A Man Or A Monster – Part 7
He licked his lips and stepped even closer, so that their bodies were almost touching. Negan held her gaze and leaned in so that his breath was hot against her neck. In a voice that was both sensual and dangerous, he whispered, "Well ho-ly shit, Kassandra; now that I have you alone, what the fuck do we do?"
Kassie felt her cheeks flush at Negan's question. She wasn't born yesterday, and she recognized the look of lust and desire in Negan's eyes as he said those words. Since he was blocking the exit, she turned around and walked back into the kitchen. However, Negan was faster than she thought, because in just a few swift steps, he was in front of her again, and dangerously close. Frustrated with this little game that he was playing; Kassie threw her hands up and let out an exasperated sigh. "Okay, okay! I can see that you're not going to let me leave anytime soon." Kassie's frustration showed both on her face, as well as in her voice. "What exactly is it that you want from me?"
And with that, Negan's grin grew wider as his gaze looked her up and down. Licking his lips, Negan began, "Well… I'd be lying if I didn't say that I would fucking love to watch you dance some more. Umm, umm, umm" he continued. "And to hear your sweet voices sing the lyrics that you were singing outside? Well, I'd be in fuckin' heaven! But I've just got a feeling'… that you're not in the mood anymore. Am I right?" Negan's eyes were shining as he began to step even closer to Kassie.
She instinctively backed away as Negan kept coming forward, until she found herself hitting a wall. "Where did that come from?" she thought to herself. With nowhere else to go, Kassie looked back up at Negan. In which she immediately regretted, because he was smiling that gorgeous smile of his again. Oh! Now he was licking his lips as Negan's eyes darted back and forth between her pouty mouth and her crystal blue eyes. Kassie didn't want to give Negan the satisfaction of knowing that she was both extremely frightened, and extremely turned on, as he placed his hands against the wall on either side of her head. Kassie swallowed hard, and then squeezed her thighs together in an effort to quench the thirst that was growing in the pit of her core.
However, Negan was extremely observant. When he noticed Kassie's arousal, his eyes grew darker as he leaned his face closer to hers. Their eyes were locked, neither one of them willing to back down. Before Kassie could do or say anything, Negans lips were on hers! At first she resisted, using her hands to push against Negan's leather clad chest. He then deepened the kiss by gently biting her bottom lip until she opened her mouth for him. And with that, Negan began to ravish Kassie's mouth with his tongue. She involuntarily let out a soft moan as her knees became weaker. Suddenly, instead of her hands pushing Negan away, Kassie's fingers were grasping the front of his leather jacket. She was literally holding on for dear life, and she honestly wasn't sure if her legs would hold her up if he moved away.
Negan pressed his body against hers, sandwiching Kassie between himself and the wall. She could feel his hard member pressed against her stomach, and then something almost animalistic came over her. Kassie moved her hands up to his shoulders, wrapping them around Negan's neck. With one hand clutching him tight, the other buried itself in his thick dark hair. Kassie honestly didn't know what was happening to her. She hadn't felt this kind of desire in a long time. Maybe even years before the dead began to come back to life. She felt lost, but in a good way. In the way, you lose yourself in a good book or movie. Or when you get lost in a daydream.
When Kassie clutched at his neck, and ran her fingers in his hair, Negan's hunger grew. He deepened his kiss, almost sure to leave her mouth swollen and bruised. But she didn't stop him, she didn't protest at all. In fact, Kassie seemed to be just as turned on as he was. If the sounds escaping her mouth were to be any indication, she was more than willing to continue. So Negan took that opportunity to see just how far his "Goddess of Alexandria" would go. With his mouth still on hers, he used his hands to slowly slide down to Kassie's waist, then he put one hand up the front of her sweater. When his hand found what it was seeking, Negan began to massage her heaving breasts, one and then the other. Another sound of pleasure escaped Kassie's throat as Negan released his lips from hers and began to suck and kiss her neck. He slowly moved his tongue down her neck only to stop at her bare shoulder where her sweater had slid off. Negan then lifted the oversized sweater and pulled it over Kassie's head in one quick movement. He pulled back long enough to get a good look at Kassie's large and heaving breasts. He moved his mouth further down her chest while still squeezing and rubbing her heaving mounds. Kassie's bra was now wet from his saliva, the only thing that stopped his mouth from tasting her erect tipples was the thin material of her light purple bra.
Kassie was beside herself; she was so full of want and need for this man, that she thought she just might die from the desire. She began to grind her hips against him as his hands moved down her sides and up her sweater to her already aroused breasts. She physically shuttered when he began to massage them, all while kissing her neck and then guiding his tongue down to her bare shoulder. Negan suddenly pulled her sweater completely off and Kassie felt her chest rise and fall as Negan took in the sight of her nearly naked chest. Then he dove in hungrily kissing and biting at her nipples through her silky bra. Both of her hands were in his hair now and she couldn't help the noises she was making.
Negan wanted… No, he needed to feel more of her. He needed to bury himself deep inside of her soft flesh. Negan firmly grabbed Kassie by her sweet ass and lifted her up with ease. She wrapped her legs around him as his body pushed hers even harder against the wall. Slowly, Negan began grinding against her, letting her feel just how hard he was for her. They were both so enraptured by their strong sexual desire, that neither of them heard the footsteps that were coming up the porch. Nor did they hear the front door as it opened and two people walked in, only to be stopped in their tracks. However, both Kassie and Negan heard the loud gasp of a woman, followed by a familiar man's voice.
Gently lowering her to the floor, Negan turned and grinned widely as he spoke, "Well what in the fucking fuckety fucks sake, made you think that you could come in here and interrupt my social call?! Don't you see I'm about to get some pussy?"
Kassie came back to reality as she hid her half-naked torso behind Negan, folding her arms around her chest. She suddenly felt very ashamed by her actions. What was she thinking? This was Negan! This was the man, No… the monster, that brutally beat Glenn and Abraham to death in front of their friends and family! It was the look of disgust on Rick face, which finally did her in. Kassie didn't care if they saw her in her bra. She just had to get out of there. She turned to go, but Negan grabbed her by her arm. With tears streaming down her cheeks, Kassie begged him with her eyes to let her go.
There was something about the way her eyes pleaded with his, and the look of shame, which caused her tears; that stirred something deep inside of Negan's heart. He hadn't felt that it in such a long time, that he thought he was incapable of the emotion. But there it was… and he didn't quite know how to handle it. Negan… the cold blooded, black hearted, leader of the saviors felt… pity. He actually felt sorry for the pain that Kassie was feeling. But why? She was just another woman to add to his collection of wives. Granted, she was fucking breathtaking, but she meant nothing to him. Right?