“I’m going to take a shower and change. You rummage through the fridge and see what you’d like for dinner. After all the happenings today I thought I could never eat again, but suddenly I’m ravenous.”
Cassie left the door to her room open while she leisurely took off her clothes, revelling in the sliding of the fabric against her skin. Without closing the bathroom door, she turned on the spray in the shower and stepped inside.
Slowly she lathered her body with fragrant soap. It had been such a long time since she felt so feminine, so truly desirable. Who was she kidding? She’d never felt like this. Never experienced the hot, lusty wantonness of being sexy. Of wanting to share her body with someone, of having him do whatever he pleased.
And that’s exactly what she wanted from Jake tonight. He had to use her as he pleased and make her forget everything that happened over the past couple of days. No holes barred, uncomplicated, fulfilling sex. And she meant to have it. She’d prepared for it.
Jake didn’t join her in the shower as she’d hoped, so Cassie donned a pink lace teddy with a thong and covered herself with the wrap she bought with the set. The wrap covered very little, but it did hide some of the most vital parts, leaving just a teensy bit to the imagination.
Her stomach growled as the smell of fried onions drifted from the kitchen. Sate the hunger first and then the lust. But she will be sated. Once they caught the culprit , there would be no reason for Jake to remain at her apartment. They may have very little time left together and she intended to use every minute.
Cassie sauntered into the kitchen and pulled open the fridge. A bottle of white wine peeked out from behind the salad dressings and she took two glasses from the shelf.
“Care for some wine.” Jake turned to face her and snapped his mouth shut. Cassie hid a grin. Up boy. By the end of the night she’ll have him where she wanted.
“No, thank you. I’m working. Remember?”
She ignored the short rebuff, poured herself a glass of the chilled liquid and peeked over his shoulder. “What are you cooking? It smells delicious.” Almost as good as him. He’d also showered and changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. The musk of his aftershave competed with the fried onions in the saucepan.
Jake put some distance between them before vigorously stirring the contents of the pan. “Chicken-al-a-King.” Did she imagine it or was his voice just a little too restrained. Time to up the game.
She rubbed his arm absently and read the instructions on the packet of sauce lying next to the hob. Jake’s breath hissed out, but he stood his ground. A muscle jumped in his jaw.
“Cassie…” A warning. She ignored him.
“Mmm?”
“Move. Now.”
“No.”
He stared at her and heart missed a beat at the savage light in his eyes. She might just have wished for something she couldn’t handle. She might have awoken the beast in him. Their eyes held as he turned off the stove. Cassie’s pulse beat in her throat and she swallowed audibly. Her hands shook and her pussy moistened in anticipation.
He lead her out of the kitchen into the living room. When he lowered her to her knees on the carpet, she stroked his hips, his legs, taking care only to skim the hardness of his cock bulging against the shorts. At his knees, she replaced her hands with her tongue, teasing the hair on his inner thigh before tugging the shorts off.
She wet her lips and slowly licked his left ball. Moving it with her tongue while his cock tangled in her hair. His legs wobbled and he straightened. She lapped and lavished both swollen testicles before taking first one and then the other into her mouth. Jake groaned.
A vein throbbed at the base of his shaft and she followed it with her tongue, inhaling the aroused male scent of him. At the tip, she ran her tongue over the small slit, tasting the saltiness of his arousal before she took him in her mouth. He buried his hand in her hair, slightly pulling before pushing into her mouth. She took him as far as she could before slowly easing off. Flicking her tongue over the sensitized tip before taking him in again and again.
“Enough,” he panted before roughly lifting her off the floor and depositing her on the couch. Their mouths met in a frenzy of desire and his tongue speared into her mouth, imitating the sexual act on their minds. She writhed under his hands as he deftly removed her wrap and thong and spread her legs wide.
“You’re gorgeous.” His husky voice sent shivers down her spine.
He softly kneaded the swollen lips, teasing them apart, opening her to his touch. His finger traced a path of fire from her enlarged clit, along the moist slit, ending at the tight ring of her anus. He gently probed her most intimate orifice and a tremor ran through her all the way to her toes.
With his free hand, he explored her clit before lowering his mouth. Lapping and sucking until the knob was tight with desire. She gasped as he slid two fingers into her opening, moistening it further. He withdrew and she complained.
“Patience, no need to hurry.”
He didn’t understand. She wanted him now, all of him, but he refused to comply. Wave upon wave of pleasure rocked her body as he slowly slipped a finger into each of her openings. She bucked against his hand, begging for more. Begging for him to stop the torture. Deftly adjusting the rhythm of his hand, he brought her to the brink of release before easing off to fondle her breasts.
Cassie panted with pent up need. She reached for him, but he evaded her hands. Lavishing her impossibly sensitive clit with his tongue. Driving her wild. Once again he denied her release and captured her lips in a rough kiss. He tasted of mint and her. She could smell her need on him - her shameless wantonness.
He kissed and lapped the sensitive spots on her neck, spent some time on her breasts and she shifted her hips towards him as he took one after the other peak into his mouth. Kneading her firm flesh with his fingers, feeding it into his mouth.
Gasping for breath she writhed beneath him as his mouth tailed a path of fire from her stomach to her navel, his hands cupping her hips. He found her clit with his tongue and she clamped her thighs together. He gently probed them apart. Already sensitized, every lash of his tongue electrified her body, causing her to tremble and her legs to shake. He drank from her moist opening, pushing his tongue inside, mimicking the action of his cock she craved.
“I want you on your knees on the couch.” She obliged while excitement buzzed through her veins. He pulled her ass into the air and spread her legs further apart, exposing her openings to him. Spreading the cheeks of her bum, he slowly ran a finger from her clit all the way along the slit, popping a finger inside her pussy.
He rubbed the tight ring of her anus, applying various degrees of pressure. When his tongue lapped at the sensitive part between the openings, her breath hitched. His tongue flicked over her anus and Cassie’s hands whitened where she gripped the couch. Her pussy throbbed, the ache for his possession almost unbearable.
Gently he stretched the tight ring a little while lapping her juices, drinking his fill from her. When he rubbed her nub again she couldn’t stand it. She needed him now.
“Please . . .”
The crown of his cock hovered at her pussy. She lifted towards him, but he kept his distance, holding still until she moved impatiently against him, before he sheathed himself fully. Her muscles stretched to accommodate his full length. When she thought she couldn’t take any more of him, he went even deeper and sensation so strong it bordered on pain, rippled through Cassie.
He withdrew until only the crown remained. Then he inserted his thumb into her anus and Cassie fought for breath. Slowly he pumped into her, increasing the rhythm fractionally with each trust. Her muscles contracted and Cassie shouted his name before she collapsed in blissful release.
But Jake didn’t intend to give her respite. He withdrew slowly and rubbed the head of his cock along her slit, spreading the moisture released by her pussy to her anus. She felt the hard pressure of his cock at the tight opening, stretching, pushing. Tremors shook her body
as he slipped his cock inside, holding still until she rocked against his pelvis, his balls stroking her pussy.
Controlling his thrusts, Jake hugged her to him and fondled her nub until Cassie forgot who she was and why Jake was there. The only thing that mattered was him pounding her ass and the peak of ecstasy rattling through her senses. Their bodies slick with sweat, Jake thrust deep into her and with a groan released his warmth into her. Her body hugged him close while he increased the rubbing of her clit.
Abandoning common sense Cassie yelled in release. Jake pulled her shuddering body onto his lap as he collapsed on the couch. Hugging her close while he stroked her hair as she listened to the rhythm of his heart return to normal. Her eyes drifted shut with his now spent organ still inside her.
Chapter Seven
The smell of chicken cooking woke Cassie from her slumber. She lay sprawled on the couch with her teddy, thong and wrap draped over one of the chairs. Jake had switched off the lamp in the lounge and she marvelled in the protection the darkness gave. Behind the counter, Jake stirred the contents of a saucepan while softly humming to himself. Another pot cooked merrily on the backburner and Jake took the overflowing salad bowl from the counter to pop it in the fridge. Against the wall the clock showed the time and Cassie screwed her eyes to make sure she saw the time correctly. One o’clock in the morning and her bodyguard stood in front of the stove, preparing dinner. A very late dinner.
For the first time in months, Cassie felt safe. The domestic scene in the kitchen contradicted the reality of her life during the past year. Who was she kidding? She hadn’t lived in the last year. She survived. By ignoring all personal needs and feelings, she managed to function in a world so alien to her it might have been on another planet. What choice did she have?
“Come on sleepyhead. Get dressed I’m famished.”
Cassie jumped at the sound of Jake’s deep voice in the silence. How did he know she was awake? For a moment, she considered faking sleep just to keep watching him.
“I know you’re awake. Your breathing changed. So move your pretty ass and get over here.”
She muttered under her breath, but stretched her limbs, enjoying the tenderness of her body before she swung her feet over the edge of the couch. Donning only the wrap, she ambled barefoot towards the kitchen.
“Mmm, it smells nice.” Her stomach chose that precise moment to grumble and both burst out laughing.
“I guess my body agrees.”
They carried the food to the terrace of the apartment where Jake lit a small kerosene lamp in the middle of the table. The lights of the city blinked and the sound of inebriated patrons of the pub down the road drifted on the slight breeze.
Cassie bit into the chicken and closed her eyes as the taste of homemade cooking assaulted her senses. “This is very good. Where did you learn to cook?”
“I had to fend for myself since my dad forced me out of the house at eighteen.”
Jake at eighteen would have been more than any girl could comfortably handle. Hell, Jake at any age represented a challenge to most women. The urge to know more about him, overwhelmed her. Encouraged by the lack of bitterness in his voice, Cassie pressed on.
“Why on earth did he do that?”
Jake chuckled. “No need for sympathy. I deserved it. At eighteen I was invincible and the brawn outweighed the brains. We clashed often because he had to bail me out of trouble. So he got sick of it and threw me out.”
“Where did you go?”
“The best place for an eighteen year old. I joined the police force and when a spot opened up on the SWAT team, I applied. Lucky for me I got it. It made me grow up real fast.”
“So how come you now have a security firm?”
He sighed and Cassie detected a measure of regret. His shoulders slumped slightly. He seemed to weigh his answer before he shrugged. “I got injured during a raid in South America while working for ATF. My cover was blown and I returned to ride a desk. I couldn’t deal with it, so when Matt offered me the opportunity for our own business, I figured I had nothing to lose.”
Cassie’s jaw dropped. “Matt was ATF?”
Jake bellowed out his laughter and the mood lightened. “I grew up with Matt and after I joined the force we kept in contact. I know it’s hard to believe but the man is a genius with a computer and just as good convincing people what they need.”
She wiped imaginary sweat from her brow. “Wow, for a moment there I thought our country was in serious trouble.” She speared a piece of cucumber onto her fork. “And what about your dad? Have you seen him since you moved out?”
“We made our peace a couple of years after I left. When I finally realized why he threw me out and my own arrogance stopped getting in the way, I drove to see him. We still go fishing at least four times a year.”
A warm feeling she refused to analyse settled in her stomach. Man enough to admit when he’s wrong. Jeez, this must be the first male she’d met willing to do that. Maybe she’d just moved in the wrong circles.
“And your mom?”
“She died when I was in high school.” He pointed the fork at her. “You know, you would have liked her. Everybody liked her.”
Great, ten points for being insensitive. She placed her hand over his. “I’m sorry I pried.”
He shook his head. “No, it’s all right. Sometimes I just wish she could see the man I became instead of dying knowing only the cocky teenager with a chip on his shoulder.”
They ate in silence for a while, but Cassie’s curiosity was aroused. “What were you doing in Mauritius.”
“Working.”
“At the club?”
He took a swallow of water. “It was my last night on the island, the client was safe and I hit the clubs looking for some fun. I didn’t plan what happened that night, but neither am I sorry it did.”
Cassie finished her food and moved her plate to the centre of the table. She folded her arms in front of her. “What about relationships. It must have been difficult with you traveling all over the world for your work to sustain a relationship.”
Jake was quiet for such a long time, Cassie thought he wasn’t going to answer. “When I got injured and had to leave ATF, I was home more and Sarah, my fiancé, couldn’t cope with it. My being there interfered with the numerous relationships she had going with a couple of guys simultaneously. I cramped her style, so she left.”
Cassie tensed. Despite the indifference in his voice, she detected sadness behind the words. Jake still cared for Sarah. Which made what they had, mere sex. Cassie forced the disappointment to the back of her mind.
His gaze flicked over her with an intensity that made her want to squirm. “What about you? Any serious relationships? There had to be quite a few or the guys are stupid and blind.”
Grateful for the lightening of the mood, she laughed. “Thanks for the compliment. I try to keep any relationship light. I learned from my parents’ mistakes. Nothing lasts forever, not even love. Dad was devastated when mom left even though it was partly his own fault. He loved her to distraction and since the divorce, he tried to find love with every woman he met. It only made him sad and bitter.”
“So you decided it was better not to try the love thing and avoid being hurt when something went wrong?”
She swung her fork in his direction. “That about sums it up.”
He narrowed his eyes at her. “You mean you’ve never dated the same guy twice?”
“I have, but after the third or so date, they usually decide I’m not worth the time they spent on me. I’m always honest in what they could expect of me.”
Why was she telling him this? It’s not like they considered taking the relationship any further. This was sex, pure and simple without any emotional garbage getting in the way. So why are you feeling all gooey inside at the simple facts he had shared with you, the little voice inside her head mocked.
As if he could read her thoughts, he regarded for a moment before continuing. “So, what was Cassi
e’s normal day before someone tried to kill you?”
She smiled. “Unfortunately it was pretty boring routine. Just the way I like it.” She wasn’t so sure about the truth of that statement now, but she continued. “The most exciting thing to happen was finding a client who had cheated on his IRS forms. Nothing as nerve wracking as finding someone laundering millions of Rand and wanting to wipe me off the face of the earth.”
“Mmm, sounds uneventful, but I don’t see you being satisfied with being on the side-lines of life.”
“Why do you say that? We’ve known each other for practically two days.” A slight blush crept up her neck. It has only been two days and she was acting like a rabbit in heat, unable to keep her hands to herself.
Jake grinned. “Proves my point. Cassie, you’re a handful of hot and feisty woman. You ooze the kind of sexiness most woman pay thousands of Rands to achieve. I’m sure I’m not the only male who can’t think of anything else than having you beneath me all naked, lusty and needy.”
Cassie’s body reacted instantly to the imagery his words evoked. “What’s stopping you?”
“Nice try to change the subject, but I plan to devour you in any case. You bring out the beast in me. An insatiable one. So, will you still be satisfied with your uncomplicated life once this is over?”
“You think it will be over soon?”
Jake sighed. “You’re not going to answer the question are you? And yes, I firmly believe that with the information we gathered tonight it will be over in a matter of days.”
“Then let’s not waste any more time.” Cassie rose, collected the dishes and carried them inside. This turn of conversation made her uncomfortable. She hated doubting her own decisions and she almost hated him for raising the issue. Not that she doubted returning to her normal, uneventful existence was what she wanted, but the thought of not having him to share amazing, fulfilling sex with, threatened to erode her enjoyment of the moment.
She stifled a yawn, not wanting to waste a moment with Jake. Already her hands itched to run over the broad chest, tangling her fingers in the splattering of hair.
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