Free Eternal Pleasures by Debi Wilder

seen a spirit.
       He took a step toward her, “Cassandra?” He reached out to touch her, only to have her turn from him.
       Cassandra strolled around the shop, touching the mantel of the fireplace. “I feel like I know this place,” she said, turning to face him. “It’s the exact same layout as our shop, Eternal Pleasures. It’s just missing the modern conveniences, like electricity.”
       Garrett’s mind raced in search of an explanation. He took a deep breath, then tossed his cloak and hat onto a chair. “Many shops are designed the same, Cassandra. Functionality is a must in a small space.”
       She turned toward him, tears seeping down her cheeks. “For a moment I thought I was home again. But I’m not, am I?”
       Taking her in his arms, he pulled her closer to his chest. The warmth of her heart penetrated his skin, touching his own beating organ with tenderness. What was it they said in the 20 th Century? Oh yes, home is where the heart is and my heart will always be home for you, my love.
       She snuggled deeper into his embrace, sending flashes of heat through his cock. The vision of warming himself inside her threw his throbbing rod into convulsions. He should let her go, but couldn’t. He’d been without a real woman’s love far too long, and he’d come so close with Cassandra on several occasions…even if she didn’t realize it.
       Unable to contain himself any longer, Garrett slipped the cloak from her shoulders. He tilted her chin with a fingertip until his eyes met the raw desire lurking in hers. He kissed her with a need he’d not felt in more than a lifetime. He swept her up into his arms, never breaking their heated connection.

       Mmmmm, delicious. The thought flitted in Cassandra’s mind as she returned Garrett’s kiss. A kiss she’d only dreamt about. Quick and hot, her pulsing clit hardened with need and desire. For now, all thoughts of home escaped her mind…or was home right here in his arms? It certainly felt like it.
       She became aware that her feet left the floor when she’d felt herself being carried across the room to the settee. Her lips, hot and bruised, eager for more of what Garrett gave them cried out when the cool air touched them.
       He stood in front of her, the bulge in his pants looking her square in the eye. Without a moment’s thought she ran a fingertip lightly over the hump, feeling his cock bump against the material. Wanting to feel more, she flattened her hand lightly against the pant material. Barely covering the bulge with the palm of her hand, she pulled away quickly when it flicked at her touch. If his cock was as large as it felt, she just had to have it.
       Her pussy could wait, but her mouth couldn’t. She licked her lips, then reached out and unbuttoned his waist band with as much grace as she could muster in the dim light. His deep, husky moan only encouraged her to venture further in search of satisfaction. She slowly and deliberately pulled his shirt free from the restriction caused by the tight pants. His moans grew huskier and his breathing deeper.
       Cassandra smiled to herself. Licking her lips, she sucked in the bottom one in anticipation of the treat that could be hers. She wanted to taste him, all of him on her tongue and in her mouth. Her pussy grew moist with juices at the prospect of hugging him inside her…deep inside her.
       His cock strained further against his pants and she couldn’t resist leaning forward to place a kiss upon the throbbing bulge. His sharp intake of breath gave her a sense of power, exciting her further in her boldness. Feeling his hands lightly on her arms, she inhaled the smell of his sex deep into her core.
       He pulled her up to him with an ease she’d never experienced before. His movements fluid and as light as a feather, she felt weightless in his grasp.
       Held in position, she explored his chest beneath the white cotton shirt with light kisses, nibbling on his