I pull back, then drive into her again, deeper than fucking ever. She clenches in answer, her * gripping my cock from the inside out.
Yeah, baby. Like that. There is nothing more important tonight than her * swallowing my cock, her wrists trapped beneath my hands, her body grinding eagerly against mine.
I release her hands now, needing to touch her more, but Savy takes the chance to sit up, pushing me back so she’s in my lap now, grinding against my cock. Fucking hell. Her head is thrown back, her bare tits bounce as she thrusts up against me, giving as good as she gets. Every new thrust takes me closer to the edge, fuck, she feels so good, but I’m not about to let her take the lead on this, not when I’ve been fantasizing for days about giving it to her good.
I shove her down again, and push her legs up around her ears. Now, I’m plunging even deeper, and yeah, she can feel that all the way to her G-spot. Her eyes roll back, and her moans turn frenzied. Desperate.
“Oh God, Cash,” she whimpers. “Right there. Don’t stop. Please, right there.”
My fucking pleasure.
I thrust fast, and fucking relentless. The universe contracts to the tight grip of her *, and the sexy whimpers slipping from her lips. I pound her deep and hard, the way she needs it. The way she’s begging with every moan. Then her pupils dilate, her whole body contracts around me, and then suddenly she explodes in a frenzy of wild convulsions.
Her * clenches around me, driving me way past control. I could come right now, deep in her heat, but something primal takes me over.
She’s mine, dammit, and I want to brand her.
I pull out and yank off the condom, fisting my cock in a sharp jerk. It doesn’t take much, just the sight of her still panting her climax is enough to make me lose my mind. I come, spurting in a hot arc over her glorious tits and belly, until she’s covered in my cum.
Marked.
Mine.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Savannah
Letting Cash into my apartment is one of the scariest things I’ve ever done. My apartment has always been my space, my refuge against the world. But as I fumble with the keys, feeling Cash behind me, I can’t help feeling nervous. I find the right key and jam it in the lock. Hopefully, Mrs. Carson doesn’t have a heart attack. A new man two nights in a row—the horror.
Placing a hand on the small of my back, Cash guides me into my apartment. The roof top is catching up with me. What did I just do? And is it bad that I want to do it again?
“Well, this is it.” I drop my keys on the side board, not even bothering to retrieve them when they fall to the floor. I’ve just had the best fucking orgasm of my life, and all I want right now is round two.
Touching a finger to my forehead, he smooths out the creases I wasn’t even aware were there. “You have that look that says you’re preparing to run away, I should warn you, when I catch you, I bite.”
He kisses me, and my brain stops running over the millions of questions in my mind. His tongue traces my lips, and I open my mouth and just give in. This is happening because I want it to happen.
He tastes like mint and whiskey, and if I had to taste one thing for the rest of my life I wouldn’t mind this at all.
I’m not prepared for him to pull away. When he does, I lean toward him, searching for more. Wanting more.
“Still thinking too much?” he asks.
“Maybe a little?” If it gets me more kisses like those, then yes, I am absolutely over thinking. The truth is, however, there’s not a thought beyond Cash running through my brain. That, and the quickest way to get him naked and horizontal.
He rains down kisses on my cheeks. “Stop planning.” His lips press briefly against my lips, but move on before I can stop him for more. “Stop worrying.” He sucks gently on my pulse in my neck, and I’m wet all over again. “Just come with me.”
“Didn’t we already do that?”
He chuckles low in his throat and lets my hands wander down his back. His muscles are taut under my fingers, and I want nothing more than to peel his shirt off and investigate for myself. Catching my hands before they can find his fine piece of ass, he holds me still. “I’m all yours.”
He leans and kisses me slowly, tracing my lower lip with his tongue. He deepens the kiss, claiming my mouth with his tongue. It’s just me, and if there’s one thing I know about Cash he’s true to his word. I nibble on his bottom lip and he releases my hands. I give his ass a good grab. Most definitely need to get him out of his pants.
I can’t let him know how much he has me. “The question is, can you repeat yourself?”
“Oh, I think I can even outdo myself,” he says with an evil grin. I’ll be the judge of that, and I may need to be shown those moves more than once.
I back up, drawing him down the hallway to my bedroom.