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CHAPTER 42
Cash
“Ilove you,” I whispered against Cheyenne’s skin as I kissed her neck. “I love you.”
Now that I’d finally said those words, I couldn’t stop saying them. I knew that everything in our life wasn’t going to be perfect. I knew that we’d have our share of obstacles to face. But at least now I knew we’d be facing them together.
“I love you, too.” Her declaration came out in the form of a breathy pant. “I’ve always loved you. Only you.”
Hearing those words didn’t just have my heart swelling, it also caused blood to flow to my straining erection. She might be referring to my being the only person that she’d ever loved, but that was not how my body was interpreting her statement.
I moaned as I grew even harder thinking that I’d been the only man she’d ever been with, and hopefully, the only man she ever would be with. It was something I’d never considered would be such a turn on but it was.
Cheyenne’s nails dug into my shoulder blades as she arched her back and rolled her hips against me. The heat of her sex permeated through the soft cotton of her sweats. I could feel her arousal pressing against my rock-hard erection trapped behind my zipper.
“I want to feel you. Take off your clothes,” she demanded.
Even though the last thing I wanted to do was stop kissing her this was definitely a means justifying the ends sort of situation. I stood and began to strip as fast as humanly possible.
“You too,” I instructed gruffly. “Get naked.”
“Oh.” She blinked heavily as if she was snapping out of a trance of watching me disrobe. “Right.”
I’d had a lot of women appreciate my body before, but no one had ever looked at me the way that Cheyenne did. It was like she was entranced by me, like I was a Greek god or a gladiator. It used to make me so uncomfortable, but now I hoped that she never stopped looking at me like that. I was going to do everything in my power to be the man that was worthy of that sort of appreciation.
In seconds I was naked. She was still struggling with her sweats that were tied at the waist, so I reached out and helped her along with the task. Gripping the waistband, I yanked her pants down and off her legs.
She giggled as her ankles fell back down on the couch cushions. She was lying before me wearing only a scrap of lace fabric as underwear and nothing else. When her fingers hooked in the strings on her hips, I stopped her.
“No. Leave them on.”
She released her thumbs as I lowered down to my knees beside the couch. My fingers cradled her left ankle, which was closest to me, as I lifted it up and pressed a soft kiss to her inner calf.
Her eyes remained locked on mine as she reclined back onto the throw pillow behind her. I continued my path upwards, taking my time to cover her inner thigh with feather-soft kisses. Her body trembled beneath my attention.
When I made it to the apex between her legs, I grazed the dampened material covering her sex and continued on to her other thigh.
She moaned as I did. I wasn’t sure if it was from frustration or anticipation. Or both. But the sound caused my dick to throb painfully.
It was so much fun exploring and discovering every curve, every line, every swell, every shape of her. She was the definition of the John Mayer song. Her body was truly a wonderland. I wasn’t sure if it was because I knew I was the first person to make her feel the things she was feeling, or if it was because I loved her, but either way, our foreplay was almost better than sex itself. Almost.
By the time I made it back up to her core, her body was writhing beneath me. I pressed another kiss on her panties, but this time it wasn’t a light brush of my lips. I covered her mound with my mouth and licked her roughly, using the lace that separated her bare flesh as a tool in my seduction arsenal. I knew that her clit was sensitized because it was swollen and so I used the friction of the material and the motion of my tongue to stimulate it more.
When I felt her body begin to quiver, I pushed the material aside and licked her bare skin from the base of her seam all the way up to her pleasure button. Once, twice, three times before I spread her petal-soft folds apart and suctioned her swollen nub into my mouth.
Within seconds, she cried out as I watched her climax overtake her. Her fingers gripped at the back and edge of the couch as her body shook with release. I continued flicking her clit as she ground her sex into my mouth, taking her pleasure for herself.
When her climax subsided, her head fell to the side and I slid her panties down and off her body. Not waiting for her to completely recover I flipped her onto her stomach.
She gasped in surprise as I began to kiss the rounded mounds of her backside. Doggy style had always been a crowd-pleaser for me and knowing that she’d never experienced it was making me so hard I was scared I was going to blow my load before I was even inside of her, which seemed to be a running theme with Cheyenne.
The first time we’d had sex, I did my best to make it as sweet and gentle as I could. And since then, I’d still held back. I needed to know what she liked, and how she liked it.
But now we’d gotten to the point where I felt comfortable taking things up a notch. I wasn’t concerned that it would be too much for her. I knew that not only could she handle it, she’d thoroughly enjoy it.
My hands flexed around her cheeks as I pressed my lips against her bare skin. There was something so erotic about having a woman in this position. It felt so primal, so animalistic.
I continued spreading kisses along her lower back and I felt the head of my dick bump against her inner thigh. Even that contact felt so good. I knew that once I was buried inside of her, it was going to be heaven.
But when I felt the heat and dampness of her sex sliding along my shaft, I realized something and froze.
“What? What’s wrong?” she asked.
“I don’t have a condom.” I rested my forehead against her lower back. We’d used the last one I had when she’d shown up at my house last week and I hadn’t gotten any more.
“It’s okay. I’m on the pill. I have been for years.”
I’d thought that this day couldn’t get any better. But it just did.
