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“Thank you for inviting me.” I lean over and give him a kiss on the cheek.
We landed in Whitefish at a private landing strip, and to say it’s cold is an understatement. The air bit my skin as soon as we stepped off the plane. Cash wrapped me up in his puffy jacket as we ran to the car waiting for us. Cash rushes ahead to open the car door. I slide in while Cash follows, then closes the door.
“Sir, ma’am,” the driver says.
“Hey,” I say, chattering as I blow into my hands. Cash nods while snaking his arm across the back of the seat. His fingers gently playing with the strands of my hair.
“Cold, isn’t it,” he says.
I bunch up my shoulders, shivering. “Freezing.” Cash leans forward, turning the heat on, and I relax as my body flushes with heat.
“How far are we from the cabin?” I say, looking out at the snow-covered mountains that surround us.
“Only about fifteen minutes, I think.”
The trees open up, and the white coated mountains blend in the background of the smattering trees that meet my gaze. The deep-green trees go on and on as the trail gets smaller. “It’s beautiful,” I whisper, mesmerized by the scenery.
“Beautiful doesn’t even cover it.” His breath against my neck sends a shiver through my body. I slowly turn to him, and his blue eyes trace my face. The heat in the car is suddenly too much. Cash smirks at me, as I sit next to him in a puddle of hormones and liquid lust.
Within no time, we are at the cabin, and I struggle to pick my jaw up off the floor. We’re high up in the mountains, snow and emerald trees surround us, but it’s the floor-to-ceiling windows at the front of the cabin which create this gorgeous modern look. You can tell the owner had work done on this to give it the modern touch. I didn’t even realize Cash had gotten out of the car until he opened my car door. The pictures don’t do it justice. Cash makes quick blowing noises.
“It’s fucking freezing, let’s get inside.” He grabs my hand and drags me toward the door. When we enter, the vision takes my breath away. The wooden beams line the extra-high ceilings, and old brick work goes along one side of the walls. Huge ball lights hang from the ceiling. A large built-in fireplace runs along one wall, and an eight-foot Christmas tree decorated to perfection sits in one corner of the room near the floor-to-ceiling windows.
“Cash,” I breathe out, not taking my eyes off everything in front of me. Cash takes everything in alongside me.
“It’s beautiful,” he whispers, sounding as much in awe as me. We slowly walk into the large open-plan living room, and I drop down on the sofa which faces the mountain edge overlooking the large expansion of the lake below.
This trip couldn’t have come at a better time; it’s been extremely hard since hearing about Casey’s murder. We all know it was James, and the police know it too, even if there is no evidence. He is the main suspect, and they are on a wild goose chase trying to find him. It’s like he has disappeared again. I felt like I was falling back into a hole when I saw Casey’s face on the TV. Cash was the only person who could bring me back, and as always, he stopped the pain and helped me.
Cash presses a few buttons, and the fire in the wall blazes, creating an orange tint in the room.
“I think I could do with a shower, flying always makes me feel a bit icky.” Cash nods and continues messing around with the buttons.
I head into the bathroom, and the pictures of the shower didn’t do it justice. The stone wall and floor that makes up the huge walk-in shower is modern, but it still has the original wooden rustic beams, which gives it the old feel. I crave to be under that shower, so I make quick work of stripping. I turn the water on before stepping in, and the water heats up straight away. The steam swarms the bathroom instantly. A smile graces my lips as I step under the largest showerhead I’ve ever seen.
I stand there for a minute, head tilted back, letting the water run down my body. I let my head lull forward and my eyes open to Cash standing at the entrance to the shower. My mouth opens as his face appears through the steam, and my gaze runs over his very naked body. His dick bobs and smacks against my stomach as he walks toward me, coming chest to chest and pushing me back slightly so the water runs down his body. Cash is sexy every day of the week, but this man with water running down his body, it’s a sight I never want to forget. The desire burns a hot spot in the pit of my belly, then his eyes open and his grin doubles the heat. He grabs my hand and brings it to his mouth, pressing a soft kiss to my knuckles. His lips feel like they burn my knuckles.
“Drop to your knees for me, angel.” Every single hair on my body stands to attention, and every skin cell tingles. His gaze devours me as I melt to my knees, my gaze staying locked with his. He towers over me, devilishly smiling down at me. “I want to see those pretty lips wrapped around my dick, and your mouth full of me.” The water hits his back, running down his body, and droplets drip from his hair onto his face. He palms his dick, moving his hand up and down. “Mouth open, princess.”
My mouth drops open on his command, and he pushes his dick past my lips, the salty precum hits my tastebuds. He pushes in farther. “Can you take it all?” I push my head forward and take him to the back of my throat. “Fuckk,” Cash groans. He threads his fingers through my hair, pumping his hips back and forth as feral moans leave his mouth. God, hearing him moan sends an ache to my core. I squirm on my knees, trying to rub the heel of my foot on my clit to get any bit of friction to ease the constant throb.
“How much do you want to touch yourself right now, Rylee?” Cash’s gravelly voice flows through my body as he pumps in and out of my mouth. I nod, then he shifts, so the water mists my face.
“How about you come when I come down your throat.” The devilish grin is back, and something glints in his hand. I continue to add suction while trying to catch on to what’s in his hand.
“I brought you something.” His voice has me moaning around his dick.
“Ahhh, fuck.” He slams his dick in my mouth, making me gag, and holds my head in place with one hand. I breathe through my nose, but it’s hard with the water when he holds his dick there.
Then he brings the chrome object in front of me. “Get yourself off, angel,” he says through gritted teeth as I bring my hand up. He places the weighted pebble-shaped object in my hand and continues to fuck my mouth. “It’s waterproof. Now use it.”
I don’t waste time, I turn it on, and bring it between my legs, and as soon as the vibration hits my clit, I rise up on my knees. Cash pushes on my head, so I’m in the splits on my knees. “Hold it there and don’t move it.” I moan around his dick and rock back and forth on the pebble. Cash grunts, using my mouth like his own fuck toy. He tilts my head back so the water is splashing in my face. “I want to see that pretty face when you come.” He watches me as he punishingly fucks my mouth. The tension builds in my stomach, and I gasp around his dick. My eyes flutter closed as I feel myself peaking. “Eyes, Rylee,” Cash growls.
I startle, opening my eyes.
“Good girl.” Those two words have me falling over the edge. “Such a pretty girl,” he whispers. The sensation pushes me into overdrive. I try to inhale sharply through my nose as Cash chokes me. I splutter, not being able to concentrate on my breathing as the orgasm flows through me.
“Fuckk, close your eyes, Rylee.” I close my eyes, and he pulls himself from my mouth, and I hear a low, pleasant hum that warms my whole body, and then his cum lands on my face. “Fuck, Rylee,” Cash pants, sounding like he just ran a marathon.
