Page 67 of Cash

“Patience.”

Cash’s hands drop to slide their way to my slit. Sliding one finger inside my folds, he flicks my clit lightly. Using one hand to open me up, Cash uses the fingers on the other to play me like an instrument. I’m nearly unable to stand when Cash takes his hands away. It takes my brain a few beats to realize he’s moved away. Turning my head, I see Cash soaping up quickly.

“Let me,” I offer while turning to face him.

“Next time. I need you under me now, Livi.”

I don’t argue and turn to rinse. When we’re both clean of soap, Cash flips the water off, and we step out. I grab a towel, but Cash takes it from me. He makes quick work of semi-drying us off before again picking me up. Wrapping my limbs around him, we make our way to his bed. Cash comes down on top of me and places a knee between mine.

Leaning his head down, his lips find a nipple and suck hard. My back arches off the bed as my hands find his head. After a light bite to that nipple, Cash switches to the other. I’m writhing under him uncontrollably and touching everywhere I can. I’ve never responded like this before. I’ve never lost control or wanted someone this much. This is new territory for me, but I refuse to dwell on the why of it right now.

“I want to touch you,” I say on a moan.

“Need to be inside of you,” Cash answers immediately.

The words no more than leave his mouth and I feel his finger slide inside of my body. I buck up against his hand as he slides it back out and in again. Cash shifts his body and head enough to look down our bodies to where his finger is buried inside of me.

“Fuck yeah,” Cash says quietly while pumping slowly in and out of me.

“Cash, please.”

“Come on my hand, Livi.”

“I want you in me. Please.”

“Hand first. Then on my cock, Livi. Come.”

I feel a second finger join the one inside me and his thumb sliding against my clit. A few pumps later and my body explodes. Cash continues teasing me until my orgasm ends, and then slowly withdraws his hand. Leaning to the side, he opens a drawer on the nightstand and comes out with a condom. Shifting his body, Cash goes up on his knees between my thighs and rolls the condom down his length.

I watch in fascination and want. I’m still tingling from my orgasm, but I want him inside me more than anything I’ve ever wanted before. There’s no self-consciousness about lying completely naked and exposed to him. I feel wanted and safe. I feel powerful and equal. Somehow, I know that Cash wants me just as much. This isn’t a one-night stand. This is the start of us.

Cash sits back on his lower legs, fully sheathed and hard. He reaches under me, grasps my ass and pulls it into his lap. My lower half is tilted upwards and in the perfect position for him. Using his hands, he parts my folds and slips a finger back inside of me. Slowly, methodically, he pushes in deep and up. I feel it the second his finger brushes against my g-spot. I gasp in shock and pleasure while Cash grins. I can’t stop my body from grinding against his finger, and Cash responds immediately. His finger starts a circular motion while pulling slightly out and back in.

Already being sensitive from my first orgasm, this one crashes down on me fast and hard. Pushing the back of my head deep into the pillows, my body jerks hard. Faintly, I feel Cash move our bodies, but my mind is consumed with the waves of pleasure washing over me. Deep into this overwhelming feeling of bliss, I feel Cash’s cock push inside.

Curling himself over me, Cash pumps hard. I throw my arms around his neck and hold on tight. Cash’s mouth lands on my ear, and I hear his deep voice urging me on.

“Come on my cock, Liv. Do it,” Cash orders as he slams deep, time after time.

“Cash,” I whisper frantically.

Reaching down, Cash pulls one of my knees up and over his hip. Changing the angle of his body, he goes deeper than before. He cups my breast and pinches my nipple as he slams into me. He changes the pace of his strokes, does some circular motion, then slams deep over and over. Several minutes later, I’m mindless with need.

“Come on my cock,” Cash repeats.

My body goes stiff as another orgasm crashes over me. Cash instantly knows, and I feel the change in his rhythm. It’s wilder, and his breathing changes too. Another few strokes and Cash plants deep, going completely still. After a brief moment, he grinds hard against me. Switching to slow, easy glides, Cash’s body slowly relaxes as does mine. Pulling his head up, I meet his eyes before his mouth softly claims mine.

“Don’t move.”

Cash kisses me lightly before withdrawing from my body and exiting the bed. I watch him walk across the room and into the bathroom. I couldn’t have moved even if the house was on fire. My body feels like Jello, and I make no attempt to even reach for the sheets.

A moment later, Cash returns with a warm washcloth. The thought crosses my mind that I should protest what he’s about to do, but I don’t. I sense that taking care of me is important to him, so I lay still while he gently cleans me up. I’m still laying in the same position when Cash returns. Cash stretches out beside me and pulls me into his body. Wrapping an arm over his stomach, I cuddle close.

“You okay?” Cash asks quietly as he sifts his fingers through my hair.

“Yeah, I’m good.”

“Taking the time to get to know each other didn’t last long,” Cash says with a smile in his voice.

---