Page 110 of Resting Beach Face
But it was his playful grin that captured my attention.
“Who’s taking who here?”
I flushed. “Sorry.”
He smirked, spreading his legs in invitation. “No worries. I’m vers.” He paused. “Although, I did eat a rather large burrito.”
“Well, let’s not tempt fate, then.”
I opened my side table drawer to retrieve lube. Ace or not, I jerked off as much as the next guy and I had the supplies to make it more comfortable. I even used toys sometimes, though nothing like that gargantuan dildo Fisher had given Cash.
That thought made me pause.
“So, you’re vers, but do you have a preference?”
“Not really. I like it every which way, as long as I make my partner happy.”
“Good.” I tossed the lube onto the mattress and straddled his waist. “Because I want you inside me.”
He sucked in a breath. “Hell yeah, I want that too.”
“And all I had to eat was a salad,” I added.
He laughed. “I’ve never been so thankful for fresh greens.”
I hesitated. “Do we need a condom? I’ve been with no one but you since I tested two years ago, but…”
“A year for me,” he said. “I think we’re good, if you’re comfortable with that?”
“I trust you.”
“Good.” An evil grin spread across his face. “Now, back to the plan. I believe you wanted to see my take-charge side.”
He grabbed my waist and rolled. My back hit the mattress, pinned beneath him. He bent down to nuzzle my nose, thenbypassed my lips to press an open-mouthed kiss to the pulse point in my throat.
I drew a breath as his teeth scraped. At the same time, his hands explored, slipping down to tug at my nipples. I arched with a gasp.
“That’s it,” he murmured. “I’m going to touch you everywhere for as long as you let me.”
He worked his way down my body, teasing out sensitive spots with his fingers, lips, and tongue. My head spun, overtaken by the sparks he set off in nerve endings unused to the attention. I felt like a live wire, full of electricity and ready to blow a circuit.
Cash sank his mouth over my cock, making me groan. He took me deep, his mouth so wet and eager. There was no hesitance, no inhibition in this man.
He seemed like such an odd match for me, and yet…his boldness complemented my reserved nature. Lick by lick, suck by suck, he broke down my barriers until I was gripping his hair and ordering him to finger my ass.
Cash grabbed the lube, happy to give me what I wanted. More than happy.
A slick fingertip circled my rim, teasing, prodding, gently flicking until I couldn’t take it and shoved my hips down with a growl.
He sank his finger inside me, tearing a needy groan from me.
“Fuck yes,” he murmured. “You’ve got a gorgeous ass.”
I gave a ragged laugh. “I doubt that view is gorgeous.”
“You’d be wrong,” he said. “I’ve been admiring this ass for years, and seeing your hole wrapped around my finger only makes me want to bury my cock so fucking deep in you.”
Heat blazed through my whole body. “Jesus, Cash.”
