Page 33 of Make Me Feel Again

“Don’t you fucking dare give me that ‘it’s for charity bullshit.’” She laughs. “Ahh, you really are a piece of shit.”

“Rylee,” I bellow. “Bridget asked me, I said no, but everyone thinks I’m single.” Technically, I am, but I don’t treat myself as if I’m single because there’s only one woman for me.

“Well, you are. So, you can leave now.”

“I think we know that’s a lie.” Her teary eyes find mine, softening.

“You are single. Go on your date, Cash, see if I care.” Her voice breaks as she walks away from me, but I storm up to her, grab her arm, and spin her to me.

“Let go of me.” She tries to yank her arm out of my hold, but I keep a tight grip.

“No. I will never let go of you.” I bring my lips down to her ear. “You’re mine, whether you have chosen to accept that or not. I have accepted it for the both of us, and that isn’t changing. Not in this fucking lifetime.” A sob leaves her lips.

“I had chosen to accept it. Tonight, I chose to, after what we did. I knew that was it, I was a goner for you.” She pulls her arm out of my hold. “You know how much it took for me and yet you go and throw it down the drain by putting yourself forward to go on a date with your fucking ex.”

“I did—”

“Cut the fucking excuses.” She tries to sound angry, but her voice keeps breaking on sobs. I know tonight must have been hard for her, not just the auction but what we did in the conference room. I didn’t want things to go down the way they did, but I was too far gone once I saw another man’s hands on her. “Have fun in the cabin with Miley,” she spits before stalking to her room.

I chuckle. Seeing Rylee jealous, I won’t lie, makes me hard. Knowing this is riling her up because she thinks I’m going to that cabin with anyone other than her is fucking comical. I’ll drag her there if I have to, but to clear it up, I will let her know exactly who I’m taking there. I stalk behind her.

“Go home, Cash. I need to have a shower and go to bed. I’ve had enough tonight.”

I walk up behind her, wrapping my hand around her waist, and goose bumps rise on her arms. Her breath hitches as I bring my hand up her chest and grip her throat. She brings her hand to mine and tries prying my fingers away.

“Cash,” she breathes out.

My lips skim her ear as I whisper, “Picture this . . .” I pause, running my other hand up and down her hip. “You arrive at the cabin. It’s better than the pictures, it’s stunning, huge. You look around and fall in love with it. You go out on the balcony, the crisp air touches your skin, causing you to shiver, you can smell the pine trees and hear the birds chirping. It tastes like freedom. You glance down, and overlooking the stunning lake is a hot tub. It’s bubbling, the steam warming your skin. The setting sun creates an orange tint on the world, it’s almost perfect.” I bring my hand around to the front of her dress, caressing her thigh.

“You strip down to nothing. No one is around, just us.” I slink my hand beneath her dress, and her breath hitches as I get closer to the apex of her thigh.

“You place one leg into the hot, steaming water and all your troubles wash away. You stare out to the sunset, then a hand grasps your leg, and you’re pushed forward to the edge of the hot tub. My hard dick glides between your ass cheeks.” I grind her ass so she can feel how hard I am. “I tell you to watch the sunset and then slam my dick inside you. In and out.” I collect my leftover cum from her entrance, rub over her folds, then push two fingers into her pussy. “You feel on top of the world,” I say as she moans out, her head falling back as her mouth opens.

“I push my dick so far inside you, harder, faster. My fingers graze over your slit, causing a sensation to build in the pit of your stomach.” Her moans get louder as my thumb rubs her clit. “Then I whisper I want you coming on my dick, and I want you to see stars. I graze your clit one more time as I pull your hair, and the scream causes the birds to fly from the trees. You open your eyes to the sky and all you see are stars.”

Rylee moans, her pussy squeezing my fingers as she comes. “Fuck, Cash.”

“Keep your fucking eyes closed. I want you to stay in that moment, looking up at the stars while you come down. I haven’t finished with you yet, though; I drag you out of the hot tub and into the cabin.” I lead her into her bathroom, unzipping her dress as we walk. When we stop in the bathroom, her dress drops to a pile at her feet. I unclasp her bra and slide her panties down. Her breaths come out in pants.

“Cash.”

“I drag you to the bathroom. The stunning waterfall shower with black marble walls is in front of you. Candles surround the bathroom, it’s like something off a film. I bring you to the middle of the shower.” I lead her into the walk-in shower. “And I tell you to get on your knees.” She drops to her knees in the shower, her eyes still closed. Her chest heaves, and her nipples are peaked. I strip out of my suit in record time and step in front of her. My dick as hard as rock. Her breath hitches when I shut the shower door, but she remains on her knees, her hands out in front of her resting on her legs. I touch her lips. She flinches but opens slightly, then I slide my fingers that were in her pussy into her mouth, pushing them to the back of her throat, and it contracts around my fingers as she gags. I pull them out and hold my dick in my hand, giving myself a few slow strokes.

“I tell you, you have never looked so beautiful on your knees before, lips red and plump, nipples begging to be pinched.” My hand cups her tit, then I pinch her nipples, and she hisses. “I grab your hair from the back and pull your head back, and the water trickles down your body from the showerhead.” I turn Rylee’s shower on, and the water runs down her body, and she shudders.

“I then tell you to open up so I can push my hard dick into your mouth so you can finish me off.” I wrench Rylee’s head back by her hair, and the water hits her neck and flows down her tits. She opens her mouth as I smile. “Such a good girl you are for me, Ry.” She keeps her mouth open, and a small moan comes from her throat. I slam my dick into her mouth, and it hits the back of her throat, and she gags before finding her rhythm. She bobs up and down as I watch in amazement; she’s fucking perfect. I want to take a picture of this so I never forget it, even though I won’t because I will make sure she’s like this every week for the rest of our fucking lives.

“I want you to go faster, so I grab either side of your head, wrapping my hands in your hair as I fuck your face.” I smile, Rylee knows what’s coming next. I do exactly what I said and face-fuck her, and the water now hits her face. She chokes on my dick and the water, but I’m close, so I don’t give a shit, she can take it. “I tell you how good you take my dick and I want you to swallow every drop of my cum when I come down your throat.” I moan and pick up speed.

She pushes on my legs as the water flooding her face becomes too much, so I slide her back out of the water and continue to fuck her throat. “I’m close,” I grit out. I pump two more times and then spill my seed into her mouth. I groan; her mouth is fucking perfect. I pump slowly, and her lips wrap around the head of my dick to suck me clean of any cum. I let go of her hair and bring my hands to her face.

“Open your eyes,” I whisper. Her eyes flutter open as tears escape them. I was rough, but I don’t care, I needed her to know how much it’s her—only her. Her chest heaves as her swollen lips open slightly and she stares up at me.

I cup her cheeks.

“When I bid on that cabin, I pictured all of that, and I only pictured it with you.”

Chapter twenty-nine

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