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Cash sits on the edge of the bed and pulls me down on top of him, wrapping me in his arms, our mouths devouring.

The way it feels to have this man hold me like this, hug me, caress me, kiss me like the world might end tomorrow, it’s like no affection I’ve ever known. I want to make him feel as adored as he’s made me feel.

“Lie back,” I whisper when he finally breaks the kiss. I move off of him to let him situate himself on the bed. He smiles when I crawl up to him, where he rests his head on the pillows, his arms behind his head. His thick cock pulses as I pepper his face with small, teasing kisses.

I let him watch me move slowly off him and straddle his hips. I make sure he sees me fit the head of his cock between my swollen lips, wetting it with my honey. Our eyes lock when I take him in, inch by heavy inch.

A full-body sigh escapes me as his shaft. I feel as if some part of me has been abandoned since the last moment we were joined—even though it was only moments ago. And now every cell and every fiber is reassured that this body and soul will get what it needs.

I feel Cash’s hooded eyes on me as I move, rocking my hips forward.

“Look at you. You’re beautiful, Caroline.”

My hands go to my breasts, squeezing, working over my nipples, driving me deeper into this ocean of pleasure.

We move together slowly, matching each other’s energy. On the porch? That was fucking. That was putting out a fire that was burning too hot, and it sure was fun. This is something else. This is the beginning of something bigger than both of us.

I should be scared, but I’m not.

ChapterSeventeen

Cash

She’s my angel,but she takes control and moves on me like a demon.

I have no fancy words to tell her what she means to me. No verbiage seems sufficient, and yet I have to say something.

“You’re fucking amazing, Caroline. What you do to me…”

A smile breaks over her face as she bears down, giving me everything she has. “You were still hard. I had to do something.”

I huff out a laugh. “As soon as I saw you didn’t even wear panties tonight, I knew once wouldn’t be enough.”

“You should talk, you little commando slut,” she says.

I rasp words that make her flutter around me: “My little cum whore…”

And somehow, she’s even wetter. “Oh god…Cash!” Caroline’s eyes roll back in her head as I reach between our bodies and work my thumb over her clit. She’s so close to falling apart now, her thighs tremble where they grip my middle. “So good!”

“That’s it, baby. Let me see you come on top of me. Shit, I need to kiss you again. I want to pull you down on top of me and taste your skin.”

With a shuddering cry, Caroline bends over me, pressing her hands on my chest. Her muscles ripple around me, her nails digging into my skin deliciously. She comes so beautifully; it’s more than I can take.

My orgasm slams into me, and I haul my Caroline down against my chest. I don’t even care that the sudden change of angle causes me to pull out, painting her flesh with my seed; I just need her closer.

We both tremble through the aftershocks, wrapped in each other, my hands fisting her hair, my mouth crushing hers.

My body won’t stop shaking as I hold her close, even after we’ve settled into each other’s arms. Her curves nestle perfectly against my contours. Sleep is only moments away, and still, I’m trembling.

It’s a bone-deep emotion that I can’t hold back any longer.

“I love you, Caroline.”

She lets out a little hum of satisfaction, but I feel her hesitating to say it.

But that’s okay. Caroline can take her time.

The trembling has stopped.

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