Accounting for Lust by Ylette Pearson Read Free Book Online

erection made against the white of the towel. Cold showers didn’t always help. Hell, he doubted it w ould ever help where Cassie was concerned. Why she had such an effect on him, he failed to understand.
    He was no saint and had his fair share of sexual partners after Sarah’s betrayal. None of them memorable. Why Cassie lingered in his memory after such a long time, he had no idea . Sure, the sex was the best he ever had, but he had had good sex before .
    His penis throbbed painfully and he changed his train of thought. Cassie lay next door , alone in a very big bed. Keep your hands off, buddy. You have work to do . He dressed in boxers, towel dried his hair and strode into the kitchen. Sparing a glance at the closed bedroom door, he sighed. He might as well make himself some coffee. The night was still young.
    A strange sound penetrated the silence as he reached to switch on the kettle. He froze and listened. Above the noise from the street below , a soft purring drifted in the air. Jake cocked his head to the side and walked to the window. The sound seemed to fade and he strode to the passage until he s topped in front of Cassie’s bedroom door.
    There it was again. The moan . . . and the purring. Was she in pain? Dared he intrude? He slowly depressed the handle and opened the door a fraction. His erection sprang into action at the sight that met his eyes.
    In the dim light filtering from the adjacent bathroom, Cassie sprawled on the bed. Naked. Aroused. And in the throws of passion. Alone. His mind ref used to form coherent thoughts while heat suffused his body. He should probably close the door and mind his own business . He should . . .  but his eyes remained fixed on the scene before him.
    Her hand stroked the sides of her breast while she made circled the hardened nipple of the other breast with the vibrator. She arched her spine and stroked the flat of her stomach, her hand moving lower, leaving a shiny trail of lubricant behind. Slick, hot. Oh man, he was in trouble .
    The lips of her cunt parted as her fingers sought the small stub of her clitoris. With two fingers , she spread the engorged lips and teased her clit. She dipped her fingers lower and spread her legs offering him a full view of cleanly shaven heaven. When she moved the purple vibrator lower to rest softly over her now enlarged clitoris, Jake opened the door.
    Cassie’s movements stilled. She stared at him with droopy eyes .
    “Don’t stop,” he ground out .
    Their eyes held. Shame, indignation and desire mirrored in the depths of hers. The air crackled with pent-up tension. For breathless seconds he feared she would ignore his plea. Then her shoulders relaxed and she lowered the toy to her pussy.
    Jake exhaled and shrugged out of his boxers. He moved over her, not touching her, leaving enough room for her to continue her ministrations. Then he lowered his mouth to hers . Her tongue met him stroke for stroke and Jake struggled to hold on to his control.
    Cassie pushed against his shoulders and broke the kiss. “Roll over.”
    She trailed hot kisses from his collarbone to his nipples. He arched up as she gently sucked on each one and then he nearly came off the bed as she lightly nibbled on one sensitized peak. His erection throbbed as she moved lower, straddling him and pressing her cunt into his face.
    When her mouth closed over his cock , he lifted into her and buried his face in the musky wet folds above him. She lifted her pussy from his face and slowly circled the head of his cock with her warm, wet tongue. Her hand stroked the underside of his balls, squeezing ever so often. She licked his shaft while her breasts tickled his belly. Stroking, licking, sucking until he thought he would break. Then she took him fully into her mouth. Warmth flooded his body and all the electrical circuits overloaded.
    Oh hell, she was going to make him come in her mouth like a bloody teenager. Jake ground his teeth together, but Cassie was relentless. Slowly