going to do with that?” His gaze flicks to the belt in my hand then back to my face. There’s no apprehension in his eyes. Just lust and need. These naked emotions make my heart squeeze. Until Cash, I’ve never found a man who had enough confidence to let me take control. Kyle felt threatened whenever I tried to be assertive and overcompensated for his lack of confidence by knocking me around.
I wrap the belt around Cash’s neck, sliding the notched end through the buckle, and tighten it until his veins bulge. “Do you trust me?”
His bare ribs rise and fall. One breath follows another before he answers. “Yes.”
“Good.”
“There’s a condom in my wallet.” He nods toward his pants.
“Don’t move.” I clutch the leather strap next to the buckle, maintaining the tension, and bend to dig through his pocket. Once I’ve found the foil packet, I press it into his palm. “Put it on.”
I watch as he rips open the packet and slides the latex over his erection. His strong fingers move with the assurance of practice. When he’s done, his gaze flicks back to mine, ready for direction. I’m so wet. I can feel the dampness on my inner thighs. He drags a finger through my folds, finds the swollen nub, and circles it. A lightning bolt of pleasure zips through my pelvis. This is going to be so hot.
“You’re in charge, baby girl. Tell me what you want.” Beneath the strip of his moustache, the color of his lips redden like they’re anticipating my kiss.
I arch my back, thrusting my breasts upward. “Suck.”
“With pleasure.” He draws my left nipple into his mouth, tasting me. My nipple puckers and tightens. He flicks the tip with his tongue. Scrapes his beard over the sensitive flesh. The combination of wetness, texture, and suction brings my body to life. I dig the fingers of my free hand into his hair, holding him to me, wanting to draw out this moment forever. The ecstasy ends too soon. With a loud pop, he releases me.
“No one told you to stop.” I tug on the belt. His smile curves against my breast.
“Whatever you want.” A trail of kisses crosses my sternum as his attention focuses on the opposite nipple.
“That feels so good.” I let my head fall back and close my eyes. My body rocks forward. The head of his cock notches at the top of my pussy, eager to find relief. One slight adjustment will deliver him inside me. I release his hair to align his shaft with my entrance and slide onto it. We groan in tandem. The friction is delicious. I pulse my hips.
“I need your mouth,” he says. The hoarseness in his voice matches my ragged desire.
Our lips collide, open and greedy. His grunts join my whimpers of need. We writhe in unison. Each of his movements compliments mine in a dance so perfect it could have been choreographed. The antique chaise groans. Our skin slaps together. I abandon my hold on the belt and grip his shoulders. I forget to worry about payroll or mortgages or federal investigators. My world shrinks to one room. One man. One goal. I bounce on Cash’s lap, increasing the speed until we’re both glassy-eyed and panting. The blue diamond bounces between my breasts.
“I need more.” In one smooth motion, he wraps an arm around my waist and flips me onto my back. He has one foot on the floor, a knee on the chaise. With a gentle hand, he rests my leg on his shoulder. The position opens me. Allows him to drive into me. Once. Twice. Again and again. Each thrust scoots the chaise across the floor. His gaze locks with mine. “Come on, Jagger. Let go.”
The tendons in his neck strain. He’s holding back for me, waiting on my orgasm before seeking his own. The realization brings a rush of warmth into my heart. No man has ever put me first. It’s all I need to send me over the edge. My body tingles in an explosion of lights and colors. Cash rides my climax, stabbing into me between contractions, then stills with a primal growl.
A few minutes pass before coherent thoughts return. The scent of sex hangs heavily in the air. Cash lowers my leg from his shoulder and backs away to deal with the condom. Feeling unsteady, I place my feet on the floor and try to locate my clothing. Cash returns from the restroom, naked and unashamed. His rippled