Chapter 13
CASH
Cash had come in here with the intention to find out what had happened, to try and make things right because even though she was trying hard to push him away, he wasn't going anywhere. They had a connection. He knew that. He wasn’t expecting this, but he would not say no, because he’d been thinking about this moment since he left the hotel room that morning.
With one arm wrapped fully around her and his mouth already connected to her in what might be the hottest kiss of his entire life, he locked the door behind him. Fuck. His entire body was lit up with need for her.
He rocked his hips—with his already fully erect cock—into her. She broke their kiss in a gasp. He kissed down her neck and pulled down the zipper of her fleece. She was panting. He backed up until he hit the desk. He was happy that under that fitted fleece she had on a t-shirt he could quickly slip over her head. He pulled back to look at her. There she was in black sexy leggings that hugged all her perfect curves and a purple sports bra. Sadly, it looked like that thing had her perfect breasts locked down tight away from him, but damn it if she wasn't the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
He lowered his head to her breast and licked where her nipple pebbled under the surface. She hissed and writhed under his touch. This was too much fun. He would have to figure out what was going on with her later, because right now he needed his dick buried deep inside of her.
He ran his hand up the inside of her leg and ground the heel of his palm into her core.
"Fuck, Cash," she said on a needy breath.
That was all it took. The little restraint he was holding onto broke. He needed her. He needed to be inside of her. He moved to try and slip his hand into her pants, but these leggings were too tight.
"Damn, you have too many clothes," he said, pulling at the snug leggings.
She stood and started peeling the offensive garment down. Once she had them over her hips, he spun her around and bent her over the desk. He pulled out a condom from his wallet and wiggled the leggings down around her knees.
"Fuck, you’re perfect." He ran his fingers up her seam that was already wet and glistening. As he slipped a finger in, she rocked back against him.
"You like that?" he asked as he used his other hand to smack her perfect, round ass. He loved the way it rippled, but there was nothing he didn't love about this woman. And right now, looking at her bent over a desk with her pants around her knees had him just about ready to finish in his own pants. No one had ever gotten him worked up quite the way she did.
He pulled his fingers out and started to work circles over her clit and she moaned. He covered her mouth with his other hand.
"You get much louder and someone’ll hear," he said. She bit his finger, and he was just about to explode. He needed to be inside of her, but he needed her to come first. Taking the hand from her mouth, he pulled back to look at her. Using both hands he held her open and ran his tongue along her wet, swollen core. Her breath caught as she stifled a moan, and he got to work licking her clit. When she started grinding on his face, he knew she was close. He wanted to taste her release. He sucked her clit into his mouth and that was all it took. She shook and pulsed.
Then he stood up, pushed down his pants, pulled out his cock, and rolled the condom down his length. He was in no mood to go slow; he wasn't even sure he could. She was still bent over the desk before him. Grabbing her hips with his hands he slammed into her.
"Fuck," he groaned out as he began to pump in and out of her with all his strength. The desk groaned beneath her, and a pencil cup clattered to the floor.
"Oh my god, Cash, oh my god," she moaned as she met him thrust for thrust.
He was so close, but he wanted her to come one more time.
He bent his head down close to her ear. "Come on, give me one more," he said, and he bit her earlobe.
"Oh, fuck," she groaned. After a few more thrusts he could feel her clench around him, and it was just in time. His cock pulsed and he filled the condom while buried deep inside of her. He collapsed onto her back and pressed kisses to her neck and shoulders.
Finally finding the strength, he got off her and took care of the condom. When he looked, she was already standing and situating her leggings.
"Well, that was fun," he said with a smirk tucking himself back into his pants. She just raised her eyebrow and nodded. Fuck. She was everything and she didn't even know it. He’d never felt like this about anyone before.
She bent over and picked up the pencil cup that had fallen to the floor and the sight of her ass bent over in those leggings made him want to do it all over again, but he couldn't do that if she wouldn't talk to him.
"Unblock me," he said, and he unlocked the door. She just looked at him and crossed her arms under her chest.
"Don't call me ice queen," she quipped back with a glare.
"Noted," he said with a nod. "I'll see you tomorrow."
He turned and left. He made his way to his truck without stopping to talk to anyone.
That woman made him crazy. She got under his skin like no one ever had. He couldn't figure her out. She was so hot and cold. He thought they were good, but then yesterday she had clearly been avoiding him. And while he would never complain about what had just happened in that office, he was aware that it had felt like hate fucking. But he wasn't above it; he would fuck her anyway he could.
He just wished he knew what happened that had made her change her mind. She had every right to change her mind about him, but the whiplash of figuring out where they stood was getting to him. He never cared about what someone thought about him before. She was so beautiful and classy and out of his league, but he just couldn't stay away. She was supposed to be a one-night stand, but he knew even then it was more.
He was lost in thought his whole way home. When he pulled into his garage, he expected to hear River like he had before, but the house was quiet. He was hungry and wanted to go out to dinner.
"River," he called out. "Wanna go grab a bite?"
Nothing. He went up to the guest room but found it empty. He went down to the movie room in the basement. It was empty too. Where could he be? He didn't even know anyone in the area.
He pulled out his phone.
Cash - Where are you? Wanna go get some food?
He waited and nothing. He was starting to get a little suspicious. He pulled up his contact info and called him. To his credit he did answer his phone.
"What's up?" he said loudly over music.
"Where are you?"
"I came into the city today," he said in an easy breezy manner, like he wasn't a minor who had just gone into the city without permission.
"What?" Cash growled in the phone. He did not want to be dealing with this right now.
"Chill. I just took the train in."
"Chill...are you fucking kidding me? River, you better get back here now before I send you back to your mom's. I didn’t agree to this so you could rendezvous in the city."
"I thought you would be cool..."
"You thought wrong. Get your ass back here now." He looked at his watch. It was after five. "If you get on the next train, you can be back here by eight. I will be at the train station to get you."
"Cash, I can't just leave."
"If you are not at the station at eight, you’re going back home to spend your summer in Colorado with your mother."
"I –"
"No. Be here or go home."
"Fine."
Cash put his phone on the table and let out a deep sigh. He wiped his hand over his face. He still wanted to go get dinner.
Cash - Are you busy?
Taylor - No. What's up?
Cash - Wanna go get some dinner and a few beers?
Taylor - Westside?
Cash - See you in 20?
Taylor - Yeah.
He didn’t want to deal with Wes or Conner since both of them were currently obsessed with their girlfriends and he couldn’t figure out what was going on. Taylor was his closest friend after Conner, and with Taylor, was what you saw was what you got. He wouldn’t bug him about what was going on with Evie.
He pulled up and headed to the area where the players usually sat during the season. A waitress came and he ordered a beer.
"You're Cash Hawthorn, right?" she asked with a small smile.
He just nodded.
"Do you come in here often?" she asked, her smile turned slightly sultrier. Cash looked up at her through a raised eyebrow. She was pretty, it would have been different months ago. He wouldn't even have thought about it, he'd had sex with half the waitresses in here, but he hadn't had sex with anyone else since Evie. Which meant he's only had sex twice in the past two months. He hadn't gone that long since he started having sex, but she was it for him. It was still so hard for him to believe, but he couldn’t bring himself to even flirt with another woman.
He didn't know how or why, but he wasn’t interested in anyone else since he held her close on the dance floor at the gala. And of course, he found a girl he could actually see a future with, and she was so far out of his league, and she knew it too. He didn't for a second regret fucking her on the desk this afternoon, but the way she looked at him when it was over bothered him. She still couldn't stand him, and he just couldn't figure out why.
"Hey man, how's it goin’?" Taylor asked as he sat down.
"Good," Cash said, trying to reign in his wandering thoughts.
"Hey, I'll take a beer and a steak sandwich," Taylor said, handing the waitress the menu without even glancing at it.
"I'll get that in for you guys," she said, her eyes lingering on Cash.
"How's the camp going?” Taylor continued. “You're doing that with Wes, right?"
Cash nodded. "It's good. I've been a little distracted this week though. My nephew showed up in the city without his mom knowing, now he's staying with me for the summer."
"Now you’re actually Daddy Cash," Taylor said with a straight face.
Cash just shook his head and dropped it.
"I've heard lots of the girls call you that,” he continued. “I think it's the beard. And the fact that you always look like you are about to kick someone's ass. I bet our waitress would call you daddy."
"Enough,” he said, irritation creeping into his voice.
Taylor looked at him with a curious look. "I just assumed you were going home with her, but I guess a teenager at home will really cramp your style, huh?"
"Number one, there is no teenager there, he went to the city again today while I was gone. If he's not at the train station at eight O'clock I'm going to send his ass back to his mom. But I don't know...I think I'm just tired of the casual stuff."
“I took a train into the city by myself once when I was his age.”
“Oh yeah? What did you do there?”
“I just like trains,” Taylor said matter-of-factly.
This made Cash laugh. He enjoyed his friendship with Taylor. Cash wasn’t someone who dealt with bullshit well, and Taylor was even more straightforward than he was.
Taylor continued. “So, you really think you’re done with all the casual stuff? I thought you liked it like that.”
“I did…I don’t know…I think I might be ready for a change. I met this woman at the gala, and I can’t get her out of my head,” he said with a deep sigh. “I know who I’ve been, maybe it’s stupid to think I can change.”
“Not really,” Taylor answered. “There is lots of monogamy in the animal kingdom. Albatrosses mate for life, they’ll travel thousands of miles but still year after year return to the same mate. Bald Eagles build nests together as a symbol of fidelity. That’s why some of their nests are the size of a car.”
“So, you’re saying if Bald Eagles can do it, so can I?”
“I’m just saying monogamy is an option if you want it to be…or I stand by the fact that you could have our waitress calling you daddy by the end of the night.”
“Never change,” Cash said warmly.
“I don’t think I could if I wanted to.”
After that, the waitress brought their food. As they ate, they watched the game and Cash was happy to enjoy Taylor’s straightforward nature. He could use some real talk after trying to figure out where he stood with Evie.
The waitress dropped off the bill, and of course, on it was her phone number.
“I told you she’d call you daddy,” Taylor said as they settled up.
He made it to the train station, where luckily River was getting off the train.
"I hope you had fun today. You're coming to the rink with me tomorrow, kid." That was all he said, and they drove home in silence.
He was in his bed that night when he heard his phone ding.
Evie - unblocked. Are you happy now?
And as much as he wished it didn't, his heart skipped a fucking beat. What kind of spell did this woman have him under?
Cash - I am. Looking forward to that ass in leggings tomorrow.
He waited for an answer, but that was it. He wanted more, but that was enough for now. He needed to figure out how to handle things with her. She was keeping him on his toes, and he loved it. That might not be the healthiest thing, but he did love a challenge. And the sex...he would do anything for that. And just that thought had his hand wrapped around his dick, just like it had been every night he thought about her since the gala. Tomorrow he would try and ask her out on a real date... that is if she was speaking to him tomorrow.