Page 43 of Unraveling Connections

Iknow that there is a very slim chance that Pete’s going to make it for a movie tonight and quite frankly I’m glad. It's easy to see how much being away from Elijah is wearing on him and I would much rather that they talk to each other than we watch a movie, most likely one that we have already watched multiple times.

“Il Mio Cuore,” Cash says as he walks into my room, “do you want some company?”

“Always,” I smile as I tap the bed next to me.

He wastes no time at all in coming over to the bed and settling down, lying so that his head is on my stomach. My fingers instantly start running through his hair, twisting it, and playing with it. I find it oddly calming.

“How did the call go?” I ask him, “Is everyone okay?”

Cash nods, “Yeah, they have had a few complications that mean it’s going to take longer than they expected, but they are all okay.”

“Good,” I reply with a smile, and then say, “poor Pete, he’s really struggling with Elijah being away for so long.”

“I know, but he’s on the phone with him now, and it’s looking like he’ll be able to talk to him fairly regularly for a while, Trick gave it the all clear, although he’s had to text Elijah that because he hung up and called Pete as soon as Trick said the briefing was over.”

I chuckle, “That’s pretty fucking cute.”

“Yeah, it was,” he agrees with a soft smile. “So, what are we watching?” he asks, staring up at me and looking ridiculously cute.

“Just one of my comfort shows,” I reply. “You know, the ones that we watch on repeat.”

His eyes study face closely as he smirks, one of his hands slowly moving up my leg, “So, you won’t mind if you miss some of it then?”

I grin, “Not at all.”

That is all the encouragement he needs as he flips himself over, and nips my leg, making me giggle and tug on his hair to bring him up so I can kiss him. Before he kisses me, he strips off his shirt and quickly kicks off his jeans before he tugs at my oversized sleep shirt, and I pull it off quickly. His eyes leave a heated trail over my now naked skin; the only thing left on is my underwear. His hands follow the trail of his eyes, and my back arches as his fingers brush against my nipples, making them pebble and my clit pulse.

Dropping his head down, he takes my nipple in his mouth, his hands gripping my waist, as my hands dive into his hair, and I let out a moan of pleasure as expertly swirls his tongue aroundmy nipple and sucks. Releasing my nipple with a pop, he kisses up my chest and neck before his lips meet mine in a firm kiss as one of his hands weaves into my hair, and the other gently trails down the valley between my boobs, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

My nails dig into his chest, making him nip my lip in retribution as his fingers move beneath my underwear, finding my clit and applying just the right amount of pressure that makes my hips buck. I feel him smirk against my lips, but as my hand dips beneath the band of his boxers and grips his dick holding it firmly as I move my hand, the smirk on his lips turns into a groan. I would feel smug about it, but his fingers are doing that magical curl thing that he is so fucking good at while the palm of his hand and my bucking hips provide just the right amount of pressure to have my orgasm building quickly. My hand moves quicker on Cash’s dick as I switch the rhythm occasionally, causing him to quietly groan in my ear.

With very little warning, my orgasm crashes through me, and before I’ve even had time to ride out the last of the waves of pleasure, he slams into me; my nails dig into his back, my back arching as I scream in pleasure, his pace demanding another orgasm from me, who am I to deny? My second orgasm doesn’t even build as it hits me with wave after wave of such intense pleasure that I am sure I briefly leave my body at some point.

His movements pick up, and I flip him so I’m on top, his eyes hooded with desire as he watches me grind down on him, as I switch between slow and then moving quicker, his hands grip my hips tightly, before one of them moves to my boob, he massages it, his finger pinching my nipple and rolling it between his fingers, before he switches positions and sits up, one arm going around meand holding me to him tightly, as we continue to move. His face dips to my nipple, and his tongue swirling around it in the most delicious way.

My hands weave into his hair, pulling him away so I can kiss him. Our tongues dance as our hips move in sync, Cash increases the pace, and the pleasure intensifies as he growls his release, slowing his movements as he kisses me slowly.

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Cash

Stroking Runa I watch as Ever get dressed, and ask, “Are you going to check the horses?”

She glances over at me and smiles, “Sorry I didn’t mean to wake you, and how did you know?”

I chuckle, “You didn’t, Runa head-butted me for cuddles, she obviously decided that you got up too soon and thought she would wake me up. I have to say I agree with her.”

Ever grins as she comes back over to the bed and strokes Runa before leaning over and giving me a kiss.

“As much as I’d like to come back to bed, I need to go and check on Tank and do all of that stuff,” she says.

I nod, and tease, “I know, a guy can dream. Go, have fun.”

She kisses me once more and then practically skips out of the door, making me chuckle as she runs straight into Rage, who catches her before she hits the floor.

“Careful, Puddin’,” he says affectionately.

“Your fault,” she retorts, and then carries on down the hallway.

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