Without Regret (Devil's Playground #1) by Nicole Edwards Read Free Book Online Page B

Isaiah wrapped her in a giant, fluffy navy blue towel and helped her out of the shower.
    “Let’s go back to my place,” he told her.
    Glancing down at herself, Cassidy smiled. “I’m not sure I’m dressed for the occasion.”
    “I’ve got a private elevator,” he informed her, tucking his own towel around his narrow hips.
    Cassidy’s gaze locked on that sexy V that formed beneath his washboard abs.
    The man truly was an amazing specimen. With clothes, he was stunning; without … well, without clothes, he was sexy as hell.
    As though he were reading her mind, Isaiah grinned and pulled her in close.
    “Think you can refrain until we’re in bed?”
    Cassidy nodded, feeling a rush of embarrassment flood her cheeks. Ogling a naked man wasn’t something she’d done before. Turned out that Isaiah brought out a side of her that she hadn’t known even existed. He made her want to get in tune with her baser urges, her carnal fantasies.
    And it wasn’t helping that he was practically naked and touching her.
    Isaiah chuckled as he took her hand and led her back into his office. He moved across the room to what appeared to be a wall but turned out to be a well-hidden elevator door. Within minutes, they were back in his penthouse. More accurately, they were in his bed.
    Without warning, Isaiah tugged her towel loose and tossed it on the floor along with his. In one quick move, Cassidy found herself flat on her back with Isaiah’s warm weight hovering above her.
    His mouth found hers, and an involuntary moan escaped her. She couldn’t help herself. Isaiah Fontenot was the best kisser in the entire world. She’d never kissed a man who could so easily control the kiss, making her want more, with just his lips and tongue.
    “I need to taste you again,” he grumbled, the vibration from his chest making her nipples harden.
    “If you’re looking for me to stop you, it won’t happen,” she retorted playfully.
    “Good,” he said, meeting her gaze. “Put your hands on the headboard. And don’t move them.”
    Cassidy did as instructed, grabbing the wooden headboard with her fingertips while Isaiah’s mouth trailed over her jaw, her neck, her chest.
    When he stopped over her breast, his tongue slid sensually over her nipple as she watched. He blew against her skin, sending a delightful shiver dancing down her spine. Her sex clenched and her body ached for him.
    “Don’t stop,” she said.
    Isaiah’s smirk was devastating.
    But it left as quickly as it’d come, and the next thing Cassidy knew, Isaiah sucked her nipple into his mouth, using his teeth and tongue to tease and torment her until she was squirming beneath him, desperately trying to get closer.
    She barely managed to catch her breath when he switched to her other nipple, his fingers joining in the mix as he teased her clit with his thumb.
    “Isaiah. Oh, please. Please!”
    “Please, what?”
    “Make me come.”
    “With my fingers? Or my mouth?”
    She didn’t care, as long as she reached that pinnacle that was just out of reach.
    “Everything,” she responded.
    Another chuckle rumbled from him, and then Isaiah moved lower, his tongue gliding over her skin, then zeroing in right where she needed him most. Without fanfare, Isaiah flicked her clit relentlessly, driving her crazy as her orgasm built, starting in her core and radiating outward right before it … exploded!
    “Yes! Oh, God, yes!”
    Before she came back to herself, Isaiah was hovering over her once more, his thick erection, sheathed in a condom he’d miraculously produced, prodding at her opening. Wrapping her legs around his waist, Cassidy released the headboard, gripped his ass, and pulled him forward until he was seated inside her, filling her completely.
    He stretched her deliciously, his mouth settling over hers.
    And then the intensity shifted, turning into something much more passionate, deeper than anything she’d ever felt. He was moving languorously, sliding in deep and