He leaned forward and pecked a kiss on my lips, and he angled back around the counter to the stove and stirred the eggs, before he placed a couple slices of bacon on both plates, scooped fresh cut fruit, then added the steaming eggs.
He strolled back to me.
Stealing the air.
My breath.
Injecting me with hope instead.
He set the plate down in front of me then took the spot to my side.
Then he leaned in and breathed in my ear, “Eat, wife.”
“You’re awfully bossy after sex.”
He clamped a hand on the top of my thigh. “Only after really, really good sex.”
Redness blazed, and I dug into my food. The savory flavor of the hot eggs bursting on my tongue and making me realize just how ravenous I was. I basically scarfed it down while Cash slowly ate beside me.
A dark chuckle rolled from him. “Hungry?”
“Starved.”
“Did I use you up a little too much last night?” He uttered the words along my jaw, and a shiver rocked my spine.
He’d taken me five times throughout the night. Every time I drifted to sleep, I’d wake to needy hands gliding over me.
Sometimes it was rushed and hard and possessive.
Others tender and adoring.
I couldn’t tell which I liked better.
The only thing I could be sure of was Ilikedeverything Cash Cunningham did to me.
“Never.” It was a heaving wisp. “But I have to admit, I can barely walk.”
Was that pride that flashed through his hazel eyes?
Dang it, I liked that, too.
He smoothed his thumb over the top of my thigh. “Don’t worry, I’ll just carry you.”
“You’d better be careful, Cash Cunningham. I’m going to start thinking you’re trying to spoil me.”
He brushed back a lock of my hair and leaned in to brush his nose against mine. “Newsflash. I am trying to spoil you. Don’t expect me to stop.”
I finished off my last bite then shifted so I could set my hand on his cheek. “I think I’m going to like it here.”
He had me out of my stool and propped on the counter in a flash, the man shoving our dishes aside to make room.
“That’s right, you are.” He tore the sheet away and shoved his sweats down his hips. Fire lit as he wound himself between my thighs. “Let me show you just how much you will.”
From where it sat on the bathroom vanity, my phone lit up with a text. I was brushing my teeth, so I finished and rinsed my mouth before I grabbed it. My heart squeezed when I saw it was from my sister.
Hadley
What happened yesterday? Did you see it through?
