How’s it going to fit?
There’s no way…
“Like what you see?”
His voice pulls me from my trance. Automatically, I close my mouth and nod. “It’s…impressive.”Desperate for him not to realize how inexperienced I am, I swallow hard and smirk. “You sure you know how to use it, or is it just for show?”
His eyes darken with a flare of desire. They’re almost black as he shifts himself forward, notching the blunt head of his cockagainst my entrance. I stiffen, but only a little, before I force myself to relax and pray he didn’t notice.
If Cash knows I’m a virgin, it will change things, and the very last thing I want right now is foranythingto change.
“My city girl is sassy, huh?” My body shudders with pleasure at his words. “Keep talking like that, and I’ll make you beg.”
Thatalmost sends me over the edge,again.
There are a million reasons why I shouldn’t be doing this flashing through my head. Not here. Not with him. I need to be professional.
But none of those reasons matter. Not anymore.
The only thing that matters is this handsome, rough, incredibly sexy cowboy who is making me feel alive in ways I never thought possible.
Besides, I’m pretty sure the line has already been crossed.
Cash rubs his cock along my folds, teasing and coating himself in my juices. He’s massive. So much thicker and longer than I ever could have imagined. I don’t know what I expected, but I don’t think I expected it to be so…imposing.
But the ache between my legs is insistent. I want this. I wanthim.From the moment I arrived on the ranch, my dreams have been filled with this man. The way he looks at me. The way he moves. The way he kissed me.
I’ve never wanted anything more than I want this.
Every. Overwhelming. Inch.
I arch my hips, urging him on with a grin I hope is flirty and wicked grin. “Beg? Please. Cowboys like you…they beg for city girls like me.” The words come out softer than I planned, a little uncertain. But if he notices, it doesn’t show. Quite the opposite. The heat in his eyes makes my pulse quicken.
“Is that right, city girl?” He leans forward and catches my lips in a possessive kiss. “We’ll see about that.” He moves, slowlyat first, the head of his cock pressing inside, stretching my tight walls. The delicious burn steals my breath.
It’s intense. Almost overwhelming.
But pleasure chases the sting of pain, turning the impossible stretch into something I don’t think I ever want to end.
I bite my bottom lip to keep from crying out with the shock of his intrusion, not wanting him to sense my inexperience.
“Fuck, Kali,” he groans, his voice rough. “You’re so damn tight.”
His hands are gripping my thighs, either to steady himself or me, I’m not sure.
His eyes are closed as he drives further inside me. My body works hard to accommodate him. My breath is coming fast, and a soft whimper slips from my lips before I can stop it.
Cash’s eyes snap open and lock on me in question. He stills, and I want to scream with my need for more.
Before he can say anything, I reach around and dig my fingers into his tight ass cheeks, urging him forward.
His lips curl up into a wicked smile. “You feel so fucking good, city girl.” His nickname for me, combined with his dirty words, sends electric thrills through me, lighting up every nerve.
When he starts moving again, I almost cry out from relief. He sinks deeper, bottoming out with a final, hard thrust that steals the breath from my lungs.
“That’s it,” he says, his breath hot against my neck. “Such a good girl, taking me so deep. Can you feel how you fit around me? So. Fucking. Perfect.”
His praise sends a shiver through me, making me clench harder around him, even as a flush of shyness warms my cheeks. I don’t know what I should say or do, but just like everything else with Cash, I don’t overthink it.
