I pulled off his briefs without thinking about it. A loud and embarrassing moan escaped my lips when his cock was free. I looked at it, licking my lips.
A deep groan escaped his mouth when he watched me. His eyes turned dangerously serious. A different side emerged. A man that completely claimed me. Now I was his for the taking.
Cash unzipped my dress then pulled it off me. When he looked down at me, he slowed down. My lips were abandoned for my body. Kisses trailed down my neck, sucking and licking gently, and then moved to my shoulders. His tongue moved across then lowered, cherishing the skin of my chest.
He took several minutes to devour my body. My stomach was dominated, as well as my inner thighs. I lay back and enjoyed it. He clearly did. He unclasped my bra while removing my thong at the same time, because his arms were so long and his hands were so big. And because he was experienced. I could tell.
Once I was naked, I was desperate for him. I didn’t want to wait anymore. But he kneeled at the bed, pulling my hips to him. Then I realized what he was going to do. I never expected him to go down on me, but I knew that was in store. And I wanted it. Bad. Isaac never did that. After I asked once, I never asked again.
Cash kissed my inner thighs then slowly reached the apex of my center. Once his lips pressed against me, I was gone. Writhing on the bed and fisting his hair, I moaned through the pleasure he gave me. And damn, he was good at it. His tongue made long strokes over my clitoris then circled it.
“Cash….”
His tongue moved inside me then his thumb accompanied it, rubbing the nub intently.
He took me to a new level, one I never experienced before. It burned then exploded between my legs. Unsure what to do with myself, I gripped his hair and held on, loving the feel of his tongue moving across my folds. “Yes…fuck yes.” I hadn’t had an orgasm in months, and now I realized what I was missing.
His mouth left my entrance then came back to me. Winded and out of breath, I lay back and processed what just happened. Cash just gave me the best and most intense orgasm I ever had, and he hadn’t even used his cock. I love America. I hoped all the Yanks were like this.
Cash rubbed his nose against mine. “I hope we aren’t finished.”
“God, no,” I blurted. I pulled him close to me and kissed him passionately, thanking him for rocking my world and thawing my body from the ice that took it. This man was a godsend, perfect in every way. I was so glad I agreed to this arrangement. He was the best sex I ever had—hands down.
Cash moved me further up the bed then rested my head on the pillow. My legs widened, giving him plenty of room. He hovered over me, his chest pressed against mine. I could feel his impatience and excitement. He wanted me. His cock was twitching against my thigh, eager to be inside me.
“Fuck me.”
Cash’s eyes widened and he moaned. He grabbed a condom from his nightstand then ripped it open in a hurry. I grabbed it.
“Allow me.”
He stared at my face while I rolled it on. His breathing increased. He was thick in my hands, and his length was impressive. Even with the large condom, it was a tight squeeze. When I left him room at the tip, he leaned over me, pulling my legs apart.
His cock found my entrance like a magnet then slid inside. I was pushed further into the mattress as he entered, stretching me in such a good way. The further he went, the more my body accommodated him. And shit, it felt amazing. I gripped his forearms while he moved inside. My head rolled back as I widened my legs, wanting him to fuck me harder. I bit my lip. We hadn’t even started yet and I was in heaven.
Cash thrust his hips and moved inside me. His strokes were long and even. He didn’t go as fast as I expected, and I knew he was trying not to come. I had him excited all day, so I knew he was eager to blow his load. But he was trying to make it last as long as possible for me. And that made him Superman. Our relationship was mutual, and he wanted to get me off. I loved him for that.
I placed one hand on the back of his neck and the other on his lower back, pulling myself into him at the same time. It felt so good that I didn’t want it to end. His cock got the job done. And I started to come. Again. That never happened before.
A scream escaped my mouth as he rocked into me. He increased his pace to give me as much pleasure as he could.
“You look beautiful when you come.”
I caught my breath as my moment ended. Tenderness throbbed between my legs long after, making every stroke still feel amazing. “How do you look when you come?”
He accepted my challenge. “You’re about to find out.” He went ape-shit on me and fucked me hard. The headboard slammed into the wall, crashing loudly. Seeing him work on top of me, the sweat dripping down, made the pleasure between my legs even better.
“Come inside me,” I said into his ear. “Come on.”
He grunted as he reached his euphoria. I pumped him from below, giving him as much satisfaction as I could. I rode his long cock repeatedly.
When he finished, he didn’t pull out of me right away. He leaned over and kissed me gently before he tossed the condom into his wastebasket. Then he lied beside me, still catching his breath.
God, that was so fucking good. I haven’t felt satisfied like that…ever. Cash just became my new best friend. The exhaustion crept into my eyes and I turned on my side, wanting my own space on the bed. Sleep took me instantly. And I was gone.
Chapter Fourteen
Cash Matthews
I’ve wanted to get inside Prudence the moment I laid eyes on her, so I hyped it up, imagining how it would feel. But nothing is ever that good in real life. Wrong. It was even better.
I loved feeling her slight form under me. Her legs were thin and long, but had the muscles of an athlete. Her thighs were toned and tight. And her ass…don’t even get me started on that. I couldn’t wait to take her from behind. My cock came to life just thinking about it.
And she took me like a pro, which surprised me because of her petite size. But I made her wet enough to make it pleasurable. I gave myself a mental pat on the back for a job well done.
She was already a beautiful woman, more than beautiful, but her looks deserved a new title when she came. Her face reddened slightly and her lips parted. When her head rolled back and she writhed on the bed, that gave me a feeling better than coming. I loved pleasing her. Plus, that meant she’d come back for more. Hopefully on her hands and knees.
I didn’t like snuggling at night. It was always too hot and uncomfortable. I expected her to snuggle into me, but she didn’t. When I opened my eyes, she was on the other side of the bed, hugging one of my pillows. There was enough space between us to fit another person. That was a relief. I was glad I didn’t have to be an asshole and tell her to stay off me.