Jade scowled, then rested her hands on his chest. “I suppose,” she said, looking at where her hands rested before finally looking up at him. “I know you just bought all this, but I was wondering something.”
“What’s that?” he asked as he leaned in just a bit closer.
A smile spread across her face, and he wanted nothing more than to kiss that pale pink lipstick off those full lips.
“Would you rather take the food upstairs to the bedroom or just have your wicked way with me here?”
Cash’s body stirred at her options. “Either way, the food is going to wait.”
“That’s a given.”
His fingers were already moving, gathering her dress and bunching it up. “I’m not so sure I can make it upstairs. I had to walk so far from the car to get here.”
Jade slid her hands beneath his shirt, her fingernails raking across his abs and around to his back. “You do look tired. You’ve worked so hard all day and you managed dinner. I think you deserve a reward.”
“Oh, I definitely do,” he agreed.
Jade laughed again. He loved that sound. Loved even more that he was the one who elicited such happiness.
In a fury of hands, clothes fell to the floor, and Jade’s wide smile and bright eyes only added to the playfulness. Cash couldn’t believe Jade stood in her kitchen completely naked. Before getting intimate with her, he never would’ve guessed her to be so carefree and spur-of-the-moment.
Of course, maybe he brought this side of her out.
Cash kicked aside the pile of clothes and shoes and grabbed the back of a kitchen chair and took a seat. He stared up at the most beautiful sight.
Jade gloriously reveled in her perfect shape, her dark red hair spilling over her shoulders, a flush to her skin from arousal.
“I like how you look at me, Flex.” She took a step forward to stand between his legs. “Makes me wonder what’s going on in that mind of yours.”
He gripped her hips and eased forward to slide his lips across her abdomen. Jade’s fingers threaded through his hair.
Without a word, he guided her closer, gripping the back of one thigh and then the other until she straddled his lap.
Cash slid his hands back up over her hips and settled on the dip in her waist. He shifted in the chair and tipped back his head, making sure to keep his attention solely on her.
Those delicate hands came to his shoulders as she locked eyes with him and slowly lowered her body until they were joined.
Her sharp intake of breath and the arch of her back as she stilled against him had Cash sliding his hands on up to cup her breasts. The moan escaped her and added fuel to the raging fire.
He jerked his hips, and Jade started working with him, then she leaned down and covered his mouth. Cash freed his hands from between them and reached around to hold on to her backside. The way Jade could make love to his mouth, his body, and still make him want more was absolutely insane. But there had never been a moment since he’d started seeing her secretly that Cash ever felt he had enough. Every second with her left him aching for more.
The ends of her hair tickled his hands. He gripped her body with one hand and reached to fist a handful of that thick hair. He gave a slight tug until she lifted her mouth from his. He pulled slightly more until she arched further against him, offering up her breasts at the perfect level.
Cash wasted no time in covering one nipple. Jade cried out, her hips working faster against him, her fingertips digging into his shoulders.
She panted his name, something else he’d never tire of hearing. When her entire body tightened, Cash lifted his head and stared up at her, not wanting to miss a moment of her passion, her release.
Just watching as she squeezed her eyes, bit down on her lip, and continued to work that sweet body against him had Cash losing complete control and following her. The climax overtook him, but he never stopped looking at her. Finally, she brought her gaze to his, and there was something he saw that he hadn’t before. Something he couldn’t label, but his body still shook with tremors and he was floating in that postcoital state.
Jade wrapped her arms around him and leaned down over him, resting her cheek against the top of his head. Her breathing came out in erratic beats, right in rhythm with his own. Her heartbeat thudded against his chest and sweat dampened her skin.
She started to shift, and that was when he heard it. A crack from beneath him. Another crack echoed through the room, and before he could push her off, the chair beneath him gave way and dumped them both to the floor.
Cash instinctively wrapped his arms around Jade, but her laughter in his ear was a clear sign she was fine. His ass, on the other hand, was not.
“Are you all right?” she asked between fits of giggles.
He shifted beneath her, careful not to let any of the broken wooden chair scrape his very important, very bare, parts.