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I won’t let what Olivia or anyone else says get in my head. I want Cash. I want him so bad it hurts, even with my doubts and fears about the future. Even with the complications.
Could this really work between us? Could we move on from what happened when this town is full of hurtful memories?
“You don’t have to make any decisions now,” Cash says, his hands moving to my waist. He pulls me close, murmuring the words into my ear. “But June, I can’t keep my hands off you. I swore I wouldn’t let another woman into my life, but you wear me down.”
I shiver and run a hand through his hair, tugging gently.
He grunts and nips my throat then kisses me, his fingers biting into my waist and pulling me toward him.
I kiss Cash with the heat that’s been building inside me.
Cash lifts me off the floor effortlessly. I wrap my legs around him, and he walks us backward to the bed. We tumble onto it together, breathing hard.
I’m lost in him, at ease with him but so wet I’m struggling not to lose control.
“Breathe,” he says, muttering it in my ear. “You have to breathe.”
I’m trying but it’s difficult when my senses are overwhelmed by him. Cash slows down the pace, stripping me and leaving trails of wet kisses along my skin. He reaches the white cotton panties I chose this morning and tears them off me.
“Fuck,” he says. “You are so perfect, June. I want you to sit on my face.”
I whimper, pressing my fist to my mouth. “You—”
“Do you want that?”
I nod.
“I want to wear you like a fucking crown. Come here.” He strips his shirt off one-handed then lays down on the bed.
Cash positions me over his lips, grabbing handfuls of my ass cheeks, and parts me. He guides me downward, and I grab the back of the headboard to keep myself steady. His blue eyes blaze up at me, full of desire and promise.
“Rock back and forth,” he says. “Do what feels good.” And then he closes his lips over my pussy, and I’m lost.
I circle my hips at first, eyes closed, the moist sounds of him eating me filling the room. I bite down on my bottom lip just as he slaps my ass. My pace is erratic as I slide over him, his tongue hot and hungry for me.
Cash takes control, holding my weight, moving me back and forth, sucking my clit into his mouth then reaching around and inserting two fingers into my pussy. I’m laid bare for him, everything on display, and again, he’s got me in the palms of his hands, taking me where I need to go.
He grunts against my pussy, sucking the delicate flesh, thrusting his fingers inside me, and the pleasure is exquisite.
“Cash,” I moan. “Oh God, Cash.” I clap my hand over my mouth to shut myself up, and ride him, my thighs quivering. I can’t hold on any longer, and I grasp the headboard with both hands arching onto him and rocking through my orgasm.
Afterward, Cash helps me down and gives me a dirty grin. “Let’s see how many more times we can make you come like that.” And then he flips me onto my back and pins both of my legs up.
“Hold on,” he says, his hands fixed on the insides of my thighs. He sucks my tender clit into his mouth and sets to work again.
I block my screams again, trying to be as silent as possible, especially now that he’s got all the control. I’m breaking apart for him again before I even know what’s happened, my body utterly sated by his adoration.
But Cash keeps me there, feasting on me like he can’t get enough, lavishing me with attention I’ve never had before. “Again,” he says. “I’m going to show you what you deserve, June.”
I quiver underneath him, breathless, dripping with sweat, and watching as he dips his tongue inside me. He pumps it in and out a few times before returning that focused attention to my clit, and my third orgasm sends me into spasms. My eyes roll back in my head.
“Yes,” Cash says. “Yes, that’s so fucking hot. You’re delicious when you come.” He slaps my pussy gently, blows on my clit then pulls my legs down.
He rises on his knees in front of me and unzips his jeans, pulling out his thick cock. His rock-hard cock, throbbing, already dripping pre-cum, but he waits a second, allowing the tension to build between us.
Cash gets up and drags me to the edge of the bed. He folds my thighs back again, then holds his dick and runs it through my lips. “So wet for me,” he says. “So wet and swollen.”
“Please,” I say, rising onto my elbows and staring down at us. “Please, Cash. I want it.”
