Accounting for Lust (7 page)

When her mouth closed over his cock
,
he
lifted
into her and buried his face in the musky wet folds above him. She lifted
her pussy
from his face and slowly circled the head of his cock with her warm, wet tongue.
Her hand stroked the underside of his balls, squeezing ever so often. She licked
his
shaft while her breasts tickled his belly. Stroking, licking, sucking until he thought he would break. Then she took him fully into her mouth. Warmth flooded his body and all the electrical circuits overloaded.

Oh hell, she was going to make him come in her mouth like a bloody teenager. Jake ground his teeth together, but Cassie was relentless. Slowly she
raised her head
, flicking her tongue over the tip of his cock.
Lapping up
the clear droplets forming there. She sucked softly on the sensitized bit before taking him nearly all the way into her mouth. Bit by bit she increased the rhythm of
strokes
along his shaft until he felt like bursting.

She sat up a little straighter and
glanced at him
. “I want you to come over my tits.”

Her soft words nearly drove him over the edge there and then, but he gritted his teeth. When she started stroking him with increased
vigour, he ran a finger
along
the cleft of her ass and a tremor
shook
her. His control slipped and his wet warmth spilled over her upturned breasts. She ran her hands over her nipples, spreading the come all over her
breasts
.

Cassie gasped as Jake deftly swung her under him.
H
e captured her hands above her head and
his gaze skimmed
over
her outstretched body. She writhed under his scrutiny, feeling every glance like a hot caress. Her pussy throbbed for his possession and she lifted her hips towards him.

His head lowered and he captured her mouth in a mind-blowing kiss while his free hand
b
r
ushed
the side of her breast.
More, more her body screamed. Sparks of passion shot to her toes through her pussy as he nibbled on her nipples. Taking his time with each globe.

She gripped his shoulders when he released her hands
and trailed
kisses
on
her stomach. He nudged her legs apart and slipped his hands below her buttocks, lifting her into his mouth. His tongue teased her sensitive clitoris and warmth flooded her. She writhed and ground against his mouth.

Sensation upon sensation washed over her as he slipped a finger inside her warm pussy and her muscles
contracted
, begging him for more. He quickly obliged and slipped another inside, wiggling, stroking, teasing until he found the sensitive spot. She
bucked
against his hand while his tongue stroked, sucked and licked her clitoris. Higher and higher she flew until the world spun out of orbit. She soaked his hand and screamed his name while her body convulsed.

He allowed her only a brief reprieve before he
turned her on her stomach and pulled her up
on
all fours. The tip of his cock
rubbed
the slit of her pussy before he
entered
. Achingly slow
.
  He was huge. He held still for a couple of seconds before he pushed even deeper and s
he lost all sense of time and place
.

Jake increased the rhythm and rubbed her clit with one hand while his other pinched her nipple
. Her nervous system malfunctioned with electrical current overload
. She turned her head and pulled his mouth to hers. While their tongues entwined she felt him shudder with release. Holding on to his mouth
,
she tumble
d
over the edge. Collapsing on the bed, Jake drew her against him and flicked the sheet over them both.

“I didn’t
use
protection, I’m sorry.
But I’m safe.
”

She nuzzled his chest. “
Me too
and using contraceptives, don’t worry.”
Cassie drifted into sleep with a heavy leg imprisoning her on the mattress.

Minutes or hours later, the gentle probing of his penis
against her anus
rouse her from sleep. His hand massaged her breast, teasing the nipple with his palm. Small circular movements that robbed her of breath. If this was a dream, she didn’t want to wake up.

He
spread her thighs with his knee. Her pussy opened like a flower to his exploring cock. He
pressed
the head of his penis into the wet opening of her pussy and withdrew almost immediately. Then his cock pressed against her tightest opening. Pressure … release… pressure…release, until Cassie felt like screaming with want.

Still he withheld her release. His hand circled to her pussy and he rubbed her clit
.
Tremors shook her legs
.
Pressure…
re
lease…pressure…release…rubbing. Without warning, Jake moved his cock and buried his cock in her pussy. Hard and fast, slow and easy. All the while rubbing her clit and sending her into a frenzy.

She climaxed with him pumping into her. For the second time that night, warm, sticky cum flooded her pussy. Sliding in and out with each of his deep thrusts.
Spent, she drew the comforter over her
and drifted into a deep
restless
sleep.
Her last thought that this couldn’t happen again. Uncomplicated sex always turned complicated at some stage. She’
d
tell him in the morning.

The morning sun peeked through a slit in the curtains when Cassie woke and stretched before swinging her legs over the side of the bed. Except for the indentation on the pillow, nothing indicated their wild night of passion. That is, until her eyes fell on the purple vibrator neatly popped upright on her nightstand.
She quickly shoved the toy in the drawer and picked up her nightgown from the floor.

Her face heated.
How was she going to face Jake again today? What must he think of her?
The
sticky
tenderness
between
her thighs threatened to evoke memories of the previous night and Cassie
stepped into the shower.
The sting
of the cold water
stole her breath
, but after a while
,
she revelled in the refreshing spray.

At least with the tension between them eased and her lust satisfied, she
might
be able to converse with the man without imagining him naked and sweaty. Wrong choice of words, she admonished as the vision created a dull ache between her legs.
Concentrate on finding the thief and shelve your libido.
Yes, once she apprehended the culprit,
everything
could return to normal and Jake would be out of her apartment and life. Why the idea suddenly held little appeal, she didn’t want to ponder.

Dressed in denim slacks, a halter-neck t-shirt and barefoot, Cassie ventured into the lounge. Jake stood at the window
talking on his cellphone
.
The navy shorts hugged his
tight ass
and
a
white t-shirt accentuated his broad chest.
He waved at her and turned to gaze outside. She
tuned out his
conversation and switched
on
the kettle. Popping a couple of slices of bread into the toaster, she rummaged through the refrigerator to find something
to
prepare for
breakfast
.

Being at work most of the time meant
slim
pickings
from
the fridge. Shutting the door
without finding anything worth
while, Cassie bump
ed
into Jake. He cupped her face in his hand
, caught her lips in a sizzling kiss
before
marching her towards the kettle.

“Morning.” He
reached over her
and took two mugs from the shel
f
. “Coffee. And then we have to talk.”

Throat dry,
Cassie only managed a nod. Her hands shook as she scooped the instant coffee powder into the mugs. Jake carried the mugs to the lounge just as the toast popped up from the toaster. She barely spared it a glance
.
H
er appetite
had
disappeared with Jake’s words.

“I’m sorry I intruded last night. I had no right to.” He dragged his hand over his closely cropped hair.
“
I acted unprofessionally.
” Their eyes met and the heat in them turned her bones to jelly. She lowered her eyes to the
mug
in her hands.

“We should stick to the job at hand.” Her body protested against her words, but Cassie persevered.
“I needed last night, so I wouldn’t apologise for it, but having any kind of relationship besides the professional, will only complicate matters.”

Jake nodded. “Agreed.” The silence stretched. “Why were you there that night?”

She supposed he deserved an explanation. “My father had died after nearly a year of being terminally ill the previous week and I had to face up to the responsibility of running Adams Armoury Inc
orporated
. Me
.
A
boring accountant with no imagination
,
had to take over
negotiating
billion
Rand
deals
with foreign governments.
” She took a sip of coffee and stared out over the city.

“
I was scared out of my mind. That night was my last on the island. I wanted it to be memorable and as far removed from normal as possible.
I wanted to live dangerously.
You were the perfect solution to make me forget what awaited me
here
.
Uncomplicated. No strings attached. Anonymous.
” She stole a glance at him, but other than the muscle in his jaw working overtime,
he
remained motionless
.

“So why does someone want to kill you now?” Cassie winced at his direct words. She sti
ll had to be convinced that she was in any real danger.

“After I took over the company, I found that despite several lucrative deals over the past couple of years,
the company was in financial trouble
.
” Jake’s brow lifted in a silent question.

“I knew nothing about running a company, but one thing I knew was accounting. The records
made no
sense
and I asked Joshua, a forensic auditor, to help establish what went wrong. Lately we found that large sums of money disappeared through the corporate accounts. Someone
systematically
robb
ed
the company to the point where recovery would be difficult. I received some threats, but dismissed them as sour grapes from the employees side.”

“What kind of threats?”

She shrugged her shoulders. “Nothing dramatic. A few crude letters, and the day before yesterday a photo depicting me working late with the threat written over it.”

“Why did you think it was just sour grapes?”

“I still think most of it had nothing to do with our investigation. When I took over
,
the employees balked at having a woman at the helm. I had to be tough on them to prove I could do the job.”

Jake grinned. “You were a bitch.”

She blushed and tilted her head, considering his statement. “I suppose I was. Still am. I did what was necessary
to get the job done
.”
 

He nodded in agreement. “What amounts are we talking about here?”

“Up to now, we know of approximately
fifty
million
Rand
that is unaccounted for.”

Jake whistled through his teeth.
“
The guy had at least
fifty
million
reasons to want
you
dead.
I’ve known
people killed for far less. No wonder they want to stop you.”
He rose from the chair and stood at the window again, rising on the balls of his feet.

Cassie’s mouth dried. Could she really be in danger? What if she was wrong and the thief managed to kill her?
It would ruin her father’s company and tarnish his reputation forever.
Could she afford to take the chance?