Letting his dick slide out of my mouth, when I looked up, Cash was staring down at me like he was seeing me for the first time ever.
“It’s my turn,” he rasped out shakily, and my body gushed with the need sounding in his voice.
My body was gushing forhim.
*****
Cash~
Iwanted to go slow.
I swear.
I wanted to take my time and taste every inch of this woman’s skin, but my dick didn’t care about romance at the moment. All he cared about was getting inside Vivian Morris with a desire that’s done nothing but build over the past three years.
I was also going to kill Mindy Crepes when we got back to California.
Reaching down, I grabbed Vivian by her shoulders, stood her up, then shoved murdering Mindy to the back of my mind. “Over the couch,” I instructed as I kicked my sweats clean off my body.
Removing her yoga pants as she walked over to the couch, she draped her luscious curves over the armrest, then popped her ass up, giving me an unobstructed view of her wet pussy and puckered ass.
I could feel a fucking heart attack coming on.
Nevertheless, before I met my maker, I was going to eat this woman’s pussy until she came all over my face. I was going to die with the taste of her cunt on my lips and tongue, and I couldn’t think of a better way to go.
Grabbing her ass cheeks and spreading her apart, I dropped behind her, then licked my way through her soak slit in one long, heady, mind-blowing stroke.
“Oh, Sweet Jesus…” she whimpered, and I didn’t want her whimpering. I wanted this woman screaming the walls down, a million complaints filed with the front desk by morning.
“Fuck, you taste perfect,” I growled as I ate her pussy. “I can’t believe you kept this from me for so long.”
“It’s yours now,” she cried out as my tongue worked her clit. “It’s yours. You can have it.”
“Cum for me, and I’ll show you exactly how I take care of what belongs to me,” I told her, and when I slid two fingers in her pussy, Vivian cried out my name, cumming everywhere.
I stood up, and instead of acknowledging that she came so quickly because it’s been a while, I focused on the fact that shehadcum, and that was good enough for me.
With no warning, I grabbed her hips, then slammed balls-deep into her pussy.
“Oh, fuck…” I hissed at the same time that she cried out, “Oh, God…”
Ignoring the fact that she was my subordinate, ignoring the fact that she’d been mad at me all week, forgetting the fact that she probably still thought I was a dick, I railed into her tight pussy with everything that I had, and I didn’t give one thought to the fact that I didn’t have a condom on.
I was going to marry this woman, so who the fuck cared?
“Fuck, your pussy is so goddamn tight,” I grunted as I forced her to take me.
“Harder,” she demanded. “Oh, God…Cash, make me cum…”
Letting go of her right hip, I reached out, grabbed a handful of her dark locks, then yanked her up until my face was in the crook of her neck. “Areyou going to let me cum in your pussy?” I asked as I kept fucking her hard and deep.
“Yes,” she panted. “Yes…yes…yes…”
“I’m not wearing a condom,” I warned her, and the way that her body contracted around my dick had my head spinning.
“I don’t care,” she said. “Please, Cash…I don’t care…”
I yanked on her hair harder, forcing her body to bend impossibly, then I shoved my tongue down her throat as I rammed into her over and over again. My dick was hitting places that were going to leave her sore and leave me proposing marriage.