Page 29 of Cash

He lowered his head to her breast and licked where her nipple pebbled under the surface. She hissed and writhed under his touch. This was too much fun. He would have to figure out what was going on with her later, because right now he needed his dick buried deep inside of her.

He ran his hand up the inside of her leg and ground the heel of his palm into her core.

"Fuck, Cash," she said on a needy breath.

That was all it took. The little restraint he was holding onto broke. He needed her. He needed to be inside of her. He moved to try and slip his hand into her pants, but these leggings were too tight.

"Damn, you have too many clothes," he said, pulling at the snug leggings.

She stood and started peeling the offensive garment down. Once she had them over her hips, he spun her around and bent her over the desk. He pulled out a condom from his wallet and wiggled the leggings down around her knees.

"Fuck, you’re perfect." He ran his fingers up her seam that was already wet and glistening. As he slipped a finger in, she rocked back against him.

"You like that?" he asked as he used his other hand to smack her perfect, round ass. He loved the way it rippled, but there was nothing he didn't love about this woman. And right now, looking at her bent over a desk with her pants around her knees had him just about ready to finish in his own pants. No one had ever gotten him worked up quite the way she did.

He pulled his fingers out and started to work circles over her clit and she moaned. He covered her mouth with his other hand.

"You get much louder and someone’ll hear," he said. She bit his finger, and he was just about to explode. He needed to be inside of her, but he needed her to come first. Taking the hand from her mouth, he pulled back to look at her. Using both hands he held her open and ran his tongue along her wet, swollen core. Her breath caught as she stifled a moan, and he got to work licking her clit. When she started grinding on his face, he knew she was close. He wanted to taste her release. He sucked her clit into his mouth and that was all it took. She shook and pulsed.

Then he stood up, pushed down his pants, pulled out his cock, and rolled the condom down his length. He was in no mood to go slow; he wasn't even sure he could. She was still bent over the desk before him. Grabbing her hips with his hands he slammed into her.

"Fuck," he groaned out as he began to pump in and out of her with all his strength. The desk groaned beneath her, and a pencil cup clattered to the floor.

"Oh my god, Cash, oh my god," she moaned as she met him thrust for thrust.

He was so close, but he wanted her to come one more time.

He bent his head down close to her ear. "Come on, give me one more," he said, and he bit her earlobe.

"Oh, fuck," she groaned. After a few more thrusts he could feel her clench around him, and it was just in time. His cock pulsed and he filled the condom while buried deep inside of her. He collapsed onto her back and pressed kisses to her neck and shoulders.

Finally finding the strength, he got off her and took care of the condom. When he looked, she was already standing and situating her leggings.

"Well, that was fun," he said with a smirk tucking himself back into his pants. She just raised her eyebrow and nodded. Fuck. She was everything and she didn't even know it. He’d never felt like this about anyone before.

She bent over and picked up the pencil cup that had fallen to the floor and the sight of her ass bent over in those leggings made him want to do it all over again, but he couldn't do that if she wouldn't talk to him.

"Unblock me," he said, and he unlocked the door. She just looked at him and crossed her arms under her chest.

"Don't call me ice queen," she quipped back with a glare.

"Noted," he said with a nod. "I'll see you tomorrow."

He turned and left. He made his way to his truck without stopping to talk to anyone.

That woman made him crazy. She got under his skin like no one ever had. He couldn't figure her out. She was so hot and cold. He thought they were good, but then yesterday she had clearly been avoiding him. And while he would never complain about what had just happened in that office, he was aware that it had felt like hate fucking. But he wasn't above it; he would fuck her anyway he could.

He just wished he knew what happened that had made her change her mind. She had every right to change her mind about him, but the whiplash of figuring out where they stood was getting to him. He never cared about what someone thought about him before. She was so beautiful and classy and out of his league, but he just couldn't stay away. She was supposed to be a one-night stand, but he knew even then it was more.

He was lost in thought his whole way home. When he pulled into his garage, he expected to hear River like he had before, but the house was quiet. He was hungry and wanted to go out to dinner.

"River," he called out. "Wanna go grab a bite?"

Nothing. He went up to the guest room but found it empty. He went down to the movie room in the basement. It was empty too. Where could he be? He didn't even know anyone in the area.

He pulled out his phone.

Cash - Where are you? Wanna go get some food?

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