Though his posture on the sofa appeared relaxed as I let the straps of my dress drop, his green eyes darkened almost to black. When the fall of my dress exposed my breasts, he swallowed hard. His response emboldened me, and I ran my hands down my body, stopping where the knit fabric of my dress bunched at my hips.
“Sadie.” The raspy whisper of his voice was a caress over my heated skin.
“I want to.”
My answer to his implied question galvanized him into action. In one smooth move, he stood and shucked off his blazer, carelessly tossing it over the arm of the love seat. His eyes remained on mine as he gripped the back of the sofa with one hand, balancing as he toed off his cowboy boots. With an impressive economy of movement, he unbuttoned his shirt as he stepped toward me.
When he reached for me, I shivered in hot desire as my bare breasts pressed to his naked chest. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I murmured against his lips, “Where were we?”
A chuckle gusted from him before he sealed his lips to mine and devoured me. The fire of his kiss licked through my veins, sizzling my blood into a conflagration that burned low in my belly. I couldn’t help but to move, to revel in the friction of my nipples rubbing against the muscled planes of his pecs, the light dusting of hair tickling and arousing me in equal measure.
Right as the kiss teetered on the edge of setting flame to both of us, once again, Cash tore his mouth from mine. “Fuck, Sadie. You kiss like a wild thing.” A feral smile crossed his lips. “I have a feeling that before this night is over, you’re going to burn me alive. And I’m going to die a very happy man.”
Before I could respond to his pronouncement, he stepped away from me. Cool air flowed over my exposed body, and I crossed my arms over myself to hold onto some of the heat his warm skin left behind.
“Uh, uh, uh. Drop the dress,” he commanded.
I bit my lip against the pleasure washing over me at his demand. Slowly, I pushed my dress over my hips and down my thighs until gravity took over at my knees, and the fabric pooled on the floor at my feet. Blatantly, his eyes roamed down my body, snagging on the lace thong that was the only garment left covering me. With one calloused fingertip, he traced a fiery trail over my skin from my collarbone, across the swells of my breasts, over one puckered nipple, and down the center of my abdomen to circle my navel in a tease that tugged a whimper from the back of my throat.
“Get on the bed.”
I pulled the top sheet and comforter aside and settled on my back in the middle of the mattress. Cash dropped his shirt on the coffee table, pushed his jeans and boxers down his legs, and stepped out of them. His movements allowed me to tour his body with my eyes, and my breath caught. The sculpted muscles of his shoulders, chest, arms, and abs told a story of a man who took excellent care of his body. The cut of his jeans hid the power of his thighs now on full display in their naked glory. My eyes snagged on his long thick phallus that jumped against his navel at my inspection.
“Like what you see?” Though his words teased, there was a serious underlying question in his tone.
“So much,” I breathed.
His gentle smile did nothing to distract from the desire heating his eyes. “Me too.” He climbed onto the bed. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” Slipping his fingers beneath the elastic of my thong, he said, “But I want to see all of you.”
Taking the hint, I lifted my hips, and he slid the scrap of lace down my legs. Sitting back on his heels, he tilted his head and eyed me. My first instinct was to cover myself from his intense scrutiny, then he whispered, “I don’t know where to start with you.”
“Hmm?”
His tongue toured his lower lip. “Every inch of you looks delectable.”
Starting with my foot, he nibbled on my ankle bone and up the inside of my calf until he reached the tender skin on the back of my knee. A tiny “Oh” escaped my lips, and he laughed darkly against my skin. Then he grazed his teeth along my soft inner thigh, and I jammed my knuckles into my mouth to keep from crying out. This man’s attentions to my legs alone were enough to get me off.
He stared hard at my pussy. “Look at you, all pink and glistening. I have to taste.”
When he parted my folds with his hot tongue, my hips came off the bed. A censorious rumble accompanied his forearm landing across my hips, holding me where he wanted me. Teasing my clit with the tip of his tongue, he drew a long moan from me that someone walking in the hallway could have overheard. The sound must have been what he wanted because he slipped one thick finger inside me, expertly pumping until my head lolled from side to side on the pillows, my hands pulling his hair as my body rippled in anticipation of my climax. My cries echoed off the walls with my release as he curled his finger just right and sent me into the stratosphere.
“Cash! Ohmigod, Cash!” I screamed.
I couldn’t help how I bucked and thrashed as he licked and kissed my most intimate self.
A groan rumbled from him as he continued to lick and kiss me, gentler now, letting me come down easy.
I flopped back on the pillows then tipped my head up when I sensed his smile against my throbbing flesh. Glancing up at me from beneath his brows, he teased me with his dancing eyes.
“You are sexy indeed, Sadie. The hottest woman I’ve ever met.”
Climbing over me, he dangled an arm off the side of the bed to snag his jeans. A few seconds later, I heard the crinkle of a foil packet as he rolled back over to my side.
“Yep, foreplay with you is one hell of a good time,” he said.
I blinked, and he was back between my thighs, his warm lips kissing and nibbling a path up the middle of my belly. He nosed my skin, his long inhale loud in the sudden quiet of the room.
“You smell so pretty, like flowers and sunshine and something womanly that I can’t figure out.” Rubbing the tip of his nose along my side, he said, “But it’s my new favorite perfume.”
His words gave me confidence, and I ran my hands over the sculpted muscles of his shoulders as my knee came up to graze the side of his ribs, opening myself more to him. My movement drew a moan from him as he kissed his way to my breast. When he covered my nipple with his mouth and sucked hard, I smacked my hand on the back of his head and held him right there. His teeth and tongue teasing me sent arrows of pleasure straight to my center. Then he ran the pad of his finger over the other nipple, the vanguard before he pinched and tugged at it in rhythm with his oral attentions to me.
Cash’s touch told me all about how much he was loving what he was doing to me. I couldn’t help but to writhe and moan beneath him because I was loving it too. The way the man played me, it was as though he knew me, but more likely, he was just that good at giving a woman pleasure.
Kissing his way over my chest, along the side of my neck and across my jaw, he reached his destination. The second our lips met, I went up in flames. Wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders and my legs around his trim waist, I clung to him as the conflagration otherwise known as Cash’s kisses burned me to a cinder, a pulsing fire of want. All thought flew from my head as I rubbed my wet center along his thick length until he tore his mouth from mine.
Resting his forehead on mine, he panted in air. “We’re going there, babe. But I need to suit up first.”
He pushed up on his knees and took himself in his hand, pumping and squeezing his cock and giving me a good long look at what he had for me.
“Cash,” I whimpered.
“Yes?” A wicked smile stretched his lips as he took his time tearing open the packet and smoothing the condom over himself. “Is there something you need?”
The side of my fist came down hard on the mattress as I shifted, raising my hips in a silent demand. “You damn well know there is.”
His laughter was pure evil as he clasped my wrists in his hands and raised my arms over my head. “You gave me permission to play when you answered my question earlier by dropping your top and showing me your gorgeous tits. So just lie back and let me play.”
As though he didn’t trust me—which I admit was a good call—he held my wrists with one hand while he positioned himself at my entrance. Pushing the head of his cock between my folds, he closed his eyes and held himself still for a long beat. When he opened his eyes, green fire blazed into mine as he thrust deep into me, seating himself to the hilt inside my needy channel.
“Cash,” I screamed as my inner muscles clamped down hard on his glorious length.
Though my experience was decidedly limited, I’d never been with anyone who filled me as perfectly full as this gambling stranger with the dimpled grin and wicked green eyes. Holding me down by my wrists, he started thrusting. Though my hands were immobile, my hips were free to move, and I met him thrust for thrust until I couldn’t stay with his increasingly faster rhythm.
“Now, Sadie. You have to come now!”
He dropped a wrist to press the pad of his thumb against my clit, and that one move rocketed me into space. With a grunt, he followed me, his body going rigid, the veins in his neck standing out in stark relief against his tanned skin. I’d never seen anything more gorgeous than this man’s climax ripping through him.
Afterward, he collapsed on top of me, his weight forcing me to sip air, but it didn’t matter. The delicious sensation of his sweat dampened skin slicking along mine, his heavy chest flattening my breasts with his every breath, his cock still twitching inside me as the aftershocks rolled through me was pure bliss. Closing my eyes, I decided I could stay right in this spot for the rest of my life.
Instead, Cash rolled onto his back, taking me with him to sprawl across his torso. “Fuck, Sadie. That was—”
“Incredible.”
“The best I’ve ever had.” Tipping his head up, he gazed deep into my eyes. “I don’t know if that was the best hand I’ve ever played or the most foolish gamble I’ve ever taken.”
“Do you have to decide right this minute?”
A laugh barked out of him. “You’re right. I’ll have to sleep on it.” Desire darkened his eyes again. “Later.”