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Throwing caution to the wind, I said the most reckless thing that I could ever think of saying in all my adulthood life. “I heard a woman’s voice, got jealous, then remembered that you were gay,” I answered honestly.

Cash took two steps towards me, forcing me to have to crane my neck to maintain eye contact, and said, “I’m not gay, Vivian.”

“I know,” I mouthed, my mouth suddenly dry.

He reached up, and his hand was warm against my skin as his fingers curled around the side of my neck. “I’m not gay, baby.”

“I…” I had to clear my throat. “I know,” I repeated.

His other hand landed on my hip as he said, “Let me show you just how gay I’m not.”

Chapter 5

Vivian~

With absolutely no shame, I ran my hands up Cash’s hard chest, secured them around his neck, then went in for the kill. I didn’t care that I might be coming off as a little aggressive, either. I’d had a thing for this gay-not-gay man for flippin’ years, and I was not going to let common sense, professionalism, or our fight ruin this for me.

As soon as his tongue slid into my mouth, I let out a throaty moan, and I could feel my nipples harden and my pussy clench with excitement. Even if it hadn’t been months since I’d last slept with a man, finally getting my hands on Cash Daring was enough to fire me up from head to toe.

When I felt his hands grabbing for the hem of my shirt, I pulled my lips off his to help. Since it was already past eight in the evening, I’d already been dressed for bed. All that stood in my way of being completely naked in front of Cash Daring was my tank-top and a pair of yoga pants.

As soon as my shirt cleared my head, I felt Cash grab a handful of my left breast, his lips wrapped around the nipple before I could even think.

“Oh, God…” I moaned as I closed my eyes and dropped my head back.

“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve jacked off to what your tits would taste like,” he growled around sucking on that hardened nub. “A fucking million.”

Though I’d had a few thoughts of my own, Cash had the advantage because he’d always known that he wasn’t gay. After Mindy had lied to me, it’d been kind of hard to let myself fantasize about Cash during my solo sessions, though I’d done it once or twice.

When I had barged into his room, Cash had also been ready to call it a night, so it was going to be nothing to get him out of his t-shirt and sweats. Granted, getting him out of those suits and ties that he wore would have been just as equally sexy, but I didn’t have time for all that. I had three years’ worth of sexual frustration to take out on him.

Cash stopped sucking on my tit long enough to let me get his shirt off, and when the fabric hit the floor, my tongue hit the roof of my mouth.

Holy six-pack abs, Batman.

“I’m going to worship these abs every day,” I muttered as I dropped to my knees.

“Oh, Christ,” Cash groaned as my hands yanked down on the waistband of his sweats. “Please, do.”

Cash’s dick was already hard as steel when I got his sweats down around his muscular thighs, and fuck his abs. I was going to worship his dick every day that we were committed to doing this.

The man was huge.

Wasting no time, I circled my hand around the base of his dick, then wrapped my lips around the soft, velvety, bulbous head, not stopping until my lips met the top of my hand. I wasn’t sure how many inches Cash was packing, but it was too many to deep throat.

“Oh, fuck…” he hissed above me. “So fucking good…suck that cock, baby…”

As long as he was praising me, I wasn’t going to worry about coming off like a two-bit floozy. Besides, I was a thirty-two-year-old grown ass woman. The days of being a blushing virgin were long gone. Disappeared during my college years, and good riddance.

Cash’s hands slid through my hair, fists forming to give him some additional leverage. “Fuck, keep doing that.”

I used everything that I had to work Cash’s dick in my mouth, and when he started moving his hips, it was a good thing that I had such a tight hold on the base of his cock. While I didn’t mind a little gagging in my sexual soundtrack, I still wanted to survive this man’s dick in my mouth, and Cash Daring was not only long, but deliciously thick.

After a while, he said, “Shit, I’m going to cum. Fuck…Vivian…”

Hanging on for dear life, I worked my hand, tongue, lips, and teeth over all the hard inches that would fit, and I didn’t stop until Cash was exploding into my mouth, the taste of him blinding me to everything else around us.

He tasted perfect.

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