My tongue slides against hers, deep and searching. She makes a little noise in the back of her throat, half moan, and half laugh.
Fuck, I love that sound.
I chase it, kissing her harder, until her fingers curl into my hair, gripping tight enough to sting.
Our breaths tangle. Foreheads press together. Air is hot and shared.
My hands slide into hers, fingers lacing tight, stretching above our heads.
“God, you’re irresistible,” I murmur.
Her legs spread wider beneath me. Her thighs are slick with heat, and I l feel the damp press of her pussy against my swollen and aching cock.
I grind my hips down, my cock sliding through her wetness. Slow. Torturous.
“Cash—” she starts, but I cut her off with another kiss.
This one is messy. Open-mouthed. My teeth knock against hers, and she laughs again. I feel her smile against my lips.
My free hand skates down her side until my fingers find the slick heat between her legs.
She gasps, grabbing onto my arm.
I tease her entrance, just the tips of my fingers. She makes a cute, frustrated noise, her thighs trembling. I drag two fingers through her folds, and she jerks against me.
“Please.” Her desperation ignites me.
I kiss her again, my fingers finally sinking into her, knuckles-deep. She clenches around me, tight and wet.
I swallow her moan. My cock throbs against her thigh.
I curl my fingers inside her, finding that spot that makes her gasp. Her body jerks against me. I’ll never tire of this.
“Cash, please—” her heels dig into the mattress, her hips lifting, trying to take more.
I give it to her. I fuck her with my fingers, pressing my thumb hard against her clit. Her breath comes in sharp, broken little sounds, and her body tenses.
I could make her come like this.
But I don’t.
I pull my hand away, ignoring her whine of protest. I grab her knee, hitching her leg up around my hip.
The head of my cock notches against her entrance.
She freezes, her breath catching. For a second, we just stay like that, her body trembling under mine. Her pussy flutters against the tip of my dick.
So fuckingclose.
I see the pulse in her throat. Watch her lips part, and her eyes darken.
Then I kiss her again, slow and deep, and push into her.
Her gasp breaks against my mouth. My name spills from her lips.
Heat wraps around me. Tight. Perfect.
I nearly lose it right there, but I don’t rush. I rock into her easy. Deep. Unhurried. Every movement is slow enough to feel everything.
