I split apart at his demand.
A vibration beginning in my bones and scattering out.
A complete rupturing that I wasn’t sure I would survive.
A full detonation.
I screamed as the orgasm streaked through my being.
A combustion that lit every nerve ending.
Blinding.
Ruining.
Cash thrust in two more times. So hard I couldn’t see before he gripped me tight as he sundered apart.
A shout from his mouth.
A shout of my name.
It echoed through the enclosure.
A shockwave of needy, desperate perfection.
Our bodies slicked with sweat. Our hearts frantic and frenzied. Our breaths jagged and sharp.
My knees buckled. No strength left. All of it given to Cash.
He kept me supported as he pressed his mouth to the base of my neck. “Fuck, Daisy. I…”
“I know. I know,” I mumbled. “Don’t you dare apologize.”
He brushed back a lock of my hair that got free of the twist. “Don’t ever want to be too rough with you. The things I want…the things I want to do to you.”
I rested against him. “I want it all. I want all of you. You said I don’t have to hide any longer. Well, neither do you.”
He gulped and held me tighter, before he carefully settled me onto my feet, making sure I was steady. He watched me through the night as he resituated my dress, pulling back down the short skirt and reattaching the straps. He was tucking himself back into his jeans when his phone dinged in his pocket.
“Probably the guys checking in on us.” He pulled it out, then his entire face twisted in rage and horror. “I just got a ping. Ethan is here.”
FIFTY-ONE
DAISY
Cash blazedover the dirt road that led to his cabin. The engine grumbled and chugged as we careened between the trees, and I clung to him in a way I hadn’t before. My arms strained and shook, almost as violently as Cash’s entire body did as we bounced over the humps and dips.
He came to a skidding stop in front of the cabin. Venom coated his demeanor as his attention raked over the darkened area.
Turbulence a crack in the atmosphere.
My heart drummed in my ears and hammered at my chest, terror clamoring through my senses as I peered out into the shadows that fell over the dense, ominous woods.
“Get off,” he commanded. He took my hand and helped me maneuver in my dress and heels. I fumbled off the side, and he immediately was standing in front of me.
A wall of volatility.
An edifice of strength.
