on the edge of the rock. I looked down at him in confusion. However, his eyes took in every last inch of my body as if it was the first time he was really looking at me.
“You’re so goddamn perfect, Journey. It was like you were made for me.”
“I was. You’re my soul mate.”
He kissed my knees and ordered what I’d been waiting for,
“Spread your legs for me, baby.”
Chapter 19
“Sex, drugs, and rock and roll. It’s not just a saying—it’s a lifestyle.”
-M?tley Crüe
<>Journey<>
I timidly opened my thighs in a V.
“Hmmmm.” He made a noise that came from the back of his throat, adding fuel to the flames burning inside me.
My core throbbed.
Only intensifying with the way he stared at my pussy. His lips brushed the inside of my thigh, kissing and licking his way up my leg. Gently and tenderly kissing around my folds, inhaling my scent.
“Everythin’ ’bout you is fuckin’ addictin’, Junie. Especially,” he licked at my opening and pushed his tongue inside, “your goddamn taste.” He shoved it in as far as he could go.
My head fell back with a moan as he fucked me with his tongue.
No one had ever made me feel worshipped like Cash did. The closeness of his mouth to my most private area was overwhelming and had me gripping onto his hair, earning me a throaty roar.
“Oh God,” I whimpered in pleasure.
He snarled and returned to lapping at my pussy. Sucking my clit into his mouth created tension in my lower stomach I’d never felt before.
My head spun.
My chest heaved.
My lips parted.
I screamed in ecstasy. The pleasure echoed all around us as he sucked my clit harder, side-to-side, forcefully, urgently, demanding a response out of me. Cash knew my body better than I did. Within seconds, he made me come apart.
His hands fondled, kneading my breasts and nipples. Within seconds, my body reacted. I started to rock my hips in the opposite direction of his tongue and lips. Earning me yet another growl only heightened the power of his mouth.
Higher and higher I rose, until finally losing all control.
My eyes hazed, and I swear it felt as though I was blacking out.
I let go.
Coming so hard, I saw stars and the universe. I shook as he let me enjoy the high his seduction was provoking. Riding out my orgasm, he never let up on the assault on my clit.
My body fell back onto the rock, and he released me with a pop. I couldn’t stop trembling, feeling weak and loved. When I finally opened my sedated eyes, Cash was hovering above me, taking his hoodie off in one fluid movement. He placed it on the rock like a blanket and carried me to lay on top of it.
I reached for his belt and unbuckled it and his wet jeans. Aware I was going to touch him, feel him, see him in ways I hadn’t yet.
All that was about to change, and I’d never been so ready for it.
<>Cash<>
Thank fuck I got tested or I wouldn’t be intimate with her if I didn’t know I was clean.
I didn’t want to hurt her though. I should have fingered her first to get her used to feeling something inside of her, but I was a selfish fuck. I wanted to feel her for the first time with my cock.
Kicking off my jeans, I kissed her long and deep before her eyes immediately widened, gazing at my hard dick.
“Whoa.”
I grinned, feeling proud as fuck.
“Impressive. I can see why you get laid so often. You don’t even have to try, do you?”
I chuckled. She was cute as shit.
“Sweetheart, I’m gonna ruin you in the very best way.”
“Ummm... Do you know you have a barbell through your dick?”
I smiled. “I lost a bet to Beck.”
“When?”
“Years ago.”
“Did it hurt?”
“I was shitfaced. Nothin’ hurt until the next mornin’ when I couldn’t piss straight.”
She giggled. “Can I touch it?”
“You don’t ever have to ask to touch my dick, Junie. Like my heart, it now belongs to you.”
The second her delicate fingers stroked my cock, I turned into a thirteen-year-old boy about to blow his load. No one had ever had that effect on me.
No one.
I watched with fascination as I took in the expression that still hadn’t left her face after seeing the piercing through the head of my dick. I moved to lay on top of her, caging her in with my arms around her face. Gripping the back of her neck, not wanting to lose our connection.
“You sure that thing