“Thank you,” I sigh, my head dropping forward.
“After I feed you, you’re mine again.”
“Did you take something?” I ask exasperatedly.
“What?” He smirks, showing off both dimples.
“It can’t be normal for a guy to get hard so quickly after...” I say quietly, looking down at his very hard c**k and waving my hand in its direction.
“This is all your fault.” His fist wraps around his c**k and begins moving in slow strokes. “All I have to do is look at you and I’m ready to go again.”
“Food,” I say, watching as he works himself. I lick my lips and feel my lower belly clench. I have no idea how I can still get wet after the amount of times I’ve orgasmed today.
“I’ll feed you,” he says, taking a step closer to me. His free hand goes to my hip, turning me to face the countertop. “Put your hands flat on top and don’t move them.” I do as he says, my br**sts pressing into the cold counter. He uses his foot to spread my legs farther apart; once he has me how he wants me, his fingers run over my clit, making my body jump at the contact. I feel like every nerve ending is exposed; the slightest touch is almost too much. “You’re wet,” he states, sounding almost surprised. I don’t say anything, just nod my head. I feel his warmth hit my back, his legs bending right before he fills me, forcing me to stand on my tiptoes.
“Oh,” I moan as my fingers dig into the countertop.
“I love being inside you,” he groans. He keeps pulling almost all the way out before slamming back inside, each thrust causing my sensitive ni**les to slide over the counter. His hand slides around my waist before traveling down and over my clit. I press back against him, trying to get away from his fingers. Everything that I’m feeling is too much. Without warning, I hear a loud smack and feel the sting from his palm against my ass. My body jumps, and I feel myself become even wetter. I cry out when his fingers pinch my clit, and my body bucks against his as I orgasm. I clench around him. My body burns from the inside out. Lights dance behind my closed eyelids. I know I’m dragging him over with me when I feel his fingers digging into my hips and his loud roar fills the room. His body collapses on top of mine. I can feel his heart beating wildly against my back, his chest heaving up and down.
“I think you’re trying to kill me with orgasms,” I say into the top of the counter.
“My dick is officially rubbed raw,” he groans, sliding out of me.
“What are you doing?” I yell as he picks me up, walking towards the bedroom.
“Going to shower,” he says, and I wiggle until I'm out of his arms.
“No! No way,” I say, and I don’t even look at him as I run to the room, slamming the bedroom door. I then run to the bathroom, shutting and locking that door as well.
“Babe.” I can hear the laughter in his voice as he knocks on the door.
“Naked house day is over!” I yell before I jump into the shower, trying to wash as quickly as possible before he finds a way to break down the door. Once I’m done showering, I wrap myself in a robe, making sure to tie it tightly around my waist. I’m surprised to see Cash sitting on the side of the bed fully clothed, his hair still wet from his shower he must’ve taken in the kids’ bathroom.
“What are you doing?” I ask, backing up when I see him stand and start prowling towards me.
“I’m going to kiss you and leave the room,” he says, his arm encircling my waist. My hands go to his chest, trying to warn him off. “Just a kiss, baby, and then I want you to get dressed so I can take you out to dinner.”
“We’re still going to dinner?”
“I promised you I would feed you,” he says, his lips moving softly over mine. I smile against his mouth. His face moves back, his eyes looking me over. “Unless you feel up to getting back into bed.” He smiles when I growl. “Get dressed. I’ll be in the living room.” He turns me around, pushing me towards the closet. I jump when he smacks my ass. I look over my shoulder to see him smiling. “You have a beautiful ass, baby.” He shrugs, walking out of the room. I walk into the closet smiling.
“One more flight,” I hear Lilly tell Jax as we board the small plane. I don’t mind flying, but this day has been exhausting. We woke up at five this morning, got both the kids up and ready, then drove the forty minutes to the airport where we caught our first flight. That one took us from Tennessee to Seattle, and once in Seattle, we boarded another flight to Anchorage, Alaska. Once we arrived in Anchorage, we made our way quickly from the terminal to our gate in order to head outside and board another plane to the small town that her parents lived in.
“I want to sit with Daddy,” Ashlyn says when we all file onto the plane. The seats are all two-by-two, so we have to split up into pairs.
“That’s fine,” Lilly says as she helps Jax buckle into the seat next to her across the aisle from Ashlyn and me.
“How much longer?” Ashlyn asks, and I can tell she’s getting tired. Lucky for us, both kids are pretty well behaved, so we haven’t had any real drama or breakdowns today, but it has been a long day and it’s starting to wear on all of us.
“Forty-five minutes,” Lilly answers. Once all the other passengers are on the plane and the door is closed, the sound of the engines fills the plane. It’s so loud I look nervously over to Lilly who smiles. “They call these planes pond hoppers.” Lilly laughs when she sees the look on my face. “Don’t worry, we’re up then back down on the ground before you know it,” she says with a smile as Jax takes her hand. The plane starts to speed up, and I know we’re off the ground when the plane shakes and the sound of the engine gets even louder than before. This has got to be the scariest flight I have ever been on; I feel like the plane is going to rattle apart. About twenty minutes into the flight, Ashlyn has curled up in her seat with her head against my ribs. I look over at Lilly and Jax, seeing that they are both asleep. Lilly’s head is back against her headrest, and Jax is in much the same position as Ashlyn. The stewardess doesn’t even come through the cabin for drink service; she just stays strapped into her seat. Before I know it, the captain makes an announcement that we will be landing soon. Once I feel the plane touch down, I reach across the small aisle and run my fingers down Lilly’s cheek. Her eyes open and meet mine before looking down at Jax, who is now awake, then over at Ashlyn. We wait until most of the passengers are off the plane before we stand and get our carry-ons out of the bins; it’s easier than trying to fight everyone to get off.