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“I already told you I don’t believe in Prince Charming.”
Her finger fell away, and she reached for the edge of the big sweatshirt. It was so cold, her breath hung in the air between them.
And then she slowly pulled it over her head.
Chapter Nine
Chess’s heart was beating so hard, she felt it in her bones. She’d done some crazy stuff in the past, but getting naked with Cash Bodine was probably the craziest, because this would bite her in the ass. Of course it would.
But it didn’t matter, did it? Not when her blood was hot and the need to be held so strong, she could taste it.
When she tossed her top, the look in his eyes started more fires than she could handle. She decided to think about the consequences later, because right now, she was burning up with desire for a man who was like Halley’s Comet. Here today, gone tomorrow.
Next came her sweatpants, until she stood in nothing but her birthday suit. The look in his eyes darkened, and he made a sound that was like an animal. Clearly, he was more than a little shocked at the no-underwear thing. She felt wicked, powerful, sexual.
“Jesus, Chess.” His voice was rough, like whiskey straight from the bottle. “Are you sure about this?”
“No more talking,” she said. “Take off your clothes.” Her breath hung in the air because without hydro, his room was cold. Goose bumps covered her skin, and her nipples were hard and pebbled. Yet inside, she was a raging fire of need fed by molten blood that her fast-beating heart pumped everywhere.
Chess had had her share of lovers. There w
as no way around that. But she’d never wanted a man the way she wanted Cash Bodine right now. And if she took the time to think about it, she might have done a full stop, because deep down, she knew she was going to end up hurt. She could tell herself not to hope or dream, but the reality was that Cash was leaving in the morning to see his family, and then he’d be gone for good.
Which meant she only had tonight. And Chess wanted tonight to be memorable.
He was naked and big and so damn beautiful, it hurt. Chess pushed him back onto the bed and then climbed over him, straddling him so she could kiss him senseless. She took her time there, kissing and rubbing her breasts against his chest, loving the friction of his maleness against her soft skin.
When she began to move lower, he swore.
She smiled.
She kissed her way down his chest to his abdomen, encouraging him to play with her breasts until she moved lower yet. His body was tense, she saw it and felt it, and when she took the straining length of him into her mouth, he grabbed her head and swore like a trucker.
“You like that?” she whispered, blowing hot air against him.
“What do you think?” he managed to say.
“I think you want more.” Chess took all of him as deep as she could go. She massaged him, she licked and sucked until his body strained and he jerked.
“Jesus, Chess, I can’t hold back…”
She continued her ministrations and murmured, “Then don’t.”
Cash came so hard, the entire bed shook, and he’d barely finished when she moved up over him, her hands seeking, her mouth kissing. He was touching her between her legs, his mouth at her breasts, and it didn’t take long for him to get hard and ready.
“Condoms?” she whispered, leaning back and spreading her legs slightly because she enjoyed when he looked at her. Cash pointed to his duffel, and she grabbed a foil packet, opening it and expertly covering him.
She didn’t give him a chance to say or do anything. Chess climbed on top of him and groaned as she slowly sank down. He was big, long and wide, and filled her whole. She started slow and then increased the tempo until they were both slick with sweat. She rode him until her body came apart with an orgasm that shook her to her core. Then fell onto the bed beside him, struggling to breathe.
“That was…” she began, her voice featherlight and weak.
“Yeah.”
A few seconds passed, and she smiled. “Give me a bit. I think we should do it again.”
Cash laughed. It was a sound she’d remember later when she was alone. “I might need more than a bit, but I’m up for another round.” He pulled her close. “Maybe two.”
They went three more rounds, and it was late when they fell asleep, wrapped in each other’s arms. So late that the sun was already starting to come up.
