Part 3 (1/2)

This time, Cash couldn't help but chuckle. ”No, but I will be real soon,” he said as he sat and upended her over his lap all in one motion.

The palm of one large hand was all it took to hold her in place when she started flailing her arms and legs about.

”Let me up, G.o.ddammit!

Cash made a tsking sound. ”Such language for a lady.”

Noelle kicked and shrieked at his words. ”This lady's going to kick your a.s.s!”

Raising one hand high, Cash brought it down on her cloth-covered a.s.s. It was enough to cause her to still, cutting off her foul tirade in the process. When Cash knew he had her attention, he continued.

First he lifted the hem her skirt until her a.s.s was bared for his gaze. The sight of nothing more than a strip of red elastic that seemed to all but disappear between the fleshy globes of her a.s.s was nearly his undoing.

”Holy h.e.l.l.”

”Cash? Don't.”

Her voice quivered slightly as his fingers glided over her curves, dipping slightly into the well of warmth between her thighs.

”You want me to stop?” The guttural tone of his voice proved just how on edge he was.

When she made no move to answer, Cash delivered another stinging swat, this time to her bare a.s.s. Noelle's yelp of surprise turned into moans of need as Cash slid a finger along the silk-covered folds of her p.u.s.s.y.

Her a.s.s was already pink in stark contrast to the white of her thigh-high stockings. Cash brought his hand down again. Whack! Her smooth flesh heated beneath his palm, jiggling enticingly as he delivered yet another stinging swat. Smack!

Small swats landed repeatedly, peppering her a.s.s. When Cash reached where the curve of her cheek met thigh, she gasped.

”You want me to stop, baby?”

She prayed he was kidding. Please let him be kidding, she pleaded silently. Noelle thought she might very well expire on the spot if he didn't finish her off.

”Answer me, darlin'. Do you want me to stop?”

”Nooo,” Noelle wailed when Cash brought his hand down again, catching her off guard.

Nothing seemed to work, she'd tried it all. Rubbing herself on his leg only made things worse. With the way he was holding her, she couldn't open her legs wide enough to get her c.l.i.t the attention it needed, and yet, every time she pushed her a.s.s back, asking silently for more, he stopped.

Stopped spanking, stopped caressing, stopped touching. Noelle was sure she was going to die.

”Please.”

”Please what, baby?” Was that smugness she heard in his voice? Probably, but at this point in time, it didn't matter. Later, she decided. She'd deal with everything later.

”Please f.u.c.k me. Make me come. Something!”

As the words tumbled from her mouth, Noelle felt a change in Cash. His touch became frenzied. The sheer force of the need she saw written clearly across his face as he lifted her from his lap, standing her before him, made her inner muscles clench and spasm with tiny pre-climactic tremors.

Cash's hands trembled as he pulled both her skirt and thong panties down her legs until they pooled around her feet. She quickly stepped out of them as well as her shoes, leaving her bare from the waist down except for her stockings.

”Leave them on.” The huskiness of his command left Noelle no choice but to obey.

Cash reached into his back pocket for his wallet. He then quickly extracted a condom before discarding his wallet on the floor. When he held his hand out with the condom between his fingers, Noelle didn't hesitate to s.n.a.t.c.h it out of his grasp.

Kneeling between his parted thighs, she unzipped the fly of his jeans. She sucked in her breath when his erection sprang free, not a st.i.tch of underwear in sight. The head of his shaft was large, welcoming and leaking copious amounts of pre-c.u.m.

Noelle didn't even think before she leaned forward and licked him from base to head. She couldn't help herself. The sight of him, as well as the scent of his arousal, was overwhelming.

”Enough, darlin'. Put the condom on then come up here and ride me.” His voice was a deep rumble, touching Noelle in places no body part could reach.

She did as Cash asked, eager to feel the thick length of his c.o.c.k buried deep inside of her. When the condom was in place, she straddled his lap, staring into his eyes. They were so green-McCain green-a woman could lose her soul in them.

Cash's hand was beneath her thigh, guiding his length into her heat. The first nudge of his c.o.c.k head against the sensitive folds of her p.u.s.s.y sent frissons of longing down her spine and, for a minute, Noelle thought she'd come before he buried himself completely.

”Hurry.” The single word left her lips on a breathless whisper.

”Mmm,” Cash growled into her mouth as his hands tightened on her hips. He plunged Noelle onto the full length of his shaft in one wicked thrust, wringing a gasp from the both of them.

In no time at all, Cash set a rhythm Noelle couldn't help but follow. Her body was hot with need and slick with perspiration. Her inner muscles spasmed around Cash's intruding length, urging him on.

His scent wafted around them, musk and man-unbelievably arousing. He was hot inside of her. Hot and hard, and so deep Noelle wasn't sure where he ended and she began. Her hips rocked back and forth, stimulating her c.l.i.t just right. The feel of his large hands grasping her hips so tight Noelle felt the hold all the way to her core was the little bit extra she needed to send her right over the edge.

”Oh! Oh, G.o.d.” Noelle was sure her scream of completion could be heard for miles but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered except for Cash and her and the mingling of their bodies.

Cash thrust home one last time, lifting the both of them off the seat, then collapsed beneath her, a huge masculine heap of a man.

Noelle ran her hands along his face, twining her fingers in the hair at his temples. The wavy brown locks were thick between her fingers. Noelle gave a little tug then basked in the deep growl that rumbled from his throat. She then proceeded to cover his face and neck in kisses. She'd have liked to taste his chest, to lick and nibble until he was hard inside of her once again, but that was impossible since he was still dressed.

The now uncomfortable feel of his zipper beneath her a.s.s told the story of just how dressed he was. Noelle flushed at the reminder of just how hot they were for each other.

Memories a.s.saulted her. She'd acted like a s.e.x-crazed woman. One used to asking for exactly what she wanted, a woman used to being erotically spanked and giving sensual delight in return. How far from the truth that actually was made the whole thing funny.

She'd by no means been a virgin, but then again, she'd also never acted so...so... How had she acted? The only word that came to mind was wanton. For some reason the old-fas.h.i.+oned word made Noelle giggle, which caused Cash to stir beneath her.

His flaccid c.o.c.k twitched inside her making Noelle's internal muscles quiver in response. She laid her head against Cash's chest but couldn't stop the moan of delight his involuntary actions caused.

”Something funny?” Cash was sated, loving the feel of Noelle's soft body molded intimately to his.

”Nope, nothing.” Her words were mumbled against his chest.

Cash felt her hips flex before the rest of her body moved. He tightened his grip, not wanting her to separate their bodies just yet. ”Where you going?”

The thought of her just leaving after all they'd shared was too much for Cash to take in. Had Noelle felt the same intense heat he'd experienced during their wild ride?

”Nowhere just yet, but I need to get up before I end up with permanent zipper marks on my a.s.s.”

Noelle wiggled to make her point then winced when the metal of his zipper bit into her tender flesh. Feeling like a cad, Cash helped her to her feet. Once she was steady, he strode to the bathroom where he discarded the soiled condom before moving back to her side.