Chapter 9
Sable?” Cash gawked at her before he realized he was still aiming his gun at the woman he might be falling in love with. “What the hell are you doing here?” He lowered the weapon and clicked the safety on.
“I’m sorry,” she blurted, looking like a deer in the headlights, and as much as he wanted to comfort her, the arrest of a man he was certain was a thief come to kill him had him on edge.
He had extensive security on his property, and he never lost a fight.
If that man had gotten into his house, he would’ve had the worst night of his life.
Nevertheless, the encounter rattled Cash.
His son lived in this house, and thieves were now following him home to threaten where his boy slept.
“I…” Sable glanced around the driveway, and Cash could almost feel her panic. What was she hiding?
“After we hung up the phone earlier, I had this urge to see you,” she blurted.
“So I came over. I realize now how inappropriate this is, but I needed to see you…” she trailed off.
“I’m sorry, I should leave. This is weird.
” She turned, took one step, and then whirled back around, almost giving him whiplash with her sudden movements.
“I’m sorry, really,” she repeated. “It’s just that after our call, I needed to touch you.
I… damnit, why is this so hard to say?” She rubbed her face as if to wipe away her nerves.
“I want you, Cash, okay? There. I said it. I want you, so I came here, but then I saw that guy getting arrested, and I freaked out. I tried to leave, realizing that you probably wouldn’t want company after that, but I knocked over the garbage can.
I apologize for disturbing you. I’m acting crazy, I know. ”
She turned to flee, but Cash captured her wrist and yanked her against his bare chest. She’d come for him.
And what she didn’t realize was after they’d hung up earlier, he’d been seconds away from showing up at her front door.
This girl wasn’t just some fling. This girl meant something.
She was important, and he didn’t need months of dating to know that Sable belonged to him.
“What do you mean, want me?” he growled, his lips hovering a breath away from her mouth.
“What?” Sable’s question shook as she sank into his body.
“Do you want me? Clover and all?” Cash asked. “Or are you here just to get bent over the kitchen table?”
“I…” her breath hitched, and while he loved how turned on she was from just hugging him, he needed to know what she meant. He hadn’t been lying when he told her he didn’t want a hookup.
“Answer the question.” He fisted her hair and tugged, forcing her to look up at him. “What do you mean, you want me?”
“I want you…” she moaned as her hands slid up his chest, and he had his answer. She was here for sex, and his heart fell through his body.
“Sable.” He stepped backward, breaking their connection. “I’m sorry, but I’m not looking for—”
“God, you don’t make this easy on a girl,” she cut him off.
“I can’t think straight when you’re pressed against me, so I’m sorry it sounded like I’m just here for sex…
actually no, I’m not because I want you like that, Cash.
I want you to follow through on your promise because something tells me you’re the kind of man a woman never forgets.
I want you to ruin me for other men because I haven’t been able to stop thinking about how you kissed me on your counter.
I keep fantasizing about you when I’m in the shower, but it’s depressing because my fingers can’t fill my pussy like I know you can. ”
“You what?” Cash’s mouth dropped open. She touched herself to thoughts of him? God, why was that so fucking hot, and why was he wearing thin pajama pants? They hid nothing, and Sable clearly noticed.
“You heard me,” she said, her eyes enjoying every inch of him, and Cash vaguely registered that they were still standing outside. “I slip my fingers between my thighs and moan your name until I come.”
“Fuck, Sable.” Cash grabbed her arm and yanked her through the side door and into the kitchen so the neighbors couldn’t hear her dirty talk. He’d never been with a woman who spoke like that, but based on the tent in his pants, he was obsessed with it.
“You wished to know how much I wanted you,” she challenged.
“Well, I want you so badly that I shut my eyes in the shower and play with my pretty little cunt until it feels like you’re there with me, but when I come, something is always missing because you aren’t inside me, filling me until I’m leaking with your cum. ”
“Sable…” Cash slammed the gun on the kitchen counter and stepped away from her because if she came any closer, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself.
He wanted her just as badly, and her confession made him feel a hell of a lot better about gripping his cock in his nightly showers and stroking himself to thoughts of her mouth wrapped around him.
“I’m not done,” Sable said, stepping forward every time he stepped back.
“Because I don’t just want you in my bed.
I want to wake up to you too. I want pancakes and Saturday morning cartoons and a mortgage and Sunday errands and laundry and dishes and homework and school drop-offs and arguments and make up sex with you. That’s what I mean.”
“Don’t say that unless you’re serious.” Cash was practically shaking. “Don’t give me false hope. Please, Sable, this is torture.”
“It’s the truth,” she said with a sweet smile. “No matter what happens, those words are true.”
“Say it again.” He needed to hear that he wasn’t dreaming.
For the past ten years, he’d resolved to always be a single dad, but this woman?
She changed everything, and he realized he was moving fast, especially since she was human.
If she was Fae, or another supernatural race, it would make sense.
It would be a sign he’d found his soulmate, but for some reason, this mortal had stolen his heart right from his chest.
“I want you, Cash,” she repeated seductively. “I want everything. The single dad, the security guard, and the absolute sex god standing before me.”
Cash was moving before she even finished speaking, and with the urgency of a predator, he slid his hand behind her head and dragged her into a kiss.
Sable gasped as Cash practically attacked her, her confession barely free from her lips before his hand was around her neck.
He yanked her against him and kissed her with such passion that her legs gave out.
Her reaction was embarrassing, but Cash didn’t seem to notice.
He merely caught her and hoisted her into the air until her thighs wrapped around his waist. His kiss never lost its intoxicating rhythm as he strode into the dark living room, and then his powerful frame collapsed onto the couch.
He expertly straddled her over his lap, and she let out a needy groan when he thrust against her.
“Fuck, Sable,” Cash gripped her hips and ground her against his impressively hard cock. “You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I think about you way too much.”
“How do you think about me?” She tangled her hands in his hair as she turned his question on him.
She’d arrived at his home to protect him, but her lie to cover her tracks wasn’t a lie at all.
It was the rawest truth she’d ever confessed.
She truly wanted Cash in every way. She wanted to be a part of his family as much as she craved his body against hers.
She’d dated before and had even thought herself in love, but this was different, and that’s what stung so harshly.
They didn’t have a future. Their relationship was already doomed, yet he felt like her soulmate.
She longed to be the mother to his children, to be a stepmom to Clover.
She wanted an everyday, ordinary life alongside him as desperately as she needed him to pull off his thin pajama pants and thrust inside her.
“I think about you when I’m alone,” Cash said, yanking her back to the present as his tongue tasted her mouth. “After we say goodnight and hang up the phone, I imagine you’re in bed beside me.”
“Am I just beside you?” she whispered, dragging her breasts over his chest. She was wearing too many clothes, and she ached for his skin against hers.
“Sometimes.” His hands slid to her ass as he guided her writhing movements. If he wasn’t careful, he’d have her exploding fully dressed.
“Sometimes you’re lying next to me and we’re talking about our day, or our kids, or the bills.
You name it.” He bit her lower lip gently, and Sable didn’t understand how the topic of bills was so fucking sexy.
“But other times, you’re in bed under me, and you are taking my cock so well that you can’t even speak.
You just moan and gasp and cry out as I fuck you all night. ”
“All night?” She dragged her hands down his chest, his words inspiring bravery, and she gripped his thick cock through his pants.
“Careful, sir. If you keep talking like this, I’ll have high expectations, and if you’re the type to promise all night and then only give me five minutes, I’ll be upset. ”
Cash grabbed her waist and flipped her until she sat on the couch, and she yelped at the sudden change.
Before she even registered his movement, he had the waistband of her pants in his grasp.
He yanked them off in one ridiculously sexy pull, and then he relieved her of her top, slowing only once she was completely bare for him, and she was thankful he hadn’t turned on the lights.
He wouldn’t see the bruises she’d earned by defending him.