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It’s no less electric than the other times.
I throw my leg over him, straddling my cowboy. “I want you, Cash. I want everything you have to give.”
He laughs grimly. “After all the depressing shit I just told you?”
“It made you more human to me. You’re not this perfect being. You suffer and struggle too. And I want to be there to help you deal with those struggles.”
“As long as my tragedy isn’t what gets you hot and bothered...”
“You get me hot and bothered, Cash. And every bit I learn about you makes you seem more real, and now I want to experience that realness firsthand.”
He smiles and nods, so very appreciative of me. “Then I think it’s time that I properly make you mine, Cassie.”
“That’s what I’ve been waiting for, Cash. I think I’ve been waiting for it ever since you first walked up to me in the saloon. Or, well, my whole life, really… I’ve been waiting for you.”
“Does this mean you’re a virgin?”
I look down, fluttering my eyelashes self-consciously. “Is that okay?”
“Are you kidding?” He grins. “A horny virgin in my lap?”
“Horny for you, Cash. Only you.”
“For your first time, I’m going to be dedicated to making this memorable in more than one way, you know.”
“I never expected anything less, Cash.”
With me straddling him, he manages to stand up, showing off his impressive country boy strength. He hoists me through the home, carrying me off to his room, where a huge bed awaits and he drops us both down on it. We roll on it, laughing, but he stays on top.
He starts to unbutton his shirt. I hurriedly assist him, taking off the lower buttons as he snaps off the higher ones. I get a good feel of his bare chest, the combination of the firmness of his muscles and the softness of his skin. He’s no body builder, not in the slightest. But he’s fit, and the hair on his chest only appeals to me more. He’s a man’s man, not someone who’s going to cover himself with bronzer and flex onstage.
My blouse meets the same fate as his shirt. Gooseflesh forms all over me as he runs his hands over my bare skin, my anticipation for his touch growing more and more. His fingers are joined by his kisses, which are just as wonderful if not more so.
Lower down my body, he runs his hand between my legs, underneath my skirt, moving his hand over my panties. His touch, so close to my sex, leaves me panting and gasping for him, and he only lays his desires for me on thicker.
Even through the fabric, the feeling is so intense. He pushes me hard, and it’s better than anything I’ve done by myself. His kisses keep going lower and lower, and it doesn’t take a genius to figure out where he’s going. He wants to lay into me thick and heavy. Even as his fingers infiltrate my panties to get at my bare flesh, I know there’s more that he could do to me.
I’m pushing my panties down into his face as he laughs and decides to just do the job for me, taking them the rest of the way down and exposing my sex to him wholly. Wanting absolutely nothing to be in between us, I unhook my skirt and toss it away, leaving only desire in the space between his body and mine.
Cash looks over me and takes in my presence, groaning happily at what he sees. “You really know how to show a man exactly what he wants to see, don’t you?”
“This is what I want, Cash. That it’s what you want too is wonderful.”
“I’m going to show you what I want, Cassie. I want you, nothing more, nothing less.”
With nothing to stop him, he drops to his knees in front of the bed, pulling me closer, that clean-shaven face of his rubbing against my thighs as he leans in and kisses me on the clit. The sudden surge of delight that follows fills me with such joy that I can’t help but shout out to him in absolute glee at what he’s doing to me.
It’s only the beginning. Cash’s tongue gets to work in exploring my womanhood, sliding up and down and slurping up juices almost quicker than my body can produce them. His hands massage my thighs as they join in on the fun of pleasing me, the combination of the pressure and warmth he’s showing me oh so wonderful and impressive, and he’s oh so good at showing me what I’ve been missing as I resisted sex. It’s so clear to me that none of the guys before him would have been anywhere near as good as him, though, so maybe I wasn’t missing anything, just waiting for him.
He lays on the love, building such intensity inside me as I toss and turn on the bed, letting him work his magic. The waves inside me roll gently at first, with sudden yet pleasurable disturbances washing over me again and again. I cry out for him, and relish every little bit of this moment. Cash only smiles, and continues to lay it on thick and steady, making sure that he squeezes every little bit of pleasure out of me, so absolutely dedicated to making me scream and squirm.
He sucks on my clit, massages me hard and steady. It’s all coming together faster and faster. I’m trembling with need, my legs crossing around his head as I desperately try to hang on and relish every little bit of this madness and intensity he’s inflicting on me.
It’s not long until my virgin body just can’t take it anymore and I’m singing for him at the top of my lungs as the waves turn from gentle into full-on continuous tsunamis, utterly ravaging me as I cry out for him, just as he wants me to do.
And I can’t help but fall flat, lying there and letting the utter bliss wash over me. I’m smiling, happier than at any moment I’ve experienced before. It’s so absolutely serene.
Seeing Cash stand up and remove his belt, I’m struck with an awareness that we’re not done. Oh no. I’m still technically a virgin right now, and Cash? Cash wants to take care of that problem for me.
