“Get on the bed darlin’,” he said with a honeyed smile, “that’s right, perfect.” She crawled across the bed, not being shy that he could most likely see how wet her panties were for him. “Now lay down,” he said and walked to the side of the bed next to his nightstand. He opened the drawer and took out two long pieces of a white, soft-looking rope.
“Cash?” Traci asked her nerves getting the best of her.
“It won’t hurt I promise. Remember I said you could leave any time you wanted to, do you want to go?”
Traci thought for a moment, part of her said to get the fuck out of there, but a larger part urged her to stay, she listened to that part, “no, not yet.”
He took her wrist and tied her up to the rung on his headboard, then lightly dragging the rope against her body he went to the other side and did the same. Cash moved down to the front of the bed. He removed his belt buckle and slipped it out of the loops and undid his button and then zipper, letting his pants drop to the floor. He stood there in front of her with the most amazing body she’d ever seen in her entire life. Cash slid down his skin-hugging underwear and set his cock free. Traci could not believe how large he was, so much a man she bit back her gasp but she feared her eyes still showed her surprise. She didn’t think for a second that it would even fit inside her.
Cash took of his cowboy hat and tossed it onto a nearby chair. He eased himself up onto the bed, the mattress sinking a bit beneath his weight. He started kissing her ankle moving lazily up her leg, teasing her with his lips. When he got to her inner thigh, he licked all the way up to her pussy, while her body quivered. He put his lips on her soaked panties and kissed her, not bothered in the least by how wet she was. Traci’s body jolted against his lips automatically, her body knew what it wanted and it felt so good she wasn’t going to argue with it, but no one had ever kissed her there before. He rolled off her panties and tasted her. He flicked his tongue inside her pink slit. She gasped and melted down into the bed, she tried to move her hand to touch Cash’s head, but the headboard creaked and the rope stopped her.
“I want to touch you!” she pleaded.
Cash smiled and found pleasure in the fact that she wanted to but wasn’t able to. He licked her again and then again as she trembled beneath him. He lightly parted her lips and pressed his tongue into her, he pulled back slightly to slip a finger inside. Traci felt like she was ready to burst, she clenched down on Cash’s finger.
He moved up next to her gliding his still slick finger up to her navel and lazily circled it. She sighed and tipped her head back, still feeling the raging fire his tongue had ignited in her pussy. Cash’s finger kept moving up her body until it turned off towards her breast where he grazed her nipple and then made a path to the other. Traci sucked in air when he ran his rough finger over her tightened nipple. His finger continued its journey up, when he reached her lips, he pushed his finger down lightly against her bottom lip and then stuck it into her mouth. She sucked it lightly and gave it a lick tasting her own juices.
“You’re so beautiful,” Cash said as he gazed into her eyes. He kissed her deeply and passionately while he caressed her tits. Her body was boiling over she was tormented by his touch, and that she wasn’t able to reciprocate.
“Cash, I want to be able to touch you too,” she pleaded.
He shook his head and drew a nipple into his warm, wet mouth, “Just enjoy it darlin’. Your first time should be something to remember, it should be special. I can make it that and more.” Cash kneeled on the bed facing her placing one knee between her legs, spreading them apart enough so he could fit his other leg in. He used his legs to widen her even more, she felt so exposed and vulnerable. “Shit,” he moaned, and she saw his cock pulse, he slipped a finger inside her again as if he couldn’t hold back from touching her there just once more. His cock was so big she knew it wasn’t going to fit and she clenched down at the thought. She worried he was too much for her.
Cash inched closer as he tilted her hips up, angling her so he could dip inside her. Traci instinctively wrapped her legs around him, her breathing increased with every passing second, anticipating his entrance. He moved his cock all around her without letting it slip inside, he was teasing her pussy and Traci was dying to feel it.
“You like that?” he asked knowing full well that she did.
“I want to feel you inside me cowboy,” she said breathlessly.
“What did you say?” he smirked knowing full well what she had said.
“I said, fuck me cowboy!” Traci didn’t know how much more torture her body would be able to withstand. Surely she would implode.
He held her hips tightly as he pressed his stiff cock into her. She cried out as he continued to slide deeper into her, “Fuck, you are so tight!” He kept pushing, and when she thought he was fully inside, he paused and stuffed her even more. Cash gently eased himself out only a small amount before thrusting into her. It took a few minutes for her to relax and accept the movement but once she did she found herself in pure ecstasy. The whole bed rocked with them, creaking underneath them, as he fucked her.
She tried to pull her arm down to touch him again forgetting she’d even been tied to the bed, but when it jolted to a stop, she cried out, desperate to feel his skin, touch his perfect body. It only made him pound her harder seeing her struggle against the rope. He watched her pussy accept his cock as he slipped in and out of her. Traci was too dazzled by every sensation rippling through her body to do anything other than tilt her head back and writhe against him, moaning with each thrust.
Cash could tell by her movements and her breathing that she was getting close, so he stopped and pulled out a pocket knife from under the mattress. He cut the ropes off and she was on him in a second, groping and grasping at him like she was drowning. Her hands feverishly feeling every inch of his skin.
He flipped around so he was lying on his back and lifted her up on top of him. Grabbing her hips, he eased her down on top of his cock that was still slick from her juices. Traci ran her hands over his chest and down along his stomach feeling his solid, but silky skin, under her fingertips.
They rocked together, Cash steering her hips up and down and around and around. She bit her lip, “Cash,” she cried, “Cash!” Her sweet orgasm shook and then exploded like a volcano. Then for a brief moment she felt as though she were flying right before her body threatened to collapse, but he kept her moving while he grunted and allowed himself his release, grabbing her ass and squeezing as he came. After he finished, they melted into the bed, a tangled mess of arms and legs.
Cash grinned from ear to ear and started chuckling, “Wow! That was something, Jane.”
“I don’t have anything to compare it to, but I think that was pretty hot,” she looked up at him hoping for some kind of confirmation.
“It was,” he laughed, “do you need to go, or can you stay the night?”
“I can stay.” She stretched her head forward and kissed him. Traci knew that Cash didn’t stay around long, she was determined to make the most of this night with the hot cowboy. It made her happy that he’d even asked her to stay.
There was a knock at the door. Cash pulled on his jeans, “I’ll be right back darlin’.”
Traci listened to him open the door, the voices talking briefly, she couldn’t make any of it out. Cash came back and flopped down on the bed tucking his arm around her. “Something important?” she asked worried he was going to send her away after all.
“Naw, it was just the landowner, my brother, Sawyer.”
CHAPTER FIVE
Cash had left. He needed to deliver a horse somewhere and pick up another somewhere else. Traci didn’t really know since she hadn’t really been paying attention. All she could think was how it had been such an amazing night with him and how it was all over. It had both taken a lifetime and went by so fast it gave her whiplash, but she had gone into it knowing exactly how it would end. It was just a onetime thing but she couldn’t help but think about him. He had been, and always would be, her first.
She didn’t love him. This wasn’t about love. She barely knew him, but that didn’t mean she didn’t most definitely like him and like him a lot. He was so hot, just looking at him had burned his image in her mind. But he had left her, quickly and easily, because to him she was just another notch. Of course he hadn’t even left her a phone number or a way to contact him. That was that.
Now that he was gone all she could do was sit an analyze everything that had happened. Cash had seen her sitting with Sawyer that very first time she saw him in the bar. He must not have known she’d gone home with Sawyer and surely he didn’t know they had fooled around. What if Cash had known but didn’t care? It had never been her intention to hurt Sawyer in any way but he hadn’t called. He hadn’t even bothered to ask why she had lied about her name.
Traci wondered if they had talked about it. Maybe Sawyer already had known that she’d been with Cash and that’s why he hadn’t called. She couldn’t even guess at how much they shared or didn’t share with each other. She would have to explain everything to Sawyer. He was such a good guy, and he didn’t deserve to be lied to nor have secrets kept from him. Even though there was nothing between her and Cash in any way other than the one night, she’d have to apologize to Sawyer for lying about her name, and the other things he didn’t even know were lies yet.
She’d come clean. He’d understand once she’d explained that she lied about her name because it was just something she did, and that she should have told him right away. He may not like her or forgive her, but he’d at the very least appreciate her eventual honesty.
Her thoughts eventually drifted back to Cash. While she did wish it could be more between them, she’d known from the start. There were no strings, it wasn’t his thing. At least she’d always have the memories. Everything was still fresh in her mind even though a few days had passed.
Before he left they had taken a shower together, it had by far been the best shower she had ever had. Cash dragged the bar of soap against her skin, rubbing the slick bar against her neck before sliding it downward circling each breast, lathering them for what had felt like a blissful eternity. Traci could have almost had an orgasm from that attention, but she hadn’t allowed herself to go there. She was too curious to see what would happen next.
He washed her stomach, then moved the bar further down where she’d be soaking wet even without the shower water splashing everywhere. Cash slowly moved the bar back and forth pressing it against her in all the right spots. He pressed her writhing body against the shower wall. She rode that bar of soap just as hard as if it would have been him. He watched her between kisses until she could no longer stand the pleasing torture from the bar of soap. She gave into her orgasm while he kept his eyes on her until the last splendid pulse. He kissed her passionately and passed her the bar of soap.
“Your turn, sweetheart. I like to be nice and clean,” he said showing me his cocky and oh-so-sexy half-smile.
Traci started with his chest and lathered him running both hands all over his chest and then to his stomach. His warm skin so smooth her hands glided with ease. Cash noticed immediately when she paused even though it was only for a nanosecond. “What is it?” he asked putting his finger on her chin and raising her face to meet his.
“Oh, nothing,” she said feeling a little uncomfortable but not wanting to ruin the mood.
“You’ve never….” He took a guess.
“Right,” she said trying to turn her head even though he held her chin firm.
“Trust me sweetheart, you’ll do fine,” he said as he nudged her head down towards his thickness.
“But, I uhh—”
“—Put it in your mouth and suck,” he ordered as if the explanation was more than enough.
Traci wrapped her lips around the head and Cash put his palms against the shower wall leaning into her. She slid her mouth down taking in more and more as he moaned expressing his approval. Her mouth could only take in so much of his length that she had to use her hand to help her with the job. She stroked everything that she wasn’t able to fit inside her mouth. His hips moved towards her thrusting a little more into her as he drew closer. He glanced down and watched her lips move up and down his length until it seemed as though it was too much and he had to look away. He wasn’t ready to be finished, he wanted to enjoy her mouth for as long as he possibly could.
“Oh yeah, sweetheart,” he murmured. He was trying to make it last but his thrusting increased as if there was only so much he could hold back. “Fuck,” he moaned as he released his warm fluid into her mouth almost against his will. She swallowed hard as he watched her, “Christ, Jane!”
“What?” she asked with a sinful smile.
“And I’m supposed to believe you’ve never sucked anyone off before?”
“Yes!”
“Well, you never cease to amaze me.”
He pressed her against the wall and kissed her. The kiss felt like something more than just pure lust, she couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but it was almost as if he too didn’t want it to end. She knew that Cash could have, and did often have, any woman, or women for that matter, that he wanted. This wasn’t anything more than a long one-night stand. She accepted it. She reminded herself as much as possible, but the lazy kiss felt like a little something more or she was just trying to find something that wasn’t there.