Cassie's Choice
A Totally Bound Publication
Cassie’s Choice
ISBN #
978-1-78184-921-7
©Copyright Donna Gallagher 2013
Cover Art by Posh Gosh ©Copyright December 2013
Edited by Sarah Smeaton
Totally Bound Publishing
This is a work of fiction. All characters, places and events are from the author’s imagination and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, events or places is purely coincidental.
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Published in 2013 by Totally Bound Publishing,
Newland House, The Point, Weaver Road, Lincoln, LN6 3QN
Warning:
This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers. This story has a
heat rating
of
Totally Burning
and a
Sexometer
of
2.
This story contains 87 pages, additionally there is also a
free excerpt
at the end of the book containing 5 pages.
League of Love
CASSIE’S CHOICE
Donna Gallagher
Book seven in the League of Love Series
One night of regret and a simple lack of communication lead to two miserable years apart. What will happen when the two broken-hearted are forced to reunite?
One night has haunted Cassie for over two years. After agreeing to something she didn’t feel sure about, all for the sake of a man
—
or more correctly, her fear of losing him, she is still consumed with thoughts of her past.
Although a few years younger than her, Riley Walters was all man, in and out of the bedroom. So much so that Cassie believed he would tire of her sexual inexperience quickly. For him she was just a bit of fun—he never said anything to her to make her doubt that assumption. The reason she put herself in such an uncomfortable situation in the first place—to keep him happy. Of course it didn’t help. Riley disappeared from her life and never had anything to do with her again. Now he’s back, part of her social circle, leaving Cassie to find a way to deal with the attraction she still feels for him even after two years of trying to convince herself otherwise.
Riley was horrified at how much rage he felt that night. Memories of a trauma from childhood quickly surfaced—he was terrified that he was becoming a monster, just like the man from his memory. Cassandra Davies filled his mind, his every thought, his obsession. Now he’s been offered a position at the Jets Rugby League Club,
and an
opportunity to work alongside the people he called family,
which is
something he’d always dreamed of—but how w
ill
he survive being around Cassie if he can’t drag her into his arms and back to his bed and never let her leave?
Dedication
Helen and Amy, thank you for your friendship and unwavering support.
To the gang at Totally Bound, especially Sarah—you guys are awesome!
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Prologue
Two years ago…
Just the touch of her mouth to his and any worry or concern he’d been struggling with vanished from his thoughts, replaced by the hunger and need he always experienced when he tasted Cassie’s sweet lips. Riley was swept away by the feel of her. Lips so soft that fitted against his own so perfectly and always sent his senses soaring.
The sound of a soft moan floated between them—Riley not sure if it came from his throat or hers, but acknowledging the fact that he needed more. He gently pressed his tongue against the seam of her closed lips, encouraging them to part so he could explore the depths of pleasure they held behind them. That first taste of her mouth always left him breathless. Sweet, that ever present hint of peppermint on her breath, a familiar and erotic moment every time.
Cassie wrapped her arms around his neck, as if she needed to have him closer to her. Riley shared that same need, wanted there to be nothing between them. He pressed his body to hers, encircling her waist with his arms, drawing her to him, and feeling the warmth radiating from her. Breasts against his chest, the shape and weight he’d held so many times beckoning him once again. Riley knew that Cassie’s nipples would be drawn tight into rosy nubs. This was a dance they had shared many times. Each time as good, or better, than the time before. Discovering what touch made Cassie melt and fly apart in his arms was one of the most precious learning experiences Riley had ever known.
As Cassie pulled away from his kiss and arched her neck, Riley understood what she needed, desired, and he wasted no time in giving it to her. Kissing and nipping his way down her delicate neck and over her shoulders, he soothed each tiny bite with a circular lave of his tongue, listening to her soft whimpers and moans. The sounds of pleasure she made were music to his ears…and his dick. Rigid, Riley’s cock pressed against the confines of his denim jeans, as desperate as Riley himself for the moment it would sink into Cassie’s wet pussy and find relief.
Pushing Cassie’s dress past her hips, he watched as it drifted to the floor around her feet. Her blonde hair fell free over her shoulders, and Riley pushed it to the side as he continued to lick and taste her naked body.
She arched her back pushing her breast farther into his face as he sucked her nipple into his mouth. Riley rolled that tasty nub between his teeth as Cassie whimpered and begged for more. That sound that he loved to hear. Cassie held nothing back while Riley was devouring her. Having made love so often, hearing and feeling her body’s response to his touch, Riley knew exactly what Cassie wanted and pleasuring her was always his ultimate goal.
Dropping to his knees, he rubbed his cheek against the curls covering Cassie’s pussy, felt the moisture on them, knew she was ready for him—wanted him. But he needed to taste her first.
“Tell me what you want, sweetheart. Do you want to feel my tongue lapping at your sweet pussy? Feel my fingers part those silken lips and hold you wide open for my mouth to devour?”
Talking dirty to Cassie had always driven her wild. Riley loved the way her body trembled in response to his words.
“Please, Riley, you know I do. I want to feel your tongue on my clit.”
The little moan that followed her request spurred Riley into action. The aroma of her arousal made his mouth water. Lifting up one of her legs, he removed her boot, taking time to massage her toes and instep then repeated the motion with her other leg. He rested her naked foot on his thigh, the position gave him a better view of her neatly trimmed pussy.
“Beautiful, you’re so beautiful, Cassie, and always so wet for me. I can’t wait to taste that nectar your body makes for me.”
Using his thumbs, he spread her wide so he could appreciate even more the sensual view before him. Slowly and deliberately he licked hard along one lip then the other before thrusting his tongue in between the two. Into her beautiful, slick opening. Her clitoris was unhooded, just begging for his attention, and Riley did not hesitate in laving and sucking at it until Cassie’s body was quivering.
“Don’t stop, please, Riley, please…”
He chuckled at the sound of her pleas, which only made his lips vibrate against her, causing her to squirm in response. She was pushing so hard against him now that he knew she was moments away. He gave one last pull with his lips on that little throbbing clit. The walls of Cassie’s pussy clenched and her cream coated his tongue as she orgasmed.
His cock was rock hard, his balls tightly coiled as he waited for Cassie to come down from her orgasm. He desperately needed to lay her on the bed and finally get some respite, slam his cock into her over and over until he built her up again. Then experience that moment of falling over the edge together, as one.
Cassie was gripping his shoulders, her head thrown back, her face clearly showing the pleasure he had given her. He was still kneeling, watching how beautiful she was, when Riley felt the tap on his back.
Mike.
The words, “Fuck, that was hot—move over so I can get into the action,” ripped Riley right out of his fantasy. And if they weren’t enough to send his cock limp, the sight of Mike naked as the day he was born—his tackle in full view, so close to Riley’s own face, and fully aroused—did.
He’d forgotten all about Mike, the stupid idea he had ridiculously agreed to. It had been all Riley had thought about on the way over to Cassie’s house. The three of them squashed into the back seat of the taxi as he’d worried whether or not this was a good idea, or if he could go through with it. Not to mention the disturbing thoughts that had entered his mind that he obviously wasn’t enough for Cassie sexually. The fact that she wanted to be the centrepiece in some sort of ménage thingy certainly proved that.
One minute he had been enjoying a night at Jetstream with Cassie by his side, celebrating the Jets’ latest win, and the next everything had become so complicated.
The night’s conversation replayed through his mind at warp speed, sickening him.
“Hey, mate, how’s your night been?”
“Not complaining, Mike, and you? Solid game you played today,” Riley had said as he’d shaken hands with the Jets player. He’d known Mike for a few years, pleased that he’d finally secured a contract with the Jets. “So what’s up?”
“Nothing much, and thanks, I’m pretty wrapped in my game today and how it panned out. So how come you’re letting that little darling dance all by herself?” Mike had asked and Riley had noticed that Mike’s head was turned towards the dance floor area.
“Got to let them off the leash sometimes,” Riley had replied, not sure what had made him say something so degrading about Cassie.
Cassie had returned from the dance floor and struck up a conversation with Mike. Meanwhile Riley had stood by and watched on gloomily as they’d laughed and joked together over a number of subjects. He’d even had to smile graciously and act as if it were no big thing when Mike had asked Cassie for a dance, shouting, “You don’t mind, Riles?” over his shoulder as he’d led Cassie away.