I rubbed her a little harder, making sure I grazed over her clit.
She jumped a fraction, those hands clinging to the edge of the counter as she arched. “Please, Cash.”
“Don’t worry. Only thing I’ve got for you tonight is pleasure. I’m going to soothe this ache.”
I nudged her underwear aside.
Nearly blacked out at the sight of her cunt.
Dripping and bare.
It’d been so long. So fucking long since I touched a woman. So long since I allowed myself any sort of carnal relief.
And this was Daisy. Daisy who was set in front of me.
The ultimate temptation.
Lust barreled through my insides, and I forced it down, refused the idea of taking her fully.
I didn’t get that.
Mercy or reprieve.
I’d gladly take the pain so I could send her soaring.
I pressed two fingers inside her.
A gasp rocked out of her, and her knees dropped open wider. Her head shook from side to side as her walls throbbed around my fingers.
“Cash, I…” She gulped as she struggled to catch up with the action.
Could hear the thrashing of her heart. The stampeding of the blood that rushed through her veins.
Woman already so wound up I knew it wouldn’t take much to send her flying.
“Is this what you needed?” I asked as I withdrew then thrust my fingers back in.
She wiggled on the stone countertop.
“More.” She reached out and raked her nails down the front of my chest.
Fuck. Why did I love it? Love that she was demanding what she needed? I was overcome with the feeling that I might be the only one who could give it to her.
I inched back so I could take hold of the waistband of her underwear, and I peeked up at those enchanting eyes for permission.
Terrified I was going to do something to harm her in some way.
Telling myself to be cautious.
Knowing how easily I could lose control.
My tendency for destruction clamored around inside me, howling in my ear that even touching her this way was a sin.
Selfish to the extreme when I didn’t deserve to even glimpse her beauty.
But this was for her.
To sate the need that quivered through her body.
