Part 4 (2/2)

”Now, baby.”

Cash wasn't worried he'd scare her. The way her breath fluttered out in excited little bursts, not to mention the way her nipples pressed against the fabric of her s.h.i.+rt, begging for his touch, proved just how unafraid she was.

By the time Noelle was completely nude, Cash was so d.a.m.ned hard, he though he might keel over. Her breath came in panting little bursts as she waited on her knees in the center of the bed for his next move.

Cash was unable to get past the need to taste her, to f.u.c.k his tongue so deep within her depths he'd never be free of her essence.

”Face the wall on your knees and hang on to the headboard, sweetheart.” Her pupils dilated. Cash was lost.

He climbed onto the bed behind her until they were touching, Cash's s.h.i.+rt-covered chest to Noelle's nude back. Her bare a.s.s was cradled in his lap. Cash thanked his lucky stars he hadn't yet undressed because if he had, it might have all been over before it ever got started.

With his hands, Cash brought her to the brink by touching and teasing her soaked center but never allowed her to fall completely over. When she was pleading for release, Cash pulled away then settled on his back behind her. With deft movements, born of an intense need to taste and savor, Cash pushed himself to the head of the bed and comfortably between Noelle's thighs.

At the first swipe of his tongue, Noelle whimpered, ”I... Oh, G.o.d, Cash.” She nearly screamed the place down when he circled her thighs with his arms and sucked the swollen bud of her c.l.i.t between his lips.

”Mmm.” Cash knew his mumbled response would only add to her pleasure.

”Please, please, please.”

Cash gripped Noelle's thighs tighter then pulled them down the bed just a bit. Their new position left her leaning forward, perfect for what Cash had planned.

Moving his hands from her thighs to caress the full, round globes of her a.s.s cheeks was only half the fun. Her gasp of pleasure as he collected her own cream before sinking knuckle-deep into the ultra-tight channel of her a.s.s was like music to Cash's ears. Her climax nearly sent him over the edge.

Within minutes Noelle was bucking back against his finger. Cash, unable to wait, pulled himself from between her thighs. It took every ounce of his self-control to reach for a condom and lube and not just plunge b.a.l.l.s deep into her body.

Once protected, Cash moved back to where Noelle now lay sprawled on her belly. ”Noelle.” It was as close to asking for permission as he was able to grit out.

When she looked over her shoulder, blonde hair in wild disarray and smiled, Cash's pulse leapt. The intensity of their position only grew as he spread the pale cheeks of her luscious a.s.s. With lubed fingers, Cash carefully prepared Noelle's a.s.s for the thick length of his shaft.

Inserting first one finger and then a second, Cash stretched Noelle's tight channel until she lay panting for breath, her skin covered in a light sheen of sweat. When he was sure she could handle his girth, Cash sank into her inch by inch until he could go no farther.

”Oh...oh! Please hurry! Hurry!” The last came out as a shrill scream. Cash couldn't hold back, powering into her body over and over, as she spasmed around his c.o.c.k, he came with her.

After they were sated, lying with their bodies entwined, Noelle asked. ”Why, Cash? Why would you want to marry me?”

It wasn't like Noelle to be so cautious, so unsure, but when it came to loving Cash, she had to know.

”Besides the fact that I love you more than words can say?” Cash asked, as he started beneath the sheets once again.

”Oh yes,” Noelle gasped not at all sure if she was answering Cash's question or urging him on his wicked journey down her body.

”I figured it was the only way I could get you to stop ringing that d.a.m.ned bell.”

About the Author.

Maggie Casper's life could be called many things but boring isn't one of them. If asked, Maggie would tell you that blessed would more aptly describe her everyday existence.

Marrying young and being loved by a great husband and four gorgeous daughters should be enough to make anybody feel blessed. Add to that a bit of challenge, a lot of fun and an undeniably close circle of friends and family and you'd be walking in her shoes.

Speaking of challenges and fun, when not writing, Maggie's alter ego spends her time fighting fires and treating patients as a Lieutenant and Advanced Emergency Medical Technician with the local fire department. These awesome people are like her second family, no picking and choosing, they're just stuck with her.

A love of reading was pa.s.sed on by Maggie's mother at a very early age, and so began her addiction to romance novels. Maggie admits to writing some in high school but when life got in the way, she put her pen and paper up. Seems that things changed over the years because when she finally decided it was time to put her story ideas on paper, the pen was out and the computer was in. Took her a while to catch up but she finally made it.

When not writing, Maggie can usually be found reading, doing genealogy research or watching NASCAR.

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O'Malley Wild 4: Tying the Knot.

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