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How I ever tried to convince myself otherwise is insanity. Who could only do this once?
Sex with Cash is mind-blowing. Even better than the last time. He moves in a way that has him hitting a spot I didn’t even know existed, the mythical area I read about in romance books that has me clenching around him and pushing myself closer to him as he smiles above me, clearly proud that he found it so quickly.
“Oh fuck, Grace, look at how good we are at this. I could fuck you all night and not get enough.”He stares down at our connection, and I watch as he pumps in and out, the beads of sweat coating both our bodies, his ab muscles tensing as he pushes in slowly, his pelvis thrusting and hitting me exactly where I need.
“I thought that was the plan,” I tease back as I whimper against his every move.
He slips his thumb down to my clit, and within seconds I’m crying out, feeling my orgasm from the outside and in, wondering how in the hell I lived without this for the last month.
My pleasure spurs his, and he begins to pulse inside of me, groaning my name. My body tingles, my heart rate skyrockets, and shivers take hold of me as he rides out the last of his orgasm.
We collapse next to one another, legs wrapped together, panting and smiling. “Dammit, Cash, why did we wait so long to do that again?”
Cash’s head falls back and he laughs. “Don’t even try to pin that one on me!”
I laugh lightly, trying hard to keep reality out of the moment.
“What now?”
Cash kisses down my chin, making his way to my lips, and leans on top of me again. “Now we shower and do that all again.” His smirk forces his dimple to pop out, and he hops out of bed to discard the condom and disappears into the bathroom.
I sit for a few moments, feeling the lasting effects of Cash. Before I can give in to the thoughts of what this means, or what happens now, Cash bellows from the other room, “What are you doing out there, woman? I said shower!” I hear the water start and wait a few more seconds for it to warm up before sidling out of the bed to join him.
When I enter the bathroom, I find Cash standing in the shower holding out his arms to me. I press my body against his, soaking up the feel of his chest against my cheek, the way his arms wrap around me and hug me so tightly, like this is what he has been waiting for his whole life.
“I love when you let me hold you, Gracie,” Cash says, releasing me as he lifts my chin to look up at him. I laugh as the water hits both of us in the face, causing us to squint.
“I love when you call me that.”
He kisses me softly. “I hated it when Hanson called you that.”
Rolling my eyes, I turn around so that I can grab the soap and then turn back to him and work the bar across his chest. “I could tell.”
“How long did you date?”
Shrugging, I reply,“I wouldn’t really call it dating.”
Cash’s hands move to my stomach, and he pulls me against him. “You better fucking call it dating, or I’m going to get really angry thinking it was something else.”
I giggle against his chest. “Please, obviously I’ve slept with men besides you.”
Cash leans his head against my own and grunts. “Don’t remind me.”
My marriage hangs between us, and I clear my throat. “It was back in college. Not a big deal.”
“Full disclosure, I hate the guy.”
I laugh. “Yeah, I could tell. And I’m sure you have good reason…I know he can be difficult.”
Cash’s jaw tightens. “It’s more than that. He and Carter…” He pauses as he looks away from me. “He’s not a good guy…and believe me, I know Carter is to blame as well…just…fuck…I don’t like him.”
I press myself closer to Cash, hugging him tightly. I don’t know what happened, and it really doesn’t matter. What matters is showing Cash that I’m here with him right now. That we matter. “I’m really sorry, Cash.”
“He wants you. And he won’t hesitate to go after what he wants,” he says evenly, looking down at me.
“I can’t control what he wants, Cash. I only know what I want. And it’s you.” I go up on my toes and kiss his jaw. He leans down and our lips meet, drops of water splashing between us as our kiss lazily grows. I sigh as he presses a kiss against my cheek. “Hanson was never the one for me.”
Cash’s hands grip my ass and he pulls me tightly against him. “That’s because I’m the one for you. The only one.” He rubs himself against me and I close my eyes. How is it possible that I’m already hungry for him again? That he’s already hard and ready for me. Maybe he’s right. Maybe we are meant for each other. Maybe this can work. Sure, it’s a logistical nightmare, but I can’t imagine saying goodbye to Cash after tonight.
