I buck against him, the feel of his rough fingers almost too good, pushing me toward release quickly.
“Stay still for me, baby,” he breathes into my ear.
His arm is bracing me, supporting nearly all my weight as my limbs weaken. I’m focused on this one point of contact, but the brush of his lips on my ear, his arm on my waist, and his dick pressing into my stomach is driving me wild.
Holy shit, I’m going to come.
With one finger circling my clit, he’s going to rock my entire world.
“Don’t stop,” I whimper.
“A herd of wild bulls couldn’t make me stop.”
My muscles tense. I open my mouth to bite his shoulder and attempt to muffle the cry that inevitably tears from my lips as an orgasm washes through me. My skin is on fire as wave after wave of pleasure courses over me, spreading through every inch of my being.
“Fuck, Princess, watching you come is my new fantasy.”
I peer up at him from half-lidded eyes, my mouth agape with the aftereffects of the best orgasm I’ve ever had. “I—no one’s ever made me do that.”
His eyes narrow as he pulls his hand back. “No one’s ever made you finish?”
I shake my head. “Not with just their hand, no.”
A satisfied grin splits across his handsome face. “Baby, I’m just getting started.”
28
CASH
Ipull her behind me to block her from anyone’s view as we slip into the house. Of course I forgot a towel, and now, she’s shivering.
If I stop and think about what we’re doing, I might find the willpower to resist.
I don’t want to find the willpower. I want to give in. I want to bask in the heady feeling of finding out what she feels like with her thighs tightening around my hips. I want to see her eyes rolling back in her head again.
My hands clamp around her fingers as I slam the front door shut and turn around to press her body up against it. She tilts her head back, bright blue eyes gazing up at me. Her breasts are crushed against my wet chest. I cup the side of her face, drinking in the desire and vulnerability on her face. She’s so guarded all the time, wearing a mask for the rest of the world and hiding her true self. But right now, I see all of her. Her guard is down—only for me.
“You’re so beautiful like this,” I whisper, dipping my head down to capture her lips with mine.
She opens for me, brushing her tongue against my mouth. Her fingers scrape over my upper arms, and I love the feel of her nails scraping against my skin. We’re in a lust-filled frenzy, clawing at each other in a desperate attempt to get closer.
I need to be inside her. I need it like I need air.
My hands search for her waistband, and I break the kiss. She gasps when I jerk her wet leggings down, helping me peel them off her ankles. I drop to my knees once again. Her fingers dig into my hair.
“Fuck, baby.” The sight of her flawless curves, the swell of her breasts and hips, accented by her trim waist, is enough to make me feel like I’m dreaming. I lean forward, licking the seam of her pussy.
“Oh fuck …” she moans, still panting.
I grab the back of her knee, forcing it up to grant myself access to what I really want. I drape her leg over my shoulder while using both my thumbs to spread her lips. I can hardly wait another second to know her taste, but I force myself to slow down, starting with a trail of kisses on her inner thigh.
She whimpers above me, nails scraping over me. “Cash, please, please …”
“I like it when you beg.” I pepper another round of slow, tantalizing kisses, inching closer to her clit with each one.
“I’ll say anything.Please.”
“Please what?”