Cash slid his hands up over the waist of her dress. He fumbled around, looking for a zipper like some horny teen who had no experience. Why was there so much material?
While he was busy getting nowhere at all, Jade continued to kiss him. Her hands slid between their bodies and she had his shirt untucked and unbuttoned in about two-point-five seconds.
She stepped back and stared at his chest before peeling the material apart. He started to shrug out of the shirt, but his cuffs were still buttoned. She gave a yank at the material and the buttons popped to the floor, followed by the unwanted shirt.
Cash laughed. “What’s the hurry, Red?”
“Shut up, Flex.”
She reached to the side of the dress just beneath her arm and jerked the zipper down. In the next instant, a puddle of orange had slid down her luscious body and pooled at her feet. She stepped out of it and kicked it aside, standing before him in a white strapless bra and high-cut matching silk panties. And heels. Mercy, those heels in combination with those long, lean, runner’s legs nearly brought him to his knees.
“Well, that shut you up,” she stated.
When she reached for the button of his pants, Cash laid his hand over hers. “I’m in charge now,” he warned with a growl.
Her eyes widened and she looked like a woman who had already been thoroughly messed up by her lover. Ringlets of red hair hung down her back, over her shoulders, in front of one eye. Her lipstick was all but gone now, and he didn’t mind one bit that he was likely standing there half-dressed wearing the most hideous shade.
Cash spanned his hands around her waist and picked her up, earning him a squeal as he took three steps and sat her on the edge of the dining table. He flattened his hands on her thighs, his thumbs raking the inside of her legs as he spread them wider.
He never took his eyes off hers. He wanted to see every bit of her pleasure, to know what turned her on and what didn’t.
Jade rested her hands behind her on the table, the motion thrusting her chest up toward him. The woman was going to be the death of him and they hadn’t even gotten all of their clothes off yet.
Cash kicked off his shoes, unfastened his pants, and shed every ounce of his clothes—grabbing a condom from his pocket—before coming to stand between her legs again.
“Cash.”
His name coming out on a groan had his body tightening even more. “Right here,” he promised.
He slid his fingertip from the top of her panties up to the front closure of her bra. Her skin prickled beneath his touch and he used his thumb and forefinger to expertly flick the bra open, sending it falling to the table.
In about one second he was going to climb up onto this table and take everything he wanted, but he had to get her out of those panties.
With one quick jerk, Cash had them torn and no longer a problem. He thought the act would shock Jade, but when he let his gaze travel up her bare body and finally land on her face, he found her smiling back.
As if he needed another tug of arousal. The fact that he’d ruined her panties and it had turned her on was a common thread he never would’ve figured tied them together. So many things over the past two days had come to light about their similarities.
But those were things he couldn’t think about now. Having Jade naked on a table was all he wanted to focus on.
Cash tore open the condom package, then covered himself. Jade relaxed back on her elbows as she lifted her knees on either side of his hips.
A man could get lost in those vibrant green eyes staring back at him. Another man, but not Cash. He was going into this with his eyes wide open, knowing this wasn’t the start of anything permanent. She wanted to use him to forget and he was all too happy to offer up his assistance.
Cash braced his palms on either side of her face as he joined their bodies. The second he did, Jade arched up and met him. Seizing the opportunity, he dipped his head down to taste the creamy skin along her neck, that sexy spot where the curve met her shoulder.
Jade’s fingertips dug into his biceps as she let out a groan. He didn’t only want to taste her, he wanted to consume her. Cash’s lips slid up over her neck, her jawbone, and captured her mouth.
When she locked her ankles behind his back and jerked her hips harder, Cash wondered just who was in control here. Somewhere along the way, they’d silently volleyed back and forth.
Her damp body clung to his as she tightened all around him. Cash broke the kiss, easing back slightly to see her face. He wasn’t disappointed when she squeezed her eyes closed and tossed her head to the side. A flush crept up over her pale skin and he wanted to freeze this moment in his memory bank forever.
Cash couldn’t hold out any longer. Jade did something to him he couldn’t
explain. Witnessing her undoing had been his breaking point. While she tightened all around him, Cash found his own release.
He gripped the back of one of her thighs and lifted her leg just a bit higher. He simply couldn’t get enough.
Jade continued clutching his shoulders, and he caught her eyes locked on to him. As he came back to reality, he attempted to take in his surroundings. They had slid down the table and were on the verge of going off the other end.