"How's your mom going to handle that one?" he asked.
"I don't care. She can just deal. I'm with you now."
"Are you? You are finally ready to admit there is nothing fake about this and you're mine."
"If you'll have me, I'm ready for all of that."
"Oh, baby girl, you already have me breaking all my old rules." he said with a slight growl in his voice as his eyes raked over what was his.
“Let’s just throw out the rule book and make our own.”
“I like the sound of that,” he said as he traced her jaw. “I’ll break all my rules if it means I can be with you. Don’t worry, I won’t break your rule.”
“My rule?” she asked like she didn’t know what he was talking about.
“Yeah, your rule.”
It was apparently her part of the date to have no clue what he was talking about.
“That night in the hotel, you said no butt stuff,” he reminded her.
“Oh,” she said in an almost surprised tone. “I made up that rule. I just felt like I should have something to add. I’ve never done anything like that, but I’m not opposed.”
“Oh.” The only word his brain would find. Lust was filling all his senses, leaving him a horny caveman ready to claim his woman.
He was only vaguely aware of the waitress, because he was not taking his eyes off her.
"I think we’re ready for the check," Evie said, her gaze locked with his.
It was fucking on as soon as he got her home.
29
EVIE
Somehow, they managed to get settled up at the restaurant and into his truck. Evie wasn't quite sure how, the look on his face and the way he was absolutely devouring her made everything else in the world fall away. The only thing that existed in this moment was her and Cash.
The wheel of his truck screeched a little as he pulled into her driveway. Before she knew it, she was on the porch unlocking her door with his arms around her waist and his lips on her neck. She managed to get the door open, and Cash was ushering them into her house, kicking the door shut behind him.
She turned in his grasp and he pulled his mouth off of her long enough to pull her dress over her head. She took the opportunity to pull his shirt off him as well.
"Are you going to eat me on the stairs again?" she asked. His mouth was back on her neck and his hands were running all over her.
"No, I'm going to fuck you. Right now. I can't wait another minute to be in you."
And just like that he walked her into the living room and bent her over the couch. And fuck, she was on fire. He ran one hand down her back while the other fisted in her hair. The hand that had been tracing down her back traced over her ass before it found her core and she was dripping wet for him.
She moaned as his fingers plunged deep inside of her, then him felt him shift behind her and drop to his knees. Next thing she knew the flat of his tongue was licking her sex while his fingers were working in and out of her.
"Oh my god, Cash," she cried out. Much to her satisfying surprise his hand came down with a loud smack on her ass. The sharp pain and the tingle along with the pleasure of his fingers and tongue was too much, she couldn't stand it. The pleasure was building, and she needed a release, but he wasn't letting her have it.
Another loud smack rang out, but this time he rubbed the sting afterward. While he was doing that, he sucked her clit into his mouth and that was it. She screamed his name and was thankful to be hanging over the couch because the pleasure was so intense, she wouldn't have been able to support any of her weight.
Before she even had a chance to recover, she heard the rip of the packet and then she felt Cash plunge his hard cock deep inside of her.
"Oh fuck," he groaned as he bottomed out deep inside of her. He pulled out until just his tip remained then and plunged back fully inside of her. "I've missed this perfect pussy, Evie. Don't take it away from me again. I don't know how I would survive."
He gave a few gentle thrusts before gripping her ass, then he started fucking her hard. He was everything. She couldn’t think about anything besides Cash Hawthorne, and that's how she wanted it.