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I nodded. “Yep.” I wasn’t okay, but Talon didn’t the stress of my shit weighing on her pregnant body. “Spend the rest of the day with your feet up. Please.”
She smiled. “Okay, Minx. Thanks again. Love you.”
“Love you, too,” I bit out as Mick pulled her from the car and wrapped her in his arms. I pulled away from the crowd and made my way home in a daze. I hadn’t seen or recognized anything but somehow, I arrived safely at home. I climbed the steps and flipped all three locks behind me, keeping the lights off as I made my way to a nice hot bath.
I took a bath hoping a long, hot soak would calm me, but it wasn’t working. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw memories that wouldn’t quit. No matter how much time had passed, I could still hear the screeching tires of the van as it peeled out with me inside. The pounding club music of the ‘parties’ I was forced to work. The grunts and groans of those crotchety old bastards thrusting on top of me. The sounds of fists and open hands smacking skin. It was too fucking much and it was ruining my bath.
I climbed out and wrapped a big comfy robe around me. It was the kind you get from fancy hotels only I bought this one just for me. I padded to the living room and sat in the dark, firing up a joint in hopes that it would quiet the roaring noise in my head.
A furious pounding started at my front door, and I already knew it would be the green-eyed devil haunting my dreams. Another long pull until I felt the sweet satisfaction of oblivion and I stood, checking the peephole before pulling the door open and shoving down my body’s response to his innate masculinity. His overwhelming presence and brooding sensuality. I gave him a quick once-over and returned to my seat on the sofa.
“Are you all right?” He was breathless and angry looking, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. Not now.
I couldn’t see him in the dark, but stared at his silhouette as I took another hit, the cherry tip was the only thing lighting up the room. “I’m great,” I answered, sounding distinctly solemn, even to my own ears.
“Why didn’t you wait for me to get to Talon’s place?” Thick arms crossed over his broad chest, and I could feel the weight of his stare even though I couldn’t see it.
“Didn’t know you were coming,” I answered honestly, too. Not after all the years I’d been missing. Kidnapped. And no one ever came for me. And, I wasn’t about to be waiting for help that would never come. Never again.
Finally, he moved and set his big body beside me as close as he could get. He wrapped his strong arms around me and buried his face in my hair. “I was so fucking worried, Minx.”
“Sorry.”
“God,” he kissed my hair and held me tighter in relief. It was nice to have someone who gave a damn. “How are you, really?”
I didn’t want to talk, but I also didn’t want to be alone. If I didn’t give him an answer, he’d probably leave, and I didn’t want to be a bitch to Cash. He was the nicest man I knew, with the exception of Magnus who’d saved me. I answered him as honestly as I could. “I’m fine, Cash. I’m always fine.”
“Well, I’m not,” he said in a rough and gravelly voice thick with concern. Cash pulled my chin toward him until our eyes clashed in the darkness and claimed my mouth in a gut-wrenching kiss that stole my breath, my resolve, and my ability to think straight. He kissed me so long and hard I knew he was assuring himself that
I was all right as he worked out his own demons on my mouth.
I was more than happy to let him work out his shit on me because I was determined to use his body to work out a few of my own problems. But I needed more than his hands and his mouth. I needed every inch of that big body to make me forget that once again my life wasn’t my own. Pulling back from him, I stood and flicked on a light. If we were about to get naked, I needed at least some light to stare at the magnificence that was Cash’s body. Then I untied my robe and let it fall to the floor.
“Minx,” he groaned and pulled me back to him until I straddled his lap, resting right on his jean-covered erection. “You’re so soft.” He kissed my neck on both sides before sliding his tongue across my collarbone. “So fuckin’ sweet.”
His softly spoken words were too much. I covered his mouth with mine, deepening the kiss until he was so hungry for me he didn’t need words. Big, strong hands kneaded my ass and pressed us closer together until his hard cock rubbed against me, and I gasped and whimpered. “Yes, Cash.” My voice was just barely a whisper as he pulled a nipple in his mouth, first nipping it with his teeth and then sucking until my hips took on an urgent circular motion.
“I wanna fuck you so bad, baby,” he groaned and moved to the other nipple.
It thrilled me that I could enjoy being with a man this way, letting him bring me pleasure. Cash always made sure I was satisfied. He never just thrust into me until he got his and left. Like now, he kissed his way down my body until I leaned back over his legs to give him full access. Then one thick finger slid into my pussy and I cried out, letting the first flutters of pleasure grip me and pull me under. It was fast and out of control, the orgasm jolted me out of my own head. “Cash,” I whispered over and over.
“This time we’re using the damn bed,” he growled and stood, leaving me to wrap my legs around him though I knew he wouldn’t let me fall. Unless he was tossing me on the bed, that is. I sat up on my elbows so I could watch him undress, watch the way the muscles in his chest and abs played against the dim lamp of my bedroom. The tattoos all over his body were like small works of art that I would love to explore, but now I was too wet and swollen for more of him.
“You really are gorgeous.”
His gaze darkened as he kicked free of his pants and socks, and those gray boxer briefs that hugged strong thighs and cupped his cock so tempting that my mouth watered. “I’m just a man, Minx, you,” he leaned over me and swiped his tongue through my pussy, making my hips buck up, “you are a fucking goddess.”
I didn’t believe him, but the way he dotted my body with soft kisses rendered me speechless. Never had a man touched me with so much tenderness. So gentle and caring. Not that Cash ever hurt me, but things were explosive, combustible between us. Fast and hard and furious. This was something else. When he finally reached my mouth, he devoured it in a slow, deeply sensual kiss that brought tears to my eyes. “God yes,” I moaned when his cock slowly sank into my pussy until he was buried to the hilt. He stayed that way for too long as though he didn’t need more, just to be there, inside me. “Please, baby.”
My words set him moving, but again, this was no fast and hard coming together. Tonight, his strokes were slow and deep, almost drugged in the way he built me up. He kissed the same way, his tongue moved as slow and languid as the rest of him, but I was a slave to his unspoken commands. Forehead to forehead, we stared as he went deeper and deeper, our bodies slicked with sweat and each other as we climbed that mountain together. “Minx,” he growled and hooked his arms under my legs, pumping faster but still so deep I thought we were becoming one.
“Cash, please. I need you.” He switched positions again at my words, grabbing my ass with one hand and spearing his fingers in my hair with the other. His kiss took me up and his body drove so deep I knew I was powerless against the onslaught of sensations and emotions swamping me. Then I fell apart, shaking and shuddering and quivering my way through my orgasm while he pumped faster and faster until his own orgasm roared through him—and me—for long tense moments.
“Damn, Minx. You slay me.”
“Ditto.” I turned my head because I couldn’t let him see the tears leaking from my eyes. I didn’t understand it, but I knew those tears meant something. In my experience, there was only one reason a woman cried during or after sex, and what happened between us just now, wasn’t it. That meant it was something big and I didn’t think I was strong enough to deal with yet.
If ever.
