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“I’ve wanted you for years. I’ve spent the past five years regretting every action I took the day you walked away from me, and I will not make that same mistake again.”
My vision blurs as the words pass through me. He’s been into me since we were sixteen? That trip to the beach was the first time I had seen him without a shirt and from that day on, every fantasy I had, had taken a very sexy and dark turn.
I know he won’t make a move right now; he respects me too much and I love him for it, but I know that if I don’t make a move, I might combust. My eyes lift as I raise myself up on my toes, pressing my forehead against his as my arms wrap around his neck.
“What if I don’t want you to control yourself anymore? I haven’t been in a relationship in a very long time,” I admit, not counting the last few years with Steven because he rarely looked at me, let alone touched me. “It just took me a long time to gather up the courage to leave. But…” My voice trails off, knowing that what I’m about to say will change everything. “I’ve been in love with you since we were sixteen and even though I tried to replace you, those feelings never fully went away.”
His hands gently caress my cheeks, traveling into the loose tendrils of my hair and a moan escapes my throat, causing a guttural sound to leave his chest.
“You love me?” he asks as if the concept is beyond comprehension.
All I can do is nod before his mouth takes mine in a punishing kiss that ruins every past kiss I’ve ever had. I will never be the same after this moment and I am perfectly okay with that.
Cash
The memory of the kiss we shared days ago is nothing compared to the way her lips taste on mine as I push her harder against the front door, taking everything I’ve dreamed about since she walked back into my life. Blood roars in my ears as my pulse thunders at the feel of her, at the sound of her moans filling the room. The reality of the situation looms heavy in the back of my mind but from the way her fingers grasp at the loose fabric of my shirt and the way she pulls me closer every second is causing every thought I had to fly right out the damn window.
I want her. I want her taste on my tongue. I want her legs wrapped around my shoulders as I eat out her dripping-wet pussy and I definitely want to know what she feels like wrapped around me and squeezing the life out of my cock. I knew the second our lips touched that everything would change, and it did. My need for her has grown exponentially and without restriction. It’s feral, wild, and sudden for both of us, but from the way her hips grind against mine, I have a feeling she doesn’t give a shit whether this is too fast.
My hands slide into her hair, pulling just hard enough to cause her breath to catch, her mouth leaving mine as her head tilts back and hits the wood behind her. My cock throbs at the thought of the wetness between her thighs and from the blazing heat in her gaze, she can feel just how much I love the taste of her mouth on mine.
“Couch,” I mutter right before pulling her away from the wall, my lips never leaving her skin as my fingers grasp her ass through those tight as fuck jeans and lift, her legs instantly surrounding my hips. “Fuck, baby,” I moan into her, loving and hating the way her hips undulate against my cock, causing my eyes to roll back into my head.
“Cash,” she groans, her fingers grasping my hair as my mouth drops once again to her neck, my hands gripping her tightly as she moans.
My teeth bite her just enough to remind her who she’s with as I sink down into the couch with her straddling my legs. Her hips move of their own volition and it’s not long before my cock starts to swell and I know if I don’t stop this, I’m going to come in my pants like a fucking teenager.
“Strip for me,” I demand, her eyes blazing.
I expect a fight or at least a sarcastic comment but to my utter surprise, Hannah stands, her hips still swaying as they cause every one of my brain cells to short-circuit.
“Goddamn, you look incredible right now,” I admit, my eyes following her every move as her fingers play with the hem of her shirt, teasing me endlessly with the creamy skin I know lies beneath. Before I can beg, she hauls the shirt over her head, leaving her in just jeans and a white lace bra. “Shit,” I mutter as the palm of my hand presses between my legs, trying to relieve some of the pressure, but the more she moves, the more my cock screams for release.
“Do you like what you see?” she whispers, her fingers playing with the lace surrounding her bra.
This is not the Hannah I expected to be behind all those walls. This is not the best friend I knew back in high school. This is every dirty fantasy I have ever had come to life. This is every wet dream of my entire life culminating in one of the best visuals I have ever seen.
“You have no fucking idea how sexy you look right now.” My voice is hoarse.
Every ounce of blood in my body rushes toward my cock because right now, all I can see is her. She smirks, her fingers playing with the top of her jeans and before I can demand she take them off, the button is undone and she turns around, bending at the waist just as the jeans crest over her gorgeous ass.
“Fucking hell.”
She’s wearing a thong. She’s fucking wearing a barely there piece of white lace that matches her bra and I don’t think my brain can handle much more of this.
“Is this what you wanted?” she asks, turning around and I can’t take anymore and pull her between my legs.
She moans as her hands cup my jawline, her fingers lightly tracing a line to my mouth. I growl as my hands slide up over her hips, my lips lightly kissing every inch of her exposed skin.
“Cash, please…” she begs as I chuckle against her. “I need you too… fuck…” She trails off as my fingers dip beneath her panties, finding her wet and wanting.
Seeing Hannah like this, her head back, body rocking as she takes what she wants from my body is incredible.
“What do you need, baby?” I question, my eyes never leaving her pussy as her arousal begins to coat my fingers, causing a low groan to start deep in my chest. My gaze flicks up only to see her eyes closed in ecstasy, gasping as I kiss her stomach lightly. “Tell you what, I will do everything you want if you do one more thing for me,” I begin, loving the way her eyes meet mine and I see the desire crashing over her.
“What’s that,” she says breathlessly, her fingers sliding into my hair and grasping, hard. I smirk, pushing her away from me as I sink to the floor, my head resting against the couch cushion as I tilt it back, peering up at her.
“You need to get that pussy down here and sit right down on my mouth.”
