Tainted Heartbreak (Tainted Knights 3)

“Maybe.” I grinned at her eye roll. “Depends on Cash.”

“Well, have fun. I’ll see you whenever.”

I waited until the door closed behind her before texting Cash back.

I could eat. Let me get ready, and I’ll meet you wherever.

He replied instantly. I’ll pick you up. You have twenty minutes. That’s all I can give you. I feel like I’m losing my fucking mind without you beside me.

Heart in my throat, I told him I would be ready and jumped out of bed. Glad I had already showered, I brushed my hair, put on a little makeup, and then got dressed. Grabbing my things, I called a goodbye to Lindsey and sprinted down the stairs instead of taking the elevator. By the time I got to the street below, Cash was pulling up in front of the building. I recognized the symbol for Maserati, but that was all I could identify about the four-door car. It was sleek and sexy, but I knew nothing about cars in general to be able to determine much more than that.

His door shot open no sooner than he had his vehicle in park, and I was throwing myself into his arms as soon as he was standing. “Fuck,” he groaned, inhaling the scent of my hair. “It feels like I haven’t seen you in weeks instead of just yesterday.”

My arms tightened around his neck, and I swallowed hard to get rid of the lump that filled my throat. “Take me home with you, Cash,” I breathed close to his ear. “I need you. Now.”

His arms contracted around me, and then he was guiding me around the front of his car and opening the passenger door for me. Once he was behind the wheel, I watched in fascination as his fingers trembled when he put the car in gear and did a quick U-turn that had horns blaring at us. Less than ten minutes later, we were pulling into the garage of his apartment building. I didn’t give him a chance to open my door, hopping out and taking hold of his hand as we sprinted toward the elevators.

Laughing because my heart was happy, I let him enfold me in his arms, and I met his lips halfway. I didn’t see which floor he pressed, didn’t pay attention to anyone as they got on and off on other floors. All I could see, taste, feel was Cash.

Chapter 8

Cash

Amara shifting against my side had my arms tightening around her, afraid she was leaving me. “Don’t go,” I growled, still half asleep.

Her soft laugh against my chest heated my skin, and my body was suddenly one hundred percent awake. “I was just turning over, babe.”

I kissed the top of her head, inhaling the scent of her hair and forcing my body to go back to sleep. I’d let her get very little sleep the night before, and she needed her rest. At least, that was what I told my throbbing dick, but apparently, he’d missed Amara just as much as I had.

“Mm,” she moaned, feeling my cock pulsing against her stomach. “I love how insatiable you are.” Her fingers wrapped around my shaft and stroked upward. “Cash?” Her voice was softer now, and I lifted up onto my elbow to look down at her.

Pushing a few locks of burnt-sienna hair back from her face, I stroked my knuckles down her cheek. “What is it, Dreamer?”

“This is all new territory for me. What I feel for you scares the hell out of me.” She lowered her lashes, keeping me locked out.

I didn’t like that, couldn’t stand that she was hiding from me after everything we’d been doing together the last few days. Cupping her chin, I lifted her head until her lashes rose and I could see those fawn eyes again. “It scares the fuck out of me too, baby. I don’t do this. When it comes to sex, I’m usually a total bastard. Get in, g

et off, get out.” Her teeth sank into her bottom lip, and I rubbed my thumb over the tortured flesh until she released her hold on it. “This is all new to me. I like you, Amara. You’re beautiful and smart and funny. I’ve only known you a few days, but I can tell you that no one makes me laugh as hard as you do. Or makes my cock throb just thinking about you. Not your pussy or your luscious mouth. Just you.”

“Cash—”

I pressed my thumb to the center of her lips, cutting off whatever she might have been about to say. “This is probably too soon. Fuck, I know it’s too soon. But I want to be with you, baby. Goddamn, girl, I spent one night away from you, and I felt like everything in my world was wrong. I want to make this thing exclusive between us. Be my girlfriend.”

Her breath hitched, and her eyes went wide. “R-really?”

“I’ve never had one before. I’ll probably suck balls at it, but yeah. I want this. I want you.” I kissed the corner of her mouth, felt her soft sigh, and my cock twitched in reaction. “But what do you want?”

“This. Us. You.” She gulped, her eyes glazed with emotions. “I like you too. I missed you from the moment you left me at the airport with Riley, and that feeling didn’t go away until I saw you again yesterday. Which is insane, because I don’t miss anyone—ever. I don’t like emotions. It’s scary and sticky, and it causes all kinds of issues down the road. But… But I like you so much. And I’m ready for things to get scary and messy.”

Her answer made something ease that had been knotted up in my chest, and I grinned down at her. “So, it’s official. You’re my girlfriend.”

“I’ve never been a girlfriend before. What does that mean, anyway?”

I kissed her long and slow, until she was squirming against me. “It means I get to take you on dates, and no one but me gets to kiss you. Or touch you. Or lick this perfect pussy.” I cupped her, my thumb teasing over her clit. “It means when something goes wrong, you call me first, and I’ll make it all disappear. And it means you sleep in my arms more than you sleep alone.”

Her breath came out in soft pants as I thrust two fingers into her drenched pussy. “I-I think I can live with that.”

I licked her bottom lip then moved to her ear. “It means if someone touches you, I’ll fucking kill them,” I breathed in her ear.