AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Is that what I was doing?” His voice was a deep, bass growl.
She licked her lips and nodded. Their hands moved as she did it again. And again.
“Was that all I did, Cassie? I find it hard to believe that’s the only place I touched you.” His tone was pitched so low it sent a slow pulse of heat through her. She bent her knees, letting them fall apart so she could bring both their hands farther down. Her fingers—theirfingers—circled her entrance, barely dipping inside. Her breaths were coming in ragged pants as she teased herself—teased both of them.
Zac muttered a curse at her wetness. When she let out a shivery little breath that turned into a moan, he growled and pushed her hand away, taking over and sinking two fingers into her.
Cassie gasped at the sudden fullness. She was already slick and ready for him, his fingers sliding in and out effortlessly.
“Was all this from your dream, or from now?” he ground out.
“Both,” she admitted. It was far too late to be embarrassed. Not when he was easing a third finger inside her.
Cassie dragged her hand out of her shorts and, desperate for even more sensation, slid it up under her top and cupped one of her breasts, rolling the hard nipple between her fingers as she arched into her touch.
“So fucking tight and wet.” Zac pushed himself closer to her. The long, hard ridge pressing into her hip told her he was anything but unaffected by what he was doing to her.
With one arm braced next to her shoulder, he dropped his head and closed his mouth over her other nipple where it strained against the confines of her bra and top. Even through the two thin layers of material, the heated suction of his mouth drew it into a diamond-hard point. Something light dragged over her ribs as his lips and tongue worked her nipple and he continued thrusting his fingers in and out of her. A small part of her brain registered it was the pick he wore around his neck. The larger part could only focus on the jagged shards of pleasure that zinged along her nerves when he rolled his thumb over her clit. Cassie knew it was only a matter of seconds before he flung her over the edge.
“Zac.” She moaned his name, just as she’d done in her dream. But this time, the incredible sensation didn’t fade away. It only grew stronger, pushed her higher. Zac bit down on her nipple and curled his fingers, finding a spot that caused every muscle in her body to tighten.
With a few more firm strokes of his thumb over her slick, swollen bud, Cassie’s body detonated. She covered her mouth with her hand to muffle her cries as her back bowed off the bed and her inner walls clenched around the fingers he was pumping into her.
Zac let out a harsh burst of breath against her breast as his thumb continued to work her clit, dragging more and more pleasure out of her until she couldn’t take anymore.
Her body sank onto the mattress, boneless, and Zac pulled his hand from her shorts. He reached up and yanked her top and bra down. Cassie gasped as his mouth descended on her now naked breast. He drew one nipple deep into the heat of his mouth, sucking on it hard and rhythmically while his fingers, still glistening with the evidence of her orgasm, worked the other, pinching and tugging it. The twin sensations shot straight to her already over-sensitized core. She cried out as a fresh round of spasms jolted her hips off the bed.
Zac swore and ground the steel rod of his cock hard against her hip. “Did you just fucking come again?”
“Y-yes,” she panted. “I’ve never… That’s the first time…”
Her admission did something to him. He jerked upright, his expression so pained it was almost angry. Cassie’s gaze dropped to the intimidatingly large bulge in his gray sweatpants, and she reached for him, wanting nothing more than to wrap her fingers around him. To give him the same ecstasy he’d given her. But before her hand could make contact, Zac grabbed it and held it away from him.
“Don’t,” he snapped.
Her eyes shot up to his. “You just made me c—”
“I told you. I don’t leave women unsatisfied. That’s all it was.”
A wave of hurt and embarrassment crashed over her. She yanked her hand away from his.
“You’re not responsible for adream, Zac,” she hissed at him. Feeling too exposed with her breasts spilling out of her top, she covered herself, the material clinging wetly where his mouth had been.
His gaze followed her movements, his eyes dropping closed for a beat before he looked back up at her. Any evidence of desire had been carefully wiped from his face.
“Go back to sleep, Cassie,” he said, then stood and strode to the bathroom. She hated that even with the conflicting emotions coursing through her, she still noticed how the moonlight gilding his body made him look like a walking piece of art.
She sat frozen on the bed as he slammed the door behind him.
Flopping down on the mattress, she huffed and turned on her side so that he’d only see her back when he came out. Her body was still buzzing from her two orgasms. She’d never had two in a row before. And she’d definitely never had one just from having her breasts played with. But now she was back to being embarrassed again because he hadn’t wanted her to touch him in return.
In the heavy silence of the room, Cassie heard a groan, long and deep, from the bathroom. Her breath shuddered out of her. He’d gone and jerked off in another room rather than have her touch him. Hurt and confusion rushed through her, along with a new surge of arousal at the image of his hand wrapped around his cock. But fury at him for putting her in this position closely followed.
They needed to talk. Thisthingthey were doing wasn’t going to work. How could they possibly carry on after tonight? But she couldn’t face him now. Not with her panties still wet with what he’d done to her. Not with her body still humming with the pleasure he’d given her. She’d tell him tomorrow morning.
So, she didn’t move when he exited the bathroom. She pretended to be asleep when he strode across the room and went out to the living room. She lay staring into the dark as she listened to the strains of his guitar coming from the other side of the door. He was still playing when her eyes drooped closed, and she finally drifted off into a thankfully dreamless sleep.
ChapterTwenty-Three
