Cash (Glendale Magic #2)

Chapter 17

CASH

His arms wrapped around her as he kicked the door shut behind them. If he was a better man, he would have taken her upstairs into what he was sure was a comfortable bed, but there was no time for that. He needed her now. He needed to taste her and hear her moans again. There was something so intoxicating about someone who was so prim and proper like her falling apart and losing all control, and he was making that happen right now.

His mouth was on her and his hand was pulling up her skirt. Thank fuck for sundresses. He held her close to him while the other squeezed and rubbed her pussy over her underwear.

"Cash," she moaned out. He let go long enough to try and slide off her underwear. He kissed down her neck and continued down to the full curve of her cleavage. Her hand fisted his hair, holding him close. He bent enough to let her step out of her underwear, which he quickly slipped into his pocket, before holding her body close to his and walking her back to the steps behind her.

He lowered her and kneeled before he pushed her legs wide.

"Right here?" she gasped. His fingers found her already slippery core.

"Yeah, baby. Right here," he said as he kissed down her neck and nuzzled that soft mound of cleavage while he slipped a finger inside her. She gasped and her legs fell further open to him. As much as he wanted to play with her beautiful tits, he was driven solely by his need to taste her. He moved his finger up to her clit and made tiny circles. Fuck. She was everything and she didn't even know.

He lowered his head to her and slowly licked her from her entrance all the way up to her clit. He let his tongue flick over the sensitive bud while she writhed on the stairs.

"Fuck," he rasped out at the sight of her still half-dressed, with her legs spread writhing in need on the stairs. He plunged his fingers inside of her as his tongue continued to lick circles over her clit.

"Oh fuck, Cash," she moaned as he continued to work her.

Her voice when she was trying to hold onto control was like a drug. He needed to hear her cries when she gave over all control to him. He stayed there kneeling before her, working her and tasting her, living for her moans. She had taken over all his senses. He was barely fighting the urge to sink inside of her, but he would be doing that on her bed, where he would have access to her entire perfect body.

Her back arched and she cried out. He knew she was getting close. He gently sucked her clit into his mouth as he continued to work her with his fingers.

"Oh fuck," her legs began to close around his head and the hand in his hair fisted. One more strong suck of her clit and she fell apart. She cried out as he sucked her clit and fucked her with his fingers. She pulsed and moaned until her body melted back to the stairs and her legs fell open.

Cash looked up at her from between her legs grinning. "That was fun. Should we move this upstairs?"

Evie looked down at him and nodded. He held out a hand and helped her up the stairs. The sight of her perfectly round ass right in front of his face fueled his desire. He needed her in a bed spread out naked before him. He was disappointed they would only have a few hours together, because he knew he could spend days with her in bed and never tire of that body.

Once in her room, he took the briefest of moments to take it in. It seemed to fit her. It was more elegant and classier than any room he had. Something about that made him smile. They would be quite a pair. He had grown up in a small apartment with a Grateful Dead tapestry on the wall and a bong on the dining room table. He was guessing she grew up in a house full of rooms just as classy as this one.

But he was done thinking about those things, he needed Evie naked right now.

"Come here," he said, reaching for her.

She easily let him pull her into his arms. He reached for the hem of her dress. As he pulled it off, her hair fell around her shoulders, and he cupped her jaw and pulled her in for a kiss. As he kissed her, his fingers nimbly undid the clasp of her bra in a quick snap motion.

She pulled back and looked at him in surprise. "Most guys can't do that with the four hook bras," she said, impressed.

"I'm not most guys."

"I know," she said in a low, sultry voice, "I like that about you."

Then she did something Cash was not expecting. She dropped to her knees. He was still fully dressed, and she was naked and kneeling before him, undoing his belt.

"Fuck me," he groaned.

"That's the plan," she said, looking up at him through her eyelashes as she undid the button of his pants.

He bit his lip and watched as she pulled out his cock and groaned as she stroked him. When she licked the head of his cock, he took a deep breath reminding himself that he was hoping to fuck her later and he needed to get ahold of himself, or he would come down her throat as soon as she took him into her mouth.

She licked the underside of his cock then took him into her mouth. His fist wrapped around her loose curls as he gently thrust into her. She met his gaze and grabbed his ass, pushing him deeper into her mouth until he hit the back of her throat. He grabbed her hair and began to thrust into her mouth in earnest. She looked up at him with innocent eyes, and the idea of this beautiful, graceful woman letting him fuck her mouth broke something in him. He needed to be inside of her right now.

He pulled her up before slipping out of the rest of his clothes.

"Get on the bed," he ordered, and he reached down for his pants and pulled a condom out of his wallet. She never broke eye contact with him as she got on the bed and let her knees fall apart for him.

"You want it bad, don't you?"

She licked her lips and nodded. He had never been this hard in his entire life. She drove him crazy. He had planned for more foreplay, but that wasn't happening. He ripped open the packet, rolled the condom down his length, and crawled over her. He didn’t take his time. Kissing her, he pushed all the way in.

"Fuck, Cash," she moaned as she writhed beneath him. He didn't even give her a moment to adjust before he was thrusting back into her. She moaned and dug her fingernails into his back.

"I hope you’re close, baby girl, because your pussy is so perfect I'm not gonna last."

She managed to slip a hand in between them and started to rub herself as he continued fucking into her.

"That's right, baby. Touch yourself. I need you to come all over my dick."

Her circles accelerated as her breath turned into little pants. He bit down on her shoulder, and she broke. She cried out as her hand fell away. She clung to him, sobbing in pleasure. He grabbed her hip and with one last thrust followed her right over the edge, pulsing inside of her.

He pulled out and collapsed to her side, panting. When he glanced her way, she was in a similar state.

"That was fun," he said with a cocky smirk.

She smiled up at the ceiling, catching her breath as he disposed of the condom. Once he was back in the bed, he pulled her into his arms. She rolled over, resting her head on his chest. He pressed a quick kiss to her forehead and closed his eyes, enjoying the nearness of her and the press of her softness into him. He had never wanted to hold anyone like he wanted to hold her.

" I remember the first moment I saw you," he said as he brushed the hair away from her eyes.

"You do?"

He nodded. "It was at the gala. I saw you across the room in that beautiful blue dress, that hugged this perfect ass.” He reached down and grabbed a handful of her decadent curves. "Then when I saw you dancing with Sasha on the dance floor, I knew I had to have you."

"And you did."

"And I do," he corrected her before dropping a sweet kiss on her mouth. "It's really a shame you didn't see my note that morning. I feel like it would’ve made our beginning a little less crazy."

"Cash, I have a feeling it’s always going to be crazy between us," she said with a small smile.

"You might not be wrong, but I don't ever want you to doubt my feelings for you."

She queried her brow. "Said the man who wouldn't kiss me the first time we had sex."

"Hey, I thought you were just going to be a great casual hook up, but I knew I was so fucking wrong about you that night. And I did kiss you that night, and I have thought about kissing you every night since."

She turned her head and laid her cheek against his chest. He hoped she believed him, but he had the sense she might not be so easily convinced. That's okay, he thought. He had time because he wasn't going anywhere, he already knew that. His fingers ran through her loose waves, and he felt the stirring of desire again. He bent down and kissed the top of her head. She smelled like roses. Such a classic smell seemed fitting for such a classic beauty.

His phone beeped in his pants that still lay discarded on her bedroom floor. With another quick kiss, he shifted her so he could get his phone. If it hadn't been for River, he would have ignored it completely, just shut out the entire world and spend the rest of the summer doting on her, convincing her he was in this for real until training camp.

He stood and pulled his phone out of his jeans, and he could feel her gaze on him. It warmed something inside of him.

River - I can't get the alarm to stop going off.

Cash - Why is the alarm going off?

River - I ordered tacos and then when I came back into the house from getting them at the gate it started going off.

Cash - put the code in

River - I did

Then the phone started ringing in his hand.

"Hello," he answered.

"Mr. Hawthorn. Are you safe?"

"Yes, my nephew is home, and the alarm went off," he said as he started to pull on his pants.

"Okay, the police are on their way."

"Can you call them off? It was a mistake. We don't need the police."

"It is just protocol, sir."

"Okay, I'm on my way there now. Can you tell the officers en route that my nephew River Hawthorn is staying there and allowed to be there? He should know the code and safe word and all that."

"Yes sir."

Cash hung up the phone and tossed it on the bed while he zipped up his pants.

"I hate to do this, but I gotta go," he said as he bent his head to kiss her.

"What's going on?"

"My nephew ordered food and the alarm is acting funny. I need to head home," he said, slipping his shirt on. She sat up in bed pulling the blankets around her. He sat next to her as he put on his shoes. "I would love to stay in this bed with you, but I have to go," he said as he kissed her one last time.

"Of course."

"I'll see you soon though. I'll text you."

She moved to get out of bed.

"You stay here, I'll show myself out," he said, kissing her one last time.