... so beautiful, baby..." he muttered before lowering his head.

His mouth trailed over her breast first, kissing her slowly, almost teasing. Then he closed his lips around her nipple, sucking hard. Cassidy arched up with a sharp gasp, her hand flying to his hair.

"Zeke... ahh..."

He groaned against her, moving to the other breast, kissing, licking, and biting just enough to make her whimper.

The he pressed against her, rubbing hard. Their thin pajamas made it obvious, he was hard, and she was already wet.

Cassidy moaned, clutching his shoulders. Her body moved under him, her panties damp.

Zeke moved his lips down to Cassidy’s stomach, kissing and licking her skin. She gasped when he tugged her pajama bottoms down.

He then spread her legs and pressed his mouth to the soft skin inside, making her shiver with need.

Zeke pushed his face closer, nose pressing against Cassidy’s soaked panties. He breathed her in and groaned, the smell of her turning him on even more.

He ran his tongue over her slit through the panties. Cassidy moaned, her hips jerking up.

"Zeke..." she gasped.

He gave her clit a soft bite through the cloth, making her cry out. Her panties were drenched, sticking to her folds.

Zeke hooked his fingers under her panties and yanked them down her legs. He tossed them aside without looking, his eyes locked on her wet pussy.

"Fuck, baby... you’re dripping for me," he muttered.

Cassidy’s face burned, but she couldn’t speak. She only gasped when he spread her thighs wider and lowered his mouth to her.

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