I lift my head to look her square in the eyes. “There hasn’t been anyone for me since the first time you texted me.”
“Cash,” she whispers.
What the hell have I been waiting for? “Tell me to stop, and I’ll stop, but my god, Aspen, I’ve wanted you for so long, this almost doesn’t feel real.”
“I’ll murder you with a wine bottle and leave you out for the bears to eat if you stop.”
If my dick wasn’t as hard as a frozen lamppost and I wasn’t so eager to get back to licking her entire body, that would be funny.
I bury my head between her breasts and kiss her breastbone, then tug her pants down more, until she’s squirming beneath me and helping me by kicking them the rest of the way off.
And then she reaches for my shirt.
It goes flying, and I barely have the presence of mind to make sure it’s flyingawayfrom the fire.
Next she tackles my pants, pushing them farther down my hips until my cock springs all the way free.
“Good boy,” she says, and once again, I’m smiling as I lick the side of her breast, which makes her suck in a breath while she grips my head again, holding me there to play with her breasts more.
She’s fun, and she’s also so real. Strong and vulnerable at the same time.
I would slay dragons so she’d never have to hurt again.
“I’m so wet,” she gasps as I suckle on her nipple. “I want—I need—Cash,please.”
I stroke between her legs, and fuck me, she’s soaked. Slick heat coats my fingers.
“Yes.” She moans. “Yes,more.”
I shift so I’m angled right to kiss her while I circle her clit with my thumb and her legs spread wider.
If you’d told me a week ago that I’d be teasing Aspen’s pussy while she arches into my hand, letting me slip my fingers through her folds while my cock aches with the desperate needto be inside of her, skin on skin, mouth to mouth, tongue to tongue, I would’ve told you to go fuck yourself.
Yet this is real.
She’s here, whimpering in my mouth, her body trembling as I play with her clit and thrust my fingers deeper and deeper into her vagina, hips pumping into my hands, until her inner walls clench hard around my fingers.
So.
Fucking.
Immaculate.
I don’t care that my balls will be blue for the next three years.
Doesn’t matter when I get to watch her throw her head back, neck straining into her release, eyes unfocused, skin glowing in the firelight, knowing I did this.
I made her come.
I gave her ultimate pleasure.
She’s mine now.
Fuck anyone who tries to say otherwise.
Including me.
“Oh, god, Cash.” She pants as her body relaxes beneath me. “More?”
