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CHAPTER 43
Cheyenne
My cheek pressed against the soft fabric of the velvet throw pillow and I arched my back.
Being on my stomach, not being able to see what Cash was doing added a whole new level of eroticism to the experience that I was really enjoying. Plus, this was the first time we were having sex that I didn’t have to worry about it being the last time we’d be together. And it was the first time that we weren’t going to be using protection. I was actually happy that he didn’t have a condom. I wanted to feel him without anything, even latex, between us. No barriers.
I told myself that there was no overthinking allowed. I was just going to surrender and enjoy every second.
Cash’s hands kneaded the flesh on my backside as he continued kissing up my back. When he got to my neck, I could feel his erection pressing along the seam of my butt cheeks.
“I missed you,” he rasped. “I missed this.”
I tried to respond but my throat was clogged. I wasn’t sure if I was unable to speak because of all of the many sensations rioting through me or if my inability to form words was due to the emotional high I was on, but either way the most I was able to get out was a needy sigh.
“I love you,” he repeated again.
Instead of verbalizing my response, I nodded my head in agreement. I’d missed him so much and I was so happy that I finally knew I wasn’t alone in my feelings.
All week I’d been sure that he’d been so wrapped up in all the changes in his life that he hadn’t given me a second thought. But the truth was, he had. He’d missed me. He loved me. He wanted to marry me and have a family with me.
I still couldn’t believe that all this was real.
My life had always reminded me of a fairytale, but not in the happily-ever-after way. I’d felt like Rapunzel trapped up in an ivory tower. Snow White banished to the forest but without the seven dwarfs to keep me company. I’d felt like Cinderella, minus the rags and chores.
Now my life felt like the end of the fairy tales, the happily-ever-after part of the fairy tales.
Using one hand, Cash moved my hair off my neck and began kissing me just at the base of my neck. I could feel him growing harder against me as he rolled his hips. I felt so small beneath him, yet powerful at the same time. I knew that it was me, my body, that was making him get that turned on.
He continued kissing me along my shoulders and across and down my back until he once again reached my rounded backside. That’s when everything shifted.
The pace had been slow, seductive, and gentle. But when he kissed the very base of my lower back, he grabbed my hips and pulled them up so that I was on all fours with an overpowering roughness that made my insides flutter. Before I even knew what was happening, I felt the pressure of his engorged tip at my opening.
I lowered down so that I was resting on my forearms, and he must have liked the angle that it gave him because a deep, male groan of appreciation ripped from his chest.
“Fuck you are so sexy.”
I’d never thought of myself as sexy before being with Cash. It wasn’t like I had low self-esteem. I thought I was attractive enough. But not sexy. Sexy was a side of myself I hadn’t tapped into until being with Cash and I was really beginning to like it.
His breaths were coming in heavy pants as he rubbed his swollen head along my slit, up and down, and I could feel myself getting wetter with each pass.
“You are so wet. So ready for me,” he gritted out.
It surprised me that I was such a fan of dirty talk. But every time Cash said something naughty to me, my arousal waved a foam finger and cheered in the stands. And the dirtier it was, the harder I cheered.
I would love to return the favor but unfortunately, arousal seemed to clog up my vocal cords rendering me utterly speechless. Maybe the more I got used to the sensations and emotions that came with making love to Cash then I’d be able to speak, but today was not going to be that day.
“After this, I promise I’m going to take my time and make love to you all night long.” He continued grazing his tip along my feminine folds. “But this time, this first time, I’m going to fuck you. Hard and fast.”
My only response was to arch my back needily and fist my fingers around the corners of my throw pillow.
“Good girl.” He gripped my hips tighter, his fingers digging into my skin almost to the point of pain. I knew that there would be bruises there tomorrow and knowing that evidence would be on my body just turned me on more. “Hold on.”
That was the last thing I heard before my world exploded into flashes of stars and tingling sensations cascading through me. He thrust into me in one hard push and tears sprang to my eyes from the sting of the intrusion.
But it wasn’t a bad pain. It was a good pain. A pain that felt like pleasure. Without giving me a moment to catch my breath, he pulled out and then slammed into me again. The motion caused a shock of bliss to erupt low in my belly which I now knew was the beginning of an orgasm.
Two pumps, that was all it took for Cash to catapult me into another stratosphere. Every time he entered me again, he hit places in me that he’d never hit before. And I didn’t know if it was the angle or if he was just thicker, but my inner walls were stretched as far as they could stretch. I’d never felt so full of him. I bit my lower lip as he continued to thrust into me, the pressure and friction building feverishly with each pump.
I barely noticed that one of his hands snaked around my waist. It wasn’t until his finger began to caress my clit that I realized he had. As soon as he did, my entire world exploded into a thousand different colors as pleasure burst through me from head to toe.
Cash surged into me one final time before his body seized up in tension. I could feel my inner walls milking him as he moaned with completion. My own release was tapering off but the knowledge that he was coming inside of me caused my body to be bombarded with aftershocks. One right after the other, drawing out the tingling pleasure of my orgasm.
When the last one passed I felt like I was floating in a cloud of satisfied exhaustion. I collapsed onto the couch and tried to catch my breath. I felt Cash get up and then I heard the water running. I knew that he was getting a washcloth warm so that he could clean me up. I had no clue if that was a normal thing that all guys did or if women even liked it, but I loved it. It made me feel so cared for and loved.
And now I knew it wasn’t just a feeling. Cash loved me and I loved him. I was sure that it wasn’t always going to be like this, but right now it was perfect, and I was more than ready for a little perfect.
