“Excuse me?”
I jerk my chin down. “Suck my cock well and I’ll consider fucking you.”
Her jaw drops. “I don’t know if I want to tell you to fuck right off with that nonsense or come on the spot.”
“You want to do both, but you won’t tell me to fuck off, because you want me to make you come again.” There’s reward in the submission freely given. I could nudge her easily into doing what I want—what we both want—but this is significantly more satisfying. “Remember how well I rewarded you in the sitting room.”
She licks her lips, her eyes going hazy. “You barely asked anything of me there.”
“I wanted your words. Now I want your mouth.” I pull her hair a little. A reminder of what came before. A promise of what comes next. “Andyouwant to please me, Cassandra.”
She reaches up and hooks her fingers in the waistband of my pants. “Don’t let it go to your head.”
“Always with the smart comments.” I allow her to tug me closer and ease my pants down my hips enough to free my cock. “Clever, spiteful Cassandra. Let’s put that mouth to good use.”
She wraps a fist around the base of my cock and licks her lips. I can hardly believe this is real. I’ve fantasized about this woman more times than I care to admit, but having her bend down and drag her tongue along the underside of my cock when I can still taste her on my lips?
I have to tilt my head back and stare at the ceiling while I fight for control. Cassandra, the little troublemaker, chuckles and then closes her mouth around my cock. She sucks me deep, not giving me a moment to adjust. Fuck, I’m not going to last long.
Even knowing it will fray my control further, I look down. She’s staring up at me, and the sight of her sucking my cock… I don’t mean to tighten my grip on her hair, but she moans in response and sucks me harder, faster.
“Gods,” I breathe. “You really want to earn that fucking.”
She eases off me and brushes my cock against her lips. “Fuck me, Apollo.” She flicks her tongue against me. “But not yet. I’m enjoying this.”
“I know.” I hardly sound like myself.
Cassandra looks up at me, something wicked in her eyes. “Would you like to know what else I want?”
“You’re going to tell me.” The order lashes out of me.
“Come in my mouth.” She doesn’t give me a chance to respond. She simply sucks me down as if her very salvation lies on the other end of my orgasm.
I hold out as long as I can, making her work for it. Cassandra seems to be good at everything she does, and this is no exception. But I don’t want it to end too soon.
It’s going to end too soon no matter what happens tonight.
I ignore that thought. I don’t have forever, but I have right now. It will have to be enough. She sucks me deep, until her lips meet my base. Even if I was determined to hold out longer, this is too much pleasure to deny. It washes away the last of my control and I cup her face and begin thrusting into her mouth. Cassandra relaxes instantly, submitting as I fuck her mouth. I’m not rough, but I don’t give her time to decide she wants to retake control.
“Take it,” I grind out. “You’ve more than earned it.”
She hums a little in response, her expression entirely blissed out. The trust she puts in me, her willingness to submit, tips me over the edge. I curse and come, pumping into her as she swallows me down. On and on it goes.
When I finally ease out of her mouth, she licks her lips and smiles up at me. Without thinking, I go to my knees in front of her and kiss her. She meets me halfway. Of course she does. Cassandra is my equal in every way that matters. A perfect partner…at least for now.
“Apollo.” She leans back and bites her bottom lip. “Fuck me tonight. Please. I need your cock so much.Pleasedon’t make me wait any longer.”
It’s a struggle to rise to my feet—to leave her—and move to my suitcase and pull out a string of condoms. I toss them onto the bed. Cassandra is still kneeling, still looking a bit dazed. I circle back to her and lean down to cup her elbows so I can lift her to her feet. I intend to kiss her lightly. But those intentions vanish the moment she wraps her arms around my neck.
Suddenly, I can’t get close enough. Can’t touch her enough. Can’t taste her enough. I grab her hips and jerk her against me, closing the last miniscule distance between us. Her breasts and stomach press to my chest, shorting out what little thought I had to go slow.
My recovery time is usually longer, but none of the usual rules apply when it’s this woman in my arms. My cock goes hard as I back her toward the bed. She tastes of me and need and I’m drunk off the feeling of her tongue against mine, of the knowledge that I can kiss Cassandra as much as I want to.
At least for the next few days.
I break the kiss enough to say, “Lie down.”
“Apollo, if you don’t fuck me right now, I might actually die.” She hooks the back of my neck and gives me another searing kiss. “I’m wet and I’m aching and I need your cock. Now.”