Cash (Glendale Magic #2)

Chapter 4

CASH

After they finished, they both got cleaned up. There would’ve been nights where Cash left after that. But when he got out of the bathroom and saw Evie already in the bed almost asleep, he decided to join her. While a long cuddle after sex wasn't his usual MO, he did want to hold her. He decided not to over think it and climb in bed.

The way her soft curvy body molded to him was something he immensely enjoyed. He brushed the hair away from her temple and pressed a gentle kiss there. That wasn't kissing on the lips. But maybe cuddling and hair kissing was along those same lines. He had no interest in anything serious. He was a player who took full advantage of the appeal of being a hockey player. And with Sasha working their social media like she did, all the thirst traps she posted of his were upping his already perfect game.

The perfect game did not include forehead kisses and falling asleep in a bed after what had been some of the best sex of his life. Be that as it may, he couldn't bring himself to get up.

He took one more long look at the woman in his arms. She had already drifted off to sleep. She was perfect. Even if he were the kind of guy to settle down, he knew the beautiful creature in his bed was well out of his league. She wasn't his normal type. While he respected all the women he slept with, he wasn't always sure they respected him. To them, he was just another hockey player, and that thought didn't bother him. But the idea this woman might feel that way about him did make him feel a type of way.

But none of that mattered now. He drifted off to sleep with her in his arms, denying to himself that this had been anything more than another night, another random woman.

As he drifted off to sleep the words of the woman who had read his cards played in his head. She said he would find his match and he would have to fight for it, but that she would be his ideal match in every way. As he closed his eyes, he saw only one thing, and that was her beautiful face.

"Cash, I have a surprise for you," a dreamy familiar voice said to him. He walked into his house and a beautiful woman walked in with him, like she lived there. He made his way into his dining room, and she had a candlelit dinner put out for them. The love he felt was something he had never felt before. He dropped to his knees and pulled out a ring.

"Evie, will you marry me?"

She turned to him with tears in her eyes.

"Yes, I love you, Cash."

He pushed the plates over, ripped down her underwear, and pushed her right onto the table, deciding she would be the first course. She was more than happy to play along.

His eyes flew open. His heart was pounding. He was still in a dark hotel room with Evie in his arms. He slid his arms around her, holding her close. His already erect cock was pressing into her glorious round ass.

He was ready to leave because this no longer felt like a casual hook up, but then she rocked that ass back into him and pulled his arms around her. He knew then he wouldn’t be leaving, although he should. Deep down he knew he wanted more time with this woman, and maybe time with only this woman. That was a thought that would have had him running for the hills, but right now it felt so good. The Scottish woman said not to overthink it, right? So, he wasn’t going to.

He dipped his head and kissed her shoulder. She let out a sleepy little moan. Just like that, he was ready for round two. His hand came around to cup her breast as he pressed into her.

"Are you awake for this, sleeping beauty?"

"Yes," she moaned as his hands explored her wonderland of a body.

He turned away from her and she groaned at his absence.

"Hold on, baby. I'll be right back."

He reached for his pants and pulled out another condom before crawling back into bed. This time he took a little detour under the sheets. He needed to taste her again. He loved oral sex--was good at oral sex.

"Oh, Cash," she called out in surprise as his tongue flitted across her clit.

"I need you to come one more time before I slide back into this pretty little pussy," he said. He licked her with the flat of his tongue from entrance to clit. Her hand fisted in his long hair, and she cried out. He slid in two fingers to her already wet and swollen center and worked her. It wasn't long before she was squeezing her legs around him and moaning his name.

This woman was something special. He wanted more than one night. As he kissed up her body, he pulled back just long enough to roll the condom down his length before settling himself between her legs.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked. He was about to break one of his own ground rules, but he was beginning to think this woman was worth breaking all his rules for.

"Yes," she said as she reached up and grabbed his face and pulled him down to her. Their lips met in an earth-shattering kiss. First it was a soft kiss, his lips finding hers, testing them out. But then she opened to him, and her tongue flitted over his lips. He opened to her, and his tongue tentatively licked into her mouth. It had been a long time since he had kissed anyone. Kissing complicated things, but she was different. He knew that now.

He deepened the kiss and pushed into her core as he did. At this level of connection, he was overwhelmed with emotion like he’d never felt. He knew what he wanted, and he wanted her. She clung to his back as he pumped into her, still kissing her. Her legs wrapped around his waist and her hands fisted into his hair as they kissed and fucked. It was tender and new and Cash's player heart was rearranging itself for a perfect, Evie-sized place. He was hers now and he wasn't even sure how that happened, but it was the truest thing he’d felt in a long time.

This would not be a one-night thing. He would make her his. He waited for that thought to scare him, but it didn't. It just felt right.

At that moment she broke the kiss and cried out as she clenched around him. "You're so fucking beautiful," he rasped out and then followed her right over the edge.

After another trip to the bathroom, they fell into each other's arms. He kissed her again and relished the fact that he planned to do that so many more times. With that thought in his mind he drifted off into an easy sleep with his arms wrapped around the woman he might just change his ways for.

He woke a few hours later to a text from Conner.

Conner - Hey are you busy?

Cash - What's up?

He texted back trying to gingerly move away from Evie. He didn't want to wake her.

Conner - Can you come over?

Cash - yeah, is everything okay?

Conner - No, some shit went down with Sasha last night. I need to make sure she's safe.

Cash - I'll be right there.

He didn't know what all of that was about, but he knew that Conner wasn't one for dramatics, and if he said it was about Sasha's safety, then it really was. He looked at Evie in the bed next to him. He was anxious to see her again, but he didn't want to wake her.

He quietly got up and got dressed. Then he wrote her a note.

I had to run but I would love to see you again. Call me and let me take you out on a real date. - Cash

He wrote down his number and set the note on the desk. She sighed and shifted on the bed. He couldn’t help it. He walked over and gave her one last kiss.

"Don't go," she said as she sleepily reached for him.

"I'll talk to you soon," he said, kissing her head one last time.

Her eyes were still closed so he wasn't even sure she was awake but hopefully that note would be enough to make him call her, if not, he would be seeing her around the rink this summer.

He stood quietly turning to leave. As he walked to the door, he still couldn’t seem to take his eyes off her. The corner of the desk jabbed into his thigh as he walked by in the dark room. Her purse fell to the floor with a soft thud. He set it back on the desk and made his way to the door. Quietly he left the room hoping he would hear from her later.