And I Love Her

This is a work of fiction. All the characters and events portrayed in this novel are fictitious or used fictitiously. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the publisher or author, except in the case of a reviewer, who may quote brief passages in a review.

Fallen Publishing

And I Love Her

Cover Design provided by
Dinoman Designs

Editing Services provided by Final-Edits.com

Copyright © 2014 by Abby Reynolds

All Rights Reserved

ISBN-13: 978-1494480585

ISBN-10:
1494480581

Chapter One

♬

Prudence Clearwater

Cash still held me close.

The waves were loud in the distance, the massive water beating the sand up the shore. Soaring wind moved passed my ear, whistling slightly. The heat from the afternoon was still ingrained in the sand. I felt warm, and not just because of Cash.

His kiss knocked me off my feet. I’d kissed a few men in my life, but it was always spectacular with Cash. His lips sang a song to my heart with every embrace. Sometimes I thought that mouth was created just for me.

Cash pressed his face to mine but nothing was said. I was content just holding him. No one had ever done something so romantic for me. It was a dream come true. Cash was a marvelous actor. It seemed like he really loved me.

Cash moved his hand to my lower back then guided me toward the house.

No. I didn’t want to go.

When we were inside, this fantasy would be over. Cash would drop his touch and lose the magic. He’d pull a beer out of the refrigerator then watch a movie on the couch. But th
ere was nothing I could do.

We walked passed the candles until we entered the living room. But all the candles were gone. Someone had removed them as soon as I walked by. Probably Scott. Cash closed the backdoor then locked it, hiding the candles from view. I’m sure someone would dispose them.

Cash looked at me and automatically made me feel weak. His expression was different, hungry, and possessive—like he used to be. I played with my engagement ring, burning alive under his stare. He came closer to me then stopped.

I didn’t know what was going to happen. Was he going to speak? If he did, it would probably break my heart. I didn’t want that. I just wanted to be with him. My lips burned from our earlier kiss. His wet mouth dulled the heat in my body but fed it more fuel at the same time.

I stared at those lips then leaned close to him. I made it very clear l wanted him to kiss me. My hands moved to the sides of his face and leaned close to him. I knew my quiet sighs always fueled his arousal, so I let one escape my lips. It didn’t work last time, but maybe it would now.

Cash’s hands immediately moved to my waist. His
fingers dug into my back like he usually did. I knew he felt the desire I felt. I wanted to be with him, to feel him deep inside me.

He pulled me to his chest then brushed his lips over mine, teasing me. I hated it but loved it at the same time.

“Don’t make me wait,” I whispered.

His eyes lightened in response. He pressed his mouth to mine then devoured me. As soon as we touched, I knew where this would lead. He wanted it. I wanted it.

Cash moved his hand up my shirt and felt the steep curve of my back. Then he moved upward until he was below my bra. He squeezed gently, claiming me as his. His other hand cupped the back of my neck, not letting me escape. I loved it when he did this. No one in the world could take me away. I was his.

Cash moved me toward the stairs while he continued to kiss me. Then my back was pressed to the wall. He grabbed my hands and pinned them over my head then he trailed his kisses down my neck and across my chest. I writhed under his touch and felt the increased temperature of my body. Cash rubbed against me, letting me know just how hard he was.

I couldn’t wait to feel that inside me.

Cash dropped my hands then scooped me up. His hands were on my ass and he squeezed it while he moved up the stairs. My arms wrapped around his neck as I kissed him. With no effort, he carried me up the stairs then headed to his bedroom across the landing. His foot shut the door then he laid me on the bed.

My hands shook as I loosened his tie. I was nervous and excited at the same time. I longed to see that naked body for so long. I dreamt about making love to him, feeling him move deep inside me. The fact I was going to experience that again made me breathless.

When I removed his tie, I unbuttoned his shirt and yanked it off. When the shirt hit the floor, I stared at his chest.

Perfection.

I ran my hands up his chest and down his stomach.
Every inch of his body was hard with muscle. He was actually bigger than he used to be. He must have been working out while we’ve been apart. My fingers moved down and touched the light trail of hair that led to his slacks. I wanted to stop and write a song about that moment, but nothing was going to stop me from being with Cash.

My hands undid his slacks and pulled them down. He only wore his briefs, and I played with the band for a moment, getting ready to see my favorite person in the whole world.

Cash was impatient. He pressed his erection in my thigh and silently told me to hurry up. That made me more turned on. I pulled down the briefs and let his impressive cock spring out. It leaned slightly to the left just like I remembered. I wondered how many other girls he’d been with before this moment. But I pushed the thought away because it was too depressing.

He leaned further over me then lifted my shirt. When my stomach was exposed, he pressed his lips against it and kissed the skin. Then he moved further down until he reached my jeans. After they were unbuttoned he pulled them off.

Cash grabbed my feet then kissed each ankle. Then he moved up my legs, trailing kisses from the calves to my thighs. I loved watching him worship me like I was worth something. When he reached my inner thigh, I moaned quietly, knowing the direction he was headed.

Thankfully, I wore a cute thong today. Since Cash and I moved in together, I’d been wearing nothing but my finest apparel in the hope a moment like this would happen. When Cash reached the apex of my thighs, he placed a gentle kiss on my underwear.

It wasn’t skin-to-skin but it was enough to make me burn. I was eager to be out of the material, feeling his wet mouth kiss my bare flesh.

Cash dugs his fingers into the rim of my thong then pulled it down.

Thank god.

When it was off, he placed his mouth exactly where I wanted it to be. As soon as I felt him lick me, I was gone. I writhed on the bed then gripped his hair, loving the way he touched my center. His tongue circled my clit then entered me. I’d been so dormant for the past two months that
he immediately brought me to the edge, to the happy bliss only Cash could take me. I gripped the sheets around me as I felt the approach of an epic orgasm.

But Cash moved away.

No! I moaned in frustration.

“I want you to come when I’m inside you.” He grabbed my shirt and bra and yanked them off.

When he said it like that, I couldn’t argue.

Cash moved me further up the bed until my head was resting on a pillow. Then he moved between my legs, his thighs separating mine. When he pressed his body against mine, I felt the heat envelope both of us. His cock was hard against my stomach. It twitched slightly, conveying its need.

Cash rubbed his nose against mine then placed a gentle kiss on the corner of my mouth. When his tip moved against me, I knew he was about to take the plunge—without a condom.
Should I say something?
I was still on birth control and I was clean because I hadn’t slept with anyone. But was he?

Cash silently asked if it was okay, sliding against me gently.

I knew Cash was always cautious during his adventures with his lady friends. And he wouldn’t have sex with me if he knowingly had something. And I was too damn horny to care anyway.

Cash pointed the head at my entrance but didn’t slide in. He grabbed my left hand and pinned it against the pillow. His fingers caressed my engagement ring while he gave me a tender kiss. It was so
intimate I forgot about the condom altogether. He was making me yearn underneath him, wanting him so badly it hurt. The area between my legs burned and I was panting for him, needing him.

He broke our kiss and looked
into my eyes. His eyes were masked in a shield. I didn’t see what he was thinking or feeling, but I did feel cherished. He took me gently like he always did, making me feel like a glass vase that needed to be handled with care. He held my gaze while he slipped inside.

“Oh…” My hand immediately gripped the back of his neck, feeling him stretch me in such a blissful way. My body accommodated his size but it took some effort. I knew how tight I was and I’m sure Cash could tell too. He moved all the way inside then remained still for a moment.

I couldn’t fight the emotion in my heart. I loved Cash with every fiber of my being. Feeling him inside me, wearing his engagement ring, was everything I could ever want. I savored the moment like it would be my last. Tears burned behind my eyes but I forced them back. Nothing could ruin a beautiful moment more than shed tears.

Cash rocked int
o me gentle, inserting himself completely inside. That familiar stretch was heaven. It felt so good. Cash always felt amazing. I pulled my hand away from his and gripped him tightly, trying to hold on for the ride.

Cash wrapped my legs around his waist and moved faster, rocking me into the mattress.

“Cash…”

A moan escaped his lips.

I grabbed his shoulders and rocked into him from below.

“Prudence.” His breathing was uneven. It was hard and labored.

Seeing him crumble as he moved inside me released the dam I built. It broke apart and sent me spiraling into an orgasmic state. It was the best one I ever had. “Cash…yes…” He moved into me harder. “No one has ever made me come like this.” I wished I hadn’t said that but the damage was done. At least I didn’t declare my undying love for him.

My words
set him off and he made his final thrusts inside me. His hand cupped my face while he kissed me. I knew he was still emptying himself inside me because his cock was twitching. A final grunt escaped his lips.

We were both out of breath and still connected. Cash rubbed his nose against mind then placed a kiss on my forehead.

Oh…

He hadn’t done that in so long. It felt so good, even better than the sex somehow. His lips were still pressed to my forehead as he pulled out of me. Feeling him leave me was devastating. That’s exactly where he belonged.

But what came next was even better.

Cash lay beside me and pulled me to his chest. His arms form
ed steel cages around me and held me close. His lips were close to my forehead and his chest pressed against mine. He grabbed my leg and pulled it over his waist, lying with me just the way we used to.

It felt like nothing had ever happened. We were exactly as we were.