Page 37 of Ariana's Hero


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I pout at him. “But I’ve been fantasizing about thisfor years, too.”

“Fuck, Ari.” Cash yanks off his shirt and lifts me into his arms.

One hand cups my ass, the other supporting my back, and he’s at the bed in seconds. Laying me down, he grits out, “You are so fucking incredible. Everything about you. I don’t know why I waited this long.”

Splayed out like this beneath him, I don’t feel the slightest bit of self-consciousness. It’s impossible, the way his eyes are constantly moving across my body, not just looking, but worshiping.

And Cash—he’s all that I dreamed about and more. Muscles everywhere, not bulging, but perfect planes and edges, his skin all golden and flexing and his abs—

“God, Cash,” I gasp as he kisses his way up my stomach. “I knew you were hot. But this—it’s way beyond that.”

He lifts his head, giving me a cocky little grin. “I’m hot, huh?”

“Shut up,” I tell him, smiling as I kiss him. “You know you are.”

We keep kissing as Cash lowers himself over me, bracing his weight with one arm. I thrust my hips up to meet his, notching his length into the apex of my thighs. He slips inside just the slightest bit—even though it’s been a long time, I’m so wet and ready he could fill me without any resistance.

Cash drags his mouth from mine. “Are you sure? I was going to take my time with you.”

“I’m sure.” And I grab his hips and pull them down to mine.

He sinks in to the hilt, thick and long, and I’m so full, but it’s perfect.

Cash grimaces, his brows pulling into a V. “God, Ari, did I hurt you?”

“No.” I give my hips an experimental thrust, and he twitches inside me. “This is perfect.”

“I guess you really don’t want slow,” he grits out, still holding himself still above me. “But I’m not—I’m not wearing—”

“I’m protected,” I tell him. “It’s been years. And I’m clean.”

“Same.” Cash sucks on my lower lip, nipping it lightly. “You’re okay with this, then?”

Thrusting against him again, I say, “I trust you more than anyone. And this time, I don’t want slow. That can be next time.”

Features tight and gaze filled with desire, Cash raises himself up and plunges deep, groaning with satisfaction. He loops my legs over his shoulders and cants my hips; the angle allowing him to fill more completely.

All hesitations tossed aside, we come together over and over, faster and harder. Whimpers and moans fall out of me, desperate pleas formore,faster,again.

The drag of him inside me, his hands on my skin, his mouth devouring me—I’m aching, the pressure, the sensations building, it’s incredible—

And then he presses against my sensitive bud and thrusts deep, and I explodearound him.

As my walls clutch at him, fluttering, squeezing, Cash follows me over the edge, pulsing and jerking inside me, his heat filling me in an experience I’ve never had before.

Only Cash. He’s the only one I’d trust enough for this.

Rolling over so I’m draped across his chest, Cash still inside me, he presses soft kisses to the top of my head. “This was perfect,” he murmurs. “You’re perfect.”

Chapter 12

CASH

I just have to get through this, and I can go home to Ari.

This last appointment has been looming all day, and I’m dreading it. Each time I looked at my calendar, the little reminder—meet with Brett—added another pound of dread to my shoulders.

But no matter how badly this goes, I still get to see Ari. I’ve been telling myself that all day. Once I leave here, I’ll go pick up Ari from work—mygirlfriend, I still can’t believe it—and we’ll have the rest of the night to relax.

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