Page 5 of Cash

EVIE

As she followed the insanely attractive hockey player to the elevator, Evie checked in with herself. She hadn’t done the one-night stand thing in years. She’d been in one serious relationship since college, they had even been engaged. She’d broken it off last year because she didn't want what he had to offer. Bryan offered the life her parents had, one full of country clubs and privilege, but she wasn’t interested. She hadn't quite figured out what she wanted yet, but with her thirtieth birthday coming up in six months, she felt that she needed to shake things up and step out of her comfort zone. And a one-night stand with the hottest hockey player she’d ever seen felt like a good first step.

The door of the elevator slid open, and she followed him in. After hitting the button, he turned to face her, and the hunger in his eyes shot straight to her core.

"You sure you want to do this?" he asked, seeming to sense her apprehension.

Shereallywanted to do this, and the look he had just given her solidified that choice. With a nod of her head, his hands slid around her waist and pulled her against him as he walked her backwards. Her back hit the back wall of the elevator and he pressed into her.

"Good," he growled in her ear and then let his tongue trace her earlobe before sinking in his teeth. She couldn't stop the gasp that escaped her mouth if she tried. With that sound he ground his already hard cock into her soft belly, and she was fucking done for.

The elevator came to a stop and the door slid open. Cash took her by the hand and led her to the end of the hallway.

He unlocked the door and gestured with his head for her to go in before following behind her.

"Ground rules," he growled out as he kicked the door shut behind him. "We’re tested by the organization regularly, so I’m good there. This is a one-night thing. You tell me what you like, and I’ll rock your fucking world, but no kissing on the mouth."

She wasn't expecting that, but she liked how straight forward he was. "Alright, I've been tested too and I'm yours tonight. My only rule is no butt stuff,” she said, trying to sound like she actually knew what she was doing. It’s not that she was opposed to butt stuff…she just felt like she could contribute a rule to make it seem like she wasn’t totally out of her element here in the land of one-night stands.

"Done," he said with a look that had her questioning all her previous life choices. She had never been this turned on in her entire life. He sat on the bed and reached for her hand, pulling her over between his legs. "This is going to be fun," he said as he ran his hands all over the curves of her body. "Turn around."

She turned and his nimble fingers found the zipper of her dress. Slowly, he pulled it down, kissing each bit of newly exposed skin. He stood up and slipped the dress off her shoulder and it pooled at the floor by her feet. She was silently thanking her lucky stars she decided not to wear shape wear tonight. Although this was an unexpected turn for her, she at least had on a matching black bra and panties.

When she glanced back at him, he was devouring her with his eyes.

"Damn, Evie. You’re so fucking beautiful." He pulled her close and kissed her neck and shoulders, setting her on fire. His hands undid the clasp of her bra while his mouth never left her neck and shoulders. Once he had it all the way off, his touch roamed all over her.

He groaned as he palmed her breast, seeming quite pleased that they overflowed his big, calloused hands. He lowered his mouth and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth and her knees nearly buckled with desire.

Sensing her need, he turned them and pushed her down on the bed. She easily fell back. While she was no virgin, she’d never experienced anything quite this hot in her entire life. Before she knew what was happening Cash was kneeling between her legs, pulling at her underwear. She shifted her weight, and he slid her underwear down her legs.

He pushed her legs wide and groaned with approval. "This is going to be fun," he said as he slid his finger along her seam. Even the slightest touch of his fingers there drove her crazy. Her body shook with anticipation.

He dipped his finger inside of her. "Fuck," he groaned out and dipped his head to kiss her inner thigh. The scratch of his beard as he kissed her there lit her up. "You’re so fucking wet already."

He traced his finger up to her clit and made a slow deliberate circle around it. She could already feel her release starting to coil deep inside of her. His finger slid lower until it slipped inside of her. The moment his tongue found her clit she let out a loud moan, and a second finger joined the finger that pumped in and out.

He continued to lick her and work her. She propped herself up on her elbows, wanting to watch him work. She could only see his eyes over the mound of her belly, but when his eyes connected with hers, he cocked an eyebrow and lightly sucked her clit into his mouth. She moaned even louder and rocked her hips into his face. His free hand came up to her breast and plucked the nipple as he sucked her with a bit more pressure.

She fell back, losing herself to the pleasure building inside. He started working her harder now. His fingers worked in and out until they found that spot in her that made her convulse.

"Fuck," she rasped out. He growled in approval and pinched her nipple with a little more force. Fuck. He was good at this. He worked that spot inside of her, licked her clit, and pinched her nipple and she started to lose herself. Her breathing turned into little pants between moans, and she needed more. She needed him.

"More," she moaned, grinding against his face harder. She was so close her body was shaking. Once the word was out of her mouth, he knew what to do. He kept working her, but then he sucked her clit into his mouth harder than he had before, and that was it. Her whole body convulsed, and her legs squeezed around his head and hands, but he just kept giving her what she needed as she lost herself in her release. Her body convulsing in wave after wave of pleasure, making her arch her back completely off the bed.

"Holy Fuck," she said as she pushed his head away and her body fell slack on the bed. "That was incredible," she panted. The orgasm was like nothing she had ever experienced. She did not know it could feel that way.

Cash stood up, and much to her surprise, he was still completely dressed. He wiped his mouth and just like that she was ready for more. He started to unbutton his dress shirt and toed out of his shoes. After what he had just done for her, she was ready to get on her knees for this man in front of her and that's just what she did.

Evie dropped to her knees and started to undo his pants.

"Fuck, yeah," he said as he shrugged off his shirt. By the time he had his shirt off she had his pants undone and was reaching in his boxer briefs to pull out his erect cock. Once she had it out, she stopped to admire it. She’d previously thought if you’ve seen one hard cock, you've seen them all, but his was perfect. She didn't even know such a thing as a perfect dick existed, but it sure did, and she was looking at it. Giving blow jobs was always about giving pleasure, but she was pretty sure she was going to enjoy this one.

She looked up at him. He was perfection. His body was big and muscular and had scars and tattoos she wanted to know about, but that’s not what tonight was about. She wrapped her hands around it and traced the head over her lips.

"Fuck, Evie." His hand came to her head, but he just cradled it.

Then she traced her tongue along the underside and sucked the head of it into her mouth. The salty taste of pre cum on her lips spurred her on to take in a little more of him. She took as much of him as she could until he hit the back of her throat. Her eyes watered while he let out a groan.

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