Cassie cleared her throat as David pulled his exquisite Mercedes into the garage of a huge, sprawling home that sat snug against the pine barrens with the ocean just in front of it.
Whoa! For some reason, she didn’t put together the fact that he was a successful doctor with the fact that meant he had money. Like, loads of it. Crap. She was out of her element with him and she knew it, but she couldn’t help being drawn to him.
He was ridiculously good-looking. Like model handsome. The muscles that teased her beneath his pristine pants and button-down shirt made her mouth water. He’d shown her every courtesy, made her feel cherished and special all through lunch.
She’d never had a man pay so much attention to her. Cassie felt his eyes on her again and turned to face him. She’d decided sometime over their long lunch that she’d let whatever happen happen. Life was too short.
Some of the teens she’d met earlier at the center had told them their stories. A few were working through the loss of older siblings, teen suicide prevention being one of the core programs at the center. Cassie’s heart had hurt for them the moment she found out, but the one girl, Joanna, explained that though she would always miss her brother, she valued life even more now. Because it is precious, fragile, and fleeting, the wise teen had said.
Cassie admired her and so many like her who continued with their lives each day. Life wasn’t meant to be easy, but it was meant to be lived. She wanted David.
Whether she got to keep him or not was another question. She watched as he exited the vehicle and walked around the car to open her door.
“This is my home,” he opened a door that lead to the interior of the sprawling beach house.
Maccon City was rich in private little drives where the financially well-to-do built their mansions right on the ocean. She’d never been one of those, her father and Stephie had a comfortable home closer to town, but she’d dreamt of it often enough.
“This is beautiful,” she said looking over at the softly falling snow on the sand just outside a large picture window. It had grown dark outside as they ate their meal. It was near to evening and the moon was out.
The lights inside the house were off, but the stars and the moonlight provided enough for her to see the white foam of the breaking waves. His home was like something out of a book. Cool and sleek with a lot of wide glass windows and a wrap-around porch made of stone. Like a fairytale, she thought.
Christmas music played through invisible speakers and dim lighting came on. She was so wrapped up in the view, she startled as David settled behind her. His body fit hers like a glove, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her flush against him. She sighed as he nuzzled her neck and breathed in her hair. Mmm.
“This shouldn’t feel so good, David.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m not like you,” she whispered and let her head drop to the side, granting him easier access to her sensitive neck.
“So, what. I don’t date doctors,” he kissed the sensitive spot below her ear and she shivered.
“No, I mean, I’m not like you,” she moaned as he continued his explorations.
He nipped her earlobe between his sharp teeth tasting and teasing the flesh there. He liked the way her heartbeat sped up. The scent of her arousal filled his nostrils. Mine.
“Do you mean money? I don’t come from it, you know, it means nothing to me,” he turned her to face him.
His eyes were dark brown, almost black, as he rolled his hips against hers and pressed his mouth down covering her lips. His kiss was firm, yet seductive. Cassie moaned again, and he slipped his tongue inside. He tasted like sweet mint and his own heady musk. She couldn’t get enough.
“Not just money, we’re so different, David,” she whispered.
“Cassie, sweet Cassie. I don’t care about money, or your job, or any fucking thing but this right here,” he breathed into her mouth as he kissed her with exquisite tenderness.
“We are so good and right together, beautiful, can’t you feel it?”
“Oh God,” she moaned as his large hands closed over her aching breasts. Moisture gathered in her panties and she squirmed looking for release.
Mindlessly, she pressed herself against him as their kiss grew desperate. She wanted this, she wanted him. It had been so long since a man had made her feel this way. Too long since she found someone so fucking desirable! Maybe never. Nothing compared to this, to him.
“Cassie,” he whispered her name as he walked her backwards to a large leather sofa.
She fell onto it, gasping for air, as he collapsed on top of her. He cradled her in his arms, his lips never leaving hers as he smoothed away their clothing. Cassie moaned and gasped as he licked and sucked her skin, kissing her all the way down to her lace-covered sex.
She spread her legs wantonly. Seconds away from begging him to put his skilled tongue and lips to work on her wet pussy. She flexed her hips, hinting the only way she could since speech was beyond her. Especially when he rolled her hardened nipples between his fingers.
“Fucking beautiful,” he growled and took her nipple in his mouth. Cassie groaned and mourned the loss when he sat back and looked at her.
Her eyes went wide as he pulled off his pants and underwear. His thick cock stood out against its nest of dark blonde curls. He was moist with a pearly drop of precum on his thick head.
Cassie flexed her hips again, aching for him. She didn’t care that she was lying there nude and open to his intent gaze. Normally she was a do-it-in-the-dark kinda gal, but with him she was proud to be on display.
Every roll, every dimple, every imperfection out there for him to see, and yet she didn’t mind, she couldn’t. Not when he touched, caressed, and kissed each one of them as if they were precious. As if she were something to be cherished.
Cassie knew she should protest. This was all so fast, but how could she when it felt so good? Besides, she wasn’t a child anymore. No reckless teen. She was a woman with needs and wants. And what she wanted more than anything was David Evangelos.
With a loud growl, he dropped to his knees and she felt moisture drip from her lower lips. She whimpered in need for him. David tugged on her black lace panties. The last physical barrier between them, and with a careful rip, they were gone.
Oh well. She could always buy more panties, or not. All that mattered now, was him getting closer to her there.
“Asteri mu, you’re so pink and wet for me, aren’t you?” His words were garbled as if he had something in his mouth.
Sure enough, she soon knew the reason as he parted her lower lips with his long fingers. He blew air over her heat, just a little tease and she whimpered again.
“Please,” she whispered, not the least bit ashamed. If he didn’t do something to her soon, she was going to die.
“Patience, sweet,” he grinned and watched her as he leaned his blonde head down, ever so slowly, and sucked on her needy clit.
Cassie nearly leapt off the couch as she felt first his lips, then his tongue, and lastly his fangs scrape gently over her bundle of nerves. Her sensitized flesh seemed to pulse beneath him and she could hardly keep in her moan. The minor touch of pain tempered the pleasure until she was almost blind with it.
David groaned. His long tongue quickened its pace, finding her hole and driving her insane. His eyes glowed gold as that clever muscle snaked out of his mouth. He licked her like she was the most delicious treat he’d ever had. Holy shit, he was feasting on her, and according to his expression, he liked it. A lot.
“Oh my god!” she moaned and grabbed onto his hair, holding him where she wanted him. Oh fuck, yeah.
A deep growling sound came from his chest, like her own personal, living vibrator! He sucked on her clit again, chest vibrating with his growl. She flexed her hips to meet his movements as he thrust one thick finger into her tight channel.
Cassie had never been a slave to her passions, hell, she’d never had the chance. But right then, passion rode her hard. She could hardly think at all as David fucked her with his mouth and hands until, finally, she came apart screaming his name.