Temptation (Club X #1)(45)
Author: K.M. Scott

I sat up tall on him and lifted myself off his cock, only leaving the head inside me to tease him. His thighs tensed against my calves and his fingers dug into my hips, and then he lifted his hips and pushed his cock hard into me. I watched his face twist in a mixture of power and need, loving the control he possessed over me.

This was my fantasy come true.

With every thrust into me, Cash overwhelmed my senses. The sound of our fucking echoed around us, moans and whimpers that grew louder with each moment as we raced toward that sweet oblivion I’d only ever experienced with him. The sight of those blue eyes so intent as they stared down at the spot on our bodies where his cock stretched my opening to take all of him. The musky scent of his cologne tinged with the smell of sex filled my nose. The sensation of him filling me more completely than I thought possible made me want to give him all of me.

Our lovemaking pushed every thought of anything but Cash out of my mind. I rode him with abandon, desperate to give him what he gave me. My body exploded into a million pieces, and I clung to him even though I barely had the strength to hold on. In my ear, I heard him moan my name, and then he came with one last thrust into me, flooding my insides with heat.

I stilled in his arms and buried my face into his neck, the subtle saltiness of his skin making me lick my lips to taste him. His hands gently stroked up and down my back as if to comfort me, but I didn’t need comforting. Being with him was all I needed.

Pressing a tiny kiss on the shell of his ear, I whispered, “You okay?”

He inhaled, expanding his chest against me, and let the air out of his lungs slowly. “That was incredible.” Gently pushing me back away from him, he smiled that sexy smile that never failed to thrill me. “Was this your fantasy?”

I bit my lip. “Part of it,” I said coyly, unable to contain my smile.

“Just part?”

“Yeah. I’ll save the rest of it for another time.”

Cash leaned up to kiss me and then lightly ran his tongue over the seam of my lips. “I’ll have to keep that in mind.”

* * *

“Livy, you sound utterly exhausted.”

I smiled at Josie’s entirely correct description of me. My time with Cash in our fantasy room had exhausted me physically and emotionally. In just a short time, he’d become such a huge part of my life, and our first time out in public had shown me how much he was into me too. “I got to bed late last night, so I’m a little beat.”

“I hear that you and Cassian made an appearance at Club X last night. Seems you two are the new hot couple there.”

“I wouldn’t go that far, Josie. We just took our dating public last night. That’s all.”

“Erin said Jake couldn’t talk about anything else last night. I’d expect a call from him anytime now, Liv. Can you say jealous?”

The way she said jealous in a sing-song voice told me she was enjoying herself. “Jake and I are friends. Period. He knows that. I’m going to grab a shower and a bite to eat. I’ll give you a call later.”

“Call me the second you get off the phone with Jake. I’m dying to hear his tale of woe.”

“Talk to you later, Josie.”

I ended the call and shook my head at her not-so-secret desire to see Jake miserable. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned indeed. Checking the time on my phone, I mentally chastised myself for spending the entire morning in bed. It may have been Saturday, but sleeping in until noon wasn’t my style. Another side effect of dating Cassian March.

That sounded so strange as I repeated those words in my mind. Dating Cassian March, the owner of the hottest club in town and one of Tampa’s most eligible bachelors. Stretching my arms and legs, I enjoyed the sweet ache between my legs from our lovemaking. A girl could definitely get used to a man like Cash.

A knock on my door put an end to my memories of our time together, and I shuffled my tired self out to the living room to see who it was. I saw Jake’s face through the peephole and opened the door to find him standing there with flowers in his hand.

He stuck the bouquet out toward me. “Hey, Livy, I thought I’d come over and see how you’re doing. It’s been a long time.”

“Thanks! Come in. I just got up, so don’t mind the fact that I look like a bus hit me. Late night, you know?”

Jake followed me into the kitchen as I found a vase for the wildflowers he’d brought. From behind me as I stood at the sink to fill it with water, he said, “It was great seeing you last night. I didn’t think I’d ever see you at Club X.”

Arranging the flowers, I chuckled. “I didn’t think so either, but I guess everyone ends up there.” Turning around, I showed him his gift. “These are beautiful, Jake. Thank you.”

“So now you’re with Cassian March? I wouldn’t have thought he was your type, Livy.”

Jake’s pale blue eyes flashed anger. I’d never seen him as anything but a good time, but now he was frightening me. “I don’t know if I have a type, Jake.”

“He’s quite a player. Not exactly the type of guy you usually go for. Or was that just an excuse why you never wanted to be with me?”

Suddenly, my galley kitchen seemed entirely too small for our discussion. I moved to walk out into the living room, but he stuck his arm out in front of me and stopped me cold with a hard forearm to my midsection. “Jake, let me out. Now.”

He pulled me fast against his body. “Stop being such a cock tease, Liv. You like players now, so why shouldn’t we have a good time finally? You know I’ve wanted to get inside those yoga pants for years.”

I looked up and saw him smiling down at me, like this was fun for him. “Jake, let me go. You know I only like you as a friend. It has nothing to do with Cash and me. You and I have always been friends. You, me, Josie, and Erin are the four musketeers.”

Jake slid his hands down to grab my ass and pulled me against him so I could feel his erection. His fingers pressed hard into my skin, hurting me. “Jake, let me go NOW! You’re hurting me!”

He pulled my hair hard and jammed his knee between my thighs. “What is it you like? The money? I’ve got as much or more. The fact that he’s fucked more women than he can remember? Me too. So no more fucking teasing me, sweetheart. I’ve waited long enough.”

Tears burned my eyes, and I cried out, “Don’t do this!” He looked down at me and gave me a sinister smile, so I begged, “Please, Jake, you don’t want to do this.”