Free Eternal Pleasures by Debi Wilder Page A

nipples lightly with her teeth. His heart beat against her lips in unison with her clit…hard and fast. He wanted her as much as she wanted him, she was sure of it.
       “Cassandra,” he moaned, his mouth covering hers.
       His tongue coaxed her mouth opened into sweet surrender. The taste as scrumptious as the nectar from a Georgia peach, she gave in willingly.
       Cassandra’s heart sank when he broke their sweet connection. An emptiness she’d not experienced before filled her like the cold touch of a winter breeze. It left her yearning for the warmth of his touch upon her once again.
       Unable to move, she stood transfixed by his sensual violet colored eyes. Good God, it’s happening again. But it can’t be…he’s real, not a dream.
       The further she ventured into his gaze, all thoughts of home and fantasies left her mind. All she wanted was to be in his arms; wrapped around his sex.
       The satin dress slipped from her shoulders and lay in a pool of melted silkiness at her feet. Goosebumps crept through her, sending a shiver of liquid silver into her veins. If he didn’t touch her, she’d certainly die from the fiery need to have him.
       As if he’d heard her silent vow, Garrett slipped a finger into her cunt and caressed her clit with his thumb.
       “Garrett,” his name but a whisper, she thought she’d collapse from the movement inside her. “Please…”
       “Yes, Cassandra,” he said, slipping another finger into her. “What is it?” he asked inserting a third finger deep into her pussy.
       Cassandra’s legs spread further to accommodate the breadth of his fingers. How she remained standing was a mystery soon forgotten. When she didn’t answer him, he pushed harder against her clit, twisting his fingers inside her at the same time.
       “Answer me, Cassandra. What is it you wish for?” His fingers kept the rhythm of a rocking chair, slow and steady. His voice a seduction as sweet as honey to bees.
       “You,” she replied, knowing she was on the verge of climaxing.
       “Will you do as I instruct?”
       The question floated in a hot whisper through her hair. Would I? she asked herself, knowing the answer. “Yes.”
       A fiery smile lit up his eyes. He removed his fingers, slowly, from the warmth of her cunt. A soft whimper came from somewhere in the room.

       “Put your arms above your head,” Garrett instructed, then stepped back. So much like your old self. You’ve got a hunger for sex that only I’ll be able to satisfy.
       His cock strained further as she stood naked with her arms in the air in front of him. Her breasts lifted upward, an invitation to claim them. One by one he unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it over his head. At the first sign of her lowering her arms, he reached out and twisted a nipple.
       Her gasp excited him further. “You must do as I say, Cassandra,” he said, reaching down to unbutton the top of his breeches. He could see the slight trickle of drool at the corner of her mouth as he slid them down his thighs, exposing his dick for her. It bounded for attention…her attention. It wouldn’t be long before they’d both have the pleasure they desired.
       “Sit and spread your legs wide,” he instructed. “Keep your arms where they are, my love; you’ll be rewarded nicely for obeying.”
       Cassandra slowly sat upon the settee, her legs spread as far apart as they would go.
       “Move to the edge of the cushion, Cassandra.” Garrett stepped between her legs as she scooted forward. “That’s it,” he gasped when his cock thumped against her lips. Grasping her wrists, he held them in place above her head.
       “Now, Cassandra, take my cock in your mouth,” he said, spreading her legs further as he stood in front of her.
       Garrett pumped his cock into her waiting mouth, relishing the expertise she used to suck him deep then withdrawing fully. Each time she withdrew the tip of her tongue