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Perfectly timed, the door swings open and Cash stands on the other side, a smirk tugging at his lips as he takes in my hysterics.
And just like that the laughter dies.
I don’t want to see his full smile; it hurts too much.
Swallowing my own nerves and the laughter that accompanied them, I attempt to straighten my dress and pop out my hip seductively.
I’m pretty sure it looks like I have gas instead.
“You look absolutely stunning,” Cash says as his eyes sweep over me affectionately.
So maybe Idon’tlook like I have gas.
He leans in to pull me through the door, as if he knows I’m having trouble making my legs move, and the second his hand touches mine, my body curls in on itself as if I’ve been stung. It hurts to be this close to him and not know how to touch him.
WhatcanI do? How do you properly seduce a man you’re still in love with? I’m pretty sure the alcohol and the fact that I didn’t look him in the eyes last time kept me detached. But there is no way to be detached when he’s looking at me likethat.When I can smell him and see the way his eyes crinkle at the corners as he smiles, gazing down at me the way he used to, before he broke my heart.
Back when he would say things like,I’m obsessed with you,I love you,I want everything with you.
“This was a bad idea,” I mutter, looking away from him.
A terrible idea.
Always knowing exactly how to bend me to meet his needs, how to press me in a way that makes us both play out a beautiful melody instead of a warring tune, Cash spins my body so that I’m facing the wall, grabs my hip, and whispers into my ear as he lifts my hair off to one side of my shoulder, his touch sending a shiver through my body. “Just relax and let me touch you.”
His fingers have yet to even touch my bare skin, and already I feel him everywhere. Between my legs, in the small of my back, at the tip of my throat, and deep in my core. His mere presence seeps into my skin and burrows inside my soul.
He presses a soft kiss against my bare shoulder, and I shudder. Cash’s mouth moves back and forth in the crook of my neck as he inhales me.
“I can smell how much you want me,” he rasps as the hand that was holding my hips curls around my body to grip between my legs, his fingers tapping against my most sensitive parts. “If I put my lips right here, would you drip on my face?”
Involuntarily my pussy flutters to life, as if she knows she’s about to get some attention. Greedy little slut that she is. My heart isn’t happy, but I’ve already made my decision. Screw my heart, I need this.
Cash’s laughter tickles my shoulder, and my head tilts into his own when my legs grab his fingers as if holding him hostage.
“I see,” he says simply, before pressing one more kiss to my shoulder and then pulling me back from the wall. “I want you naked and on all fours…now,” he says in the demanding tone I like so much, earning him a desperate sound low in my throat.
The grown woman in me snaps to attention,he can’t talk to you like that.But the desire that is currently dripping down my leg tells a different story.We like when he talks to us like that, the greedy bitch reminds me.
Cash must see the war in my eyes because he just laughs again and walks to the door, sliding the lighting to a low flicker.
I blow out a relieved breath. Without the light, it’s almost impossible to see every crease in his face now, to study his every look, which will help keep my spiraling mind from picking apart every moment tonight.
In the dark, within the shadows, we skirt reality and I lose myself. I’m already teetering on the edge, and without the light, toeing the line feels like walking in the sun, a tingling burn setting me free.
Finally relaxing, I look around the room. There’s a bed against the wall with a mirror above it that has my thighs clenching, and in the corner, there is a dresser which appears to have several items sitting on it. Curious, I walk over and peruse the choices.
Some things are so obvious that even I know what they are. A vibrator, a strap-on—holy shit, that thing is huge—different tassels and nipple clamps, and then there are things I cannot identify, and I’m pretty sure I want nowhere near my body.
“See anything you like?” Cash wonders aloud as he materializes beside me.
I bite my lip and peek at him peripherally, before picking up the tassel that I remember admiring on the waitresses in the club the first time I was here. She told me they didn’t hurt, and quite honestly, it feels just a teensy bit dirty but not to the level of, say, anal beads.
Cash appears excited at my choice, and I take that encouragement and run with it, turning toward him and letting him watch as I strip.
There’s power in the way he stares. As his jaw clenches when my top drops to the floor and he finds that I’m not wearing a bra. At the way he licks his lips as he gazes down at my pert nipples and adjusts his pants when I allow my fingers to drift over one, and my own head falls back as the pulsing pleasure shoots through me.
“Fuck, Grace, you’re so goddamn beautiful,” Cash says in a low gravelly voice, after clearing his throat.
