Shuddering, I arched up into him, baring my neck. He took his cue and dug his teeth into where I wanted them most. Clothes disappeared. Our skin came together, and fireworks sizzled in my nerves. I flipped us over, straddling him, his dick pressed against me. Leaning down, I bit his uninjured cheek. “Do you want to fuck me?”
He groaned, eyes closed, head thrashing from side to side. “I can do either. Whatever you want.”
I hadn’t considered that he might bottom. The thought alone nearly sent me off, and I realised I waswaytoo worked up to fuck him—at least not if he wanted something that would last longer than ten seconds flat. I kissed the mark my teeth had left on his face. “Next time, I’m gonna lay you down and fuck you real slow, make you scream, but right now, I need you inside me.”
Cash chuckled hoarsely. “I ain’t gonna argue with that.”
“Wise man. In the drawer?”
He nodded, and I reached across him for condoms and lube. Everything we needed was right there, and I had dim memories of the strip of condoms we’d usedthatnight. It looked like it hadn’t been touched since, but I couldn’t be sure. And it wasn’t my business.
Yet.
Or ever.
Whatevs.
I rolled a condom onto him, pausing beforehand to fleetingly swallow him, then I lubed up and sank onto him, taking him inside me with a long, slow slide that made us both gasp. “Fuck.”
Cash grimaced with the effort of staying perfectly still. “You reckon? This isn’t going to last long if you do me like this.”
I appreciated the fact that he was struggling with his stamina too, and the prospect of him coming inside me made my blood run even hotter. A slow rhythm built between us, me undulating and grinding down, while he dug his fingers into my hips and gently thrust up. It was deadly and beautiful, and intense pleasure seeped into every fibre of me.
Beneath me, Cash made sounds that turned me inside out—every gasp and moan, every hitch of his breath. A flush stained his chest, and sweat dampened his gorgeous skin. The weight of sensation made my eyes heavy, but I couldn’t tear my gaze from him, even as our hypnotic pace gave out and he tipped me over.
He pushed me onto my back and gripped my ankle, clutching my leg against himself as he hunched over and drove into me, his gaze still locked with mine. Over and over, harder and faster, our bodies moved together, chasing a peak I was almost scared of.
But when it came—whenIcame—there was no fear, only blinding pleasure. Heat sluiced through me, and I shot with a yell, absorbing every pulse of Cash’s cock as he released inside me, every shudder as he groaned into the crook of my neck.
This made sense. It had to. Or the whole world was fucked.
Chapter Fourteen
Cash
There was zero chance of me leaving this bed while Rae was pressed against my back, his cheek resting on my shoulder as he slept. It was truly something else, and I drifted along in a Rae-daze until my alarm and a message chose to sound off at the same time.
My arm shot out and I shut the alarm off. The message was from Lucky.
Lucky: stay put. i got your morning.
God, I loved that boy.
Cash:i love u
Lucky:tell someone else one day
Little shit.
I ditched the phone and closed my eyes, absorbing the comforting warmth of Rae wrapped around me, and the way his hand tangled loosely in my hair. Even with his cock digging into my back, it was more intimate than horny—a fact that made my heart jump for multiple reasons. Fear stood out, this was too much, too close, but the sensation of him touching me overrode it all. Rae turned my head upside down.
As though the chaos rattling around my brain had penetrated his consciousness, Rae stirred. He made a soft sound, brushed his lips to my neck, then he rolled away.
I mourned the loss and shifted to face him. He paused in the act of checking his phone and offered a tousled grin. “All right?”
“Yeah. You?”
His smile widened. “I am now you don’t seem to be regretting having me kip in your bed. I can’t figure out if you’re the type to get nervous about shit like that.”
