Chapter 47
FORTY-SEVEN
CASH
Wife.
I was never going to get tired of the sound of it.
Was never going to get tired of the sight of her.
That she was here.
That she was mine.
She kept inching toward the bedroom. A torrent of wet cinnamon locks curling over her bare shoulders and draping down her back.
I stalked behind her to the threshold, watching her pad with bare feet across the worn, wooden floors that had been empty for so long, but since she and those kids had come into my life, it had been filled with clatter and chaos and love.
The vacancy—the void—filled with their spirits.
And now that I had it, I was never letting it go.
“Gonna need you to drop that towel,” I grumbled from where I stood in the archway, a shoulder hooked to the wall as I watched her creep back out into the faint, glittering light.
An angel treading through the darkness, the light clambering to get to her because that’s what she was.
The goodness and the grace in the middle of the gloom.
Stilling, she peeked back at me. A flash of that shyness traipsed through her expression. Redness splashing her cheeks and her old insecurities trying to break through.
But they didn’t have a place any longer.
“You don’t need to be shy. Don’t need to hide. Not with me.”
We’d been hiding for far too fuckin’ long.
“Wife.” I tacked it onto the end.
Emphasized it.
Let it boom through the room and bounce against the walls.
The shout of a claim.
Glee and that sweet timidness tumbled across her soft flesh, all mixed with a dose of bold that made my fucking heart leap.
My heart that had forgotten how to beat until the moment she came back into my life.
“What is it you want to see, husband?” She drew the husband out. Coated it in honey. Murmured it in surrender.
All while she let the towel slide down an inch.
Nothing but a tease.
A grunt jutted out as my guts fisted in a bid of want.
“Want to see it all. Everything that belongs to me.”
“Is that so?” She went coy. So fucking cute and sexy as she swayed and peeked back at me again. Those plush lips swollen and plump from my desperate kisses. Eyes filled with a new hope that hadn’t been present before.
“That’s very so.” It tumbled out like a command.
She let the towel droop further, low enough to expose the small of her back.
“All the way.” The words ground off my tongue, and a shiver rocked through Daisy as she released it.
It dropped to the floor.
More of that redness streaked as I stood there staring at her fully bare. Rays of sunlight cut across her body, though most of her was cloaked in shadows.
It made her appear otherworldly.
An apparition that had come to release me from my chains.
My cock jolted, and every muscle in my body bunched with the need to touch her.
“Look at you. The epitome of beauty standing in the middle of my room. Every dream I ever dared to have set before my eyes.”
She kept facing away. Every delicious curve on display.
The expanse of her back and the gentle swell of her hips and the perfect globes of her pert, round ass.
She peered back through the shimmery, golden light.
“You were the very thing I saw every time I closed mine.” Her words wisped and floated on the air.
Caressing over me like her own delicate claim.
Greed stampeded through my veins, all while the devotion compounded.
Every part of me committed to this woman.
I pushed from the arch, tugged my towel free, and let it drop to the floor.
Every cell in my body strained.
My dick so fucking hard it verged on pain.
Her mouth parted as she took me in, cornflower eyes going wide before they creased at the edges in a charge of desire.
“What did you imagine?” The question scraped up my throat. “I want to know every desire you’ve ever had. Every fantasy. Because I’m going to spend the rest of my life fulfilling them.”
A tremor rocked her, and she slowly shifted around.
My own fantasy.
Every arch and groove of her stunning face set in desire and those mesmerizing eyes full of trust.
Hair caressing down and brushing over her pebbled tits.
Her belly soft and her cunt bare.
“I imagined you showing me what to do. Imagined your voice in my ear while you taught me how to please you while you pleased me. I imagined what it would be like if I burned, and every time I thought about it, that’s exactly what I did. I burned.”
A growl ripped free, and I took a slow step forward.
Energy crashed through the room. Lust thickening the air, becoming a howl that hammered against the walls.
Timidness had her biting down on the inside of her cheek. My girl so fucking perfect for me I couldn’t see.
I waited.
Waited on her to give me what she was working up to.
She glanced away before she turned that gorgeous gaze up to me.
“And once I came here, I imagined it would be rough. That you’d take over. Demand it. And I…I liked it.”
“Is that what you want, Little Wallflower? You want to be owned?”
“Yes. By you.”
“Then turn back around and bend over the side of the bed.” I was barely able to keep my cool as I watched her comply.
Woman slowly shifting around, though she kept watching back at me as she moved for the bed.
Every second magnified the need.
Added to it.
Let it grow.
Was barely standing myself when she bent over.
Her ass swaying back and forth like an offering.
Her pussy pink and swollen from the last time I had her. Soaked and begging to be filled.
She tempted me beyond measure, and I was finished denying the need.
I slowly edged forward. The oxygen in the room was so dense it felt like I was walking through sludge. Our breaths shallow and panted while she chewed and nibbled at her bottom lip as she gazed back with a seductive grin.
Confidence oozed off her.
My Wallflower becoming the temptress.
Luring me up behind her like the enchantress that she was.
“Fuck me, Daisy. You are a vision. So fuckin’ sexy. So damned sweet. Don’t know what I’m supposed to do with you.”
“Anything you want.”
“Playing with fire, talking that way with a man the likes of me.”
“You’re exactly the kind of man I want.”
Possession wound through my insides. The urge to consume. Devour her in every way.
“Bend all the way over. Want those pretty tits brushing the bed,” I gritted.
She assented, and I inched up close enough to lean over her, not touching her except for my mouth that took a path down the angle of her spine. Kissing the whole way down to the crease at the top of her ass.
She whimpered an impatient sound, and her body rocked back in a plea. “You’d better not tease me, Cash Cunningham. Not after I’ve been waiting on you for my entire life.”
A low chuckle rumbled from my mouth, and chills lifted on her flesh. No question, my joy rolled through her.
A strike of glee in the middle of the desire that was making it difficult to breathe. “Don’t you worry yourself, baby. I plan on you having me time and again. Every fucking day for the rest of my life.”
She let go of a quavery sigh. “I do like the sound of that.”
“You do, huh? You want me to take this sweet body every single day?”
“Um…yes. Two or three times a day would be preferential.”
“Needy girl.”
“So needy, I won’t even try to deny it.”
I let my fingertips drag through her slit. “Don’t need you to say the words. Proof of it is right here. How fucking wet you are. Thighs trembling and pussy throbbing.”
“Cash.” She mumbled it on a mewl, rocking back again.
I dipped two fingers in real deep. “Is this what you wanted?”
“I want you.”
“You have me,” I murmured as I drove my fingers in and out of her, making sure she was plenty primed for me. “And this time, you’re going to have me rough. I can’t go disappointing my wife now, can I?”
“No. You shouldn’t go disappointing your wife,” she wheezed. “That would be a shame.”
“A terrible, terrible shame.” I grinned against her flesh, breathing her aura in. Fresh flowers and the scent of my soap and the lingering token of the last time I had her.
I let my hands curl around her waist as I continued to smooth my lips along her lower back. “Smell so good. Feel so good. Going to see to it, Daisy, that you always feel good.”
“Please.”
“Crawl onto the bed, ass in the air. I want to get a good look at all that sweetness.”
She climbed up.
Desirous pants echoed against the walls, as loud as my heart was ravaging at my chest.
I skimmed my palms down her sides until I was gripping onto her butt cheeks. I spread them, exposing her fully.
All that sweet, naked flesh.
I dipped in and kissed a path down her cleft. Soft, lapping kisses. My tongue stroking over her puckered hole and down through her lips.
Desire smacked the air, and she heaved out my name.
I palmed and kneaded her ass as I swept my tongue through her folds, laving down over her clit and back up again.
All while she gasped and rocked and pleaded for more.
“Love it, Daisy. Love the sound of you begging for me. Begging for more. Makes me crazy, how fucking bad I want you. How bad I’ve wanted you my whole life. Now you’re mine, and I’m never going to stop.”
“You’d better not.”
Couldn’t help but grin at her words. Her voice a cross of that cute coyness and straight-up siren.
“Never, Little Wallflower. Gonna make you glow. Watch you shine.”
“That’s exactly what I feel like when you touch me. Like I’m glowing.”
Mayhem lit in my bloodstream, pulsing that greedy desperation.
“That’s right, Daisy. And I’m going to make you feel it again and again.”
I licked through her folds and ass while I nudged my hand between her thighs so I could rub the pads of my fingers over her engorged, throbbing clit.
Winding her up.
She was instantly a storm.
Writhing and begging.
She made a sound of dissent when I pulled away. “Cash…fuck…please.”
A smirk pulled to my mouth as I continued to palm her cheeks. “Is that what you want? You want me to fuck you?”
She squirmed. “I think you know I do, now stop being cute and take me.”