There was something about him very familiar to her. Cassandra couldn’t put her finger on it but thought she knew him.
He continued to saunter past her, his eyes never leaving hers. “Here, yesterday.” He walked around her, and she turned with him as he continued toward the more explicit items on the shelves.
“Yes, yesterday.” Cassandra felt her heart racing in her chest. Her cheeks felt warm and flushed with desire. “Well, then did you see something you decided you wanted?”
“Yes,” he remarked, picking up a bottle of one of the many lotions then setting it down. He turned then stood by her side, looking down on her with raw sexual desire.
“You.”
“Me!” Cassandra stepped away quickly, too quickly for Garrett’s taste. “I’m not for sale here, mister.”
“Oh, I don’t plan on purchasing you, love.” Garrett could smell the sweet aroma of her juices. His cock responded to the promise of a hot, juicy cunt waiting to be picked…or should he say filled. “I plan on claiming you.”
“Ha, claiming me. You must be kidding?” Cassandra took one step backward, but Garrett was behind her before her second foot fell. He could feel her firm ass against his bulging cock. As much as he wanted to take her right then and there, he waited. Their coupling had to be her want and desire, not his alone.
“Not at all love.” He whispered in her ear, running a fingertip down her cheek. He felt her shiver under his touch, her skin warm and tingly.
Stepping around her, Garrett captured her eyes with his own holding them as he knelt in front of her. He sniffed the area of her skirt where he knew her pussy begged to be played with.
Garrett stood never breaking eye contact. “You’re hot and ready, love. All you have to do is ask and all this will be yours.” He circled her again, drawing her closer to him. Closer to immortality, if she chose it.
“What makes you think I want anything to do with you?” Cassandra backed away, bumping into a shelf housing an array of vibrators. “I don’t know who you are or where you come from.”
“That, love, is where you are mistaken.” Garrett plucked one of the magic dildos from the shelf behind her head. “You know me far better than you believe.”
Garrett ran the tip of the plastic shaped penis down her blouse, pausing at the pass between her breasts. He moved the vibrator tip over a nipple, his cock thumping as she sucked in her breath.
The little bell above the door tinkled. “Christ, CJ, what the hell?”
Garret dropped the sexual device onto the floor, between Cassandra’s feet.
“Paige, thank heaven you’re here.” Cassandra pushed past Garrett, rushing to Paige’s side. “That man came in here and started to seduce me.” She pointed to Garrett as he took a couple of steps backwards.
“Man? What man?” Paige huffed past Garrett. “There’s no one, and I repeat, NO ONE in this shop but us. Keep this up and I’ll have to call the men in their little white coats to come and take you away.”
Garrett laughed from his spot next to the rest of the sex paraphernalia. The one called Paige may have needed his services at one time. She was definitely jealous of CJ’s freeness with her sexuality.
“What the hell are you laughing at?” Cassandra asked. She looked him straight in the eyes, fear overshadowing the brave front she projected. How she made him want to sweep her up in his arms and bury himself deep inside her.
“Who are you talking to, CJ?” Paige turned from supplementing the cash register.
“The man standing right there.” Cassandra again pointed her finger at him accusingly, as if he were some disgusting being. Truth be told many would consider him something less than a being. He preferred something closer to being as whole as humanly possible; the disgusting