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SEVEN
CASH
Ihung up my phone, pocketed it, and walked over to where Skye was kneeling by the fireplace in my apartment. She was struggling to light it, and I found her naivety so charming.
“My lawyer says the DNA test should be done by next week, and the clinic signed an NDA, so they won’t be able to leak the information to the rags before you find out.”
She glanced over at me and sighed in relief. “That’s good. One thing off my mind, at least.” She turned back to the fireplace. “How do I turn this on?” She tapped the glass with her fingernail, staring hopelessly at it, making me laugh.
I turned back to the couch and grabbed the remote off the arm. The fire burst to life with a click, and she leaned back on her hands contently. “That’s better.”
I set the remote down and walked over to her. “Were you cold?”
“It’s not as cold as home, that’s for sure. But it’s chilly.”
I returned to the couch, pulling a throw blanket from its decorative spot before walking back over to her and draping it over her shoulders. “Better?”
She nodded with a soft smile that quickly vanished as she chewed her lip. This was something I noticed she did when she was nervous. Given she was the one who brought it up, there was no better time to suggest the thing that had been on my mind since … Well, since I met her.
I wanted to ask her to live with me, but I hadn’t worked up the courage yet, so I forced myself while we were on the topic. I lowered myself onto the rug beside her. “I’ve been thinking maybe you should stay longer than a week.”
Her head whipped toward me. “Like two?”
I laughed. “No.” I reached out, touching my fingers to her warm skin. “As long as you’d like.”
Her eyes widened as she processed my request, her gaze flicking to where my hand sat before jumping back to my face. “You mean live with you?”
“I want to take care of you, Skye. I know it’s crazy, but—”
She cut me off before I could say what I’d been mulling over since the first minute I laid eyes on her. “If I can guess where you’re going with this,” she said slowly, chewing on her bottom lip again, “I feel it too.”
Suddenly, there was no need for words as I moved, the hand on her thigh remaining firm and pulling her toward me. The other cupped her face, dragging her lips to mine as she gasped into my mouth, opened to me. A growl escaped as my tongue twisted along hers, basking in the flavor of cinnamon and honeydew.
Something primal awoke inside me. All this time, I’d been fighting the urge, giving into it only in small pockets where taking care of her seemed appropriate … But now, as her tongue swept along mine, teasing the roof of my mouth and urging a steel-like hardness to come alive in my pants, I couldn’t hold it back anymore. She would be mine, and I intended to claim her tonight.
The hand on her thigh moved to the waistband of her jean shorts. My finger slipped underneath, and I used it as a rein to pull her in. She gasped in delight as I settled her in my lap, yanking the button open so fast. I barely registered the soft pings as the button bounced across my hardwood floor.
Her hands moved with mine, pushing my T-shirt up my chest and letting her fingers drag through the hairs. Her nails scratched delightfully over my tattoos, sending a shiver down my spine right to my cock.
I rocked upward, letting my bulge brush against her heat. She cooed, rolling her hips against mine.
“I need you, Cash. Please … I’m so hungry for more.”
In response, I flipped us over, lying her back on the rug. My hands worked her shirt up over her breasts, revealing she was braless while she basked in the comfort of my home. I growled at the site of her firm globes that fell with abandon once freed.
“Sorry,” she mumbled, covering them quickly and misinterpreting the sound of my appreciation. “I’ve grown a size, it would seem, and nothing fits anymore. I spill out no matter what I wear.”
Grabbing her hands, I pinned them above her head before smiling. “No, they’re fucking perfect, and I never want you to cover them again. You wanna go braless? For all I care, you can go shirtless when we’re here.”
To prove my point, I released her wrists to press them together and lavished attention on the first nipple. She moaned loudly, and her back arched as I tweaked it with my teeth. She was putty under my fingers, and I was the Renaissance master bringing her to life.
“Oh, fuck, that feels amazing.”
With a grin, I peppered more attention to the second one while teasing the first with my fingers. I could see how sensitive they were as she moaned and writhed, her hips bucking up against mine.
Keeping up my ministrations, I let one hand slide down the length of her body along the lacy thong she wore. Feeling the wetness of her seam against my fingertips, I smirked in pleasure. Oh yeah, she liked that. Could I make her come with just her tits? Testing my theory, I moved between them, working her into a frenzy.
“Oh yes, Cash! Don’t stop … Oh, God.”
