I wake up and I can see that the sun is starting to rise. I know I should feel cold, but I don’t. I blink as my eyes open and then realize I’m practically on top of Cash. Maybe I should be embarrassed, but I can’t be, because it’s the best feeling in the world. He’s asleep and even asleep, I still see the dominance in his facial features. His skin is a nice olive color from working outside on his farm. A farm, that with just one glance, I’ve fallen in love with.

I envy him, really. It must be heaven to have this beauty surround you every day and every night. I love it so much that I don’t really want to leave. Or maybe the simple truth is that I don’t want to leave Cash. I know that sounds crazy, but it’s true. I have to wake him up—not because I want to, but I know I need to get back to the bed and breakfast before my shift.

“Cash. Wake up.”

He slowly opens his eyes and he starts to smile. It makes my heart flutter.

“I hate to wake you up, but I have to work this afternoon,” I say, smiling.

You can tell he’s still trying to orient himself. He has day old scruff on his jaw now and I wonder how it will feel if he kisses me.

“Mornin’ Darlin’.”

I love the way his voice sounds first thing in the morning. It’s deep and it has a raspy timbre to it that sends a shudder through my body. I lean towards him wanting something I can’t describe. I want to verbalize it, but I can’t. I’m thankful when he cups the back of my neck and brings me closer.

“Like waking up to you, Mia,” he rumbles. My eyes flutter close as his lips capture mine. I forget about being afraid of having morning breath, or the fact that I should be getting ready for work. Everything is forgotten, except this moment.

This moment with Cash.

I let out a sigh, and he deepens our kiss. I lose myself in the kiss, the world stopping for me. He pulls me on top of him and has me straddle him. I feel his hard cock pushing against me. I instantly know what they mean when they talk about morning wood. Without realizing it, I grind against him, loving the feel of his cock pressed against me and wanting more. If it feels this good with clothes on, I know that without clothes it will be an out of this world experience.

When he takes ahold of my hips and slowly helps me rock back and forth, I toss my head back and moan out his name, almost silently. “Cash…please, I need more.”

He quickly flips me over on my back and he’s above me. “I’ll give you more. I’ll make that pretty pussy weep for me.”

He grinds down on top of me and I can feel the hard ridge of his cock pushing into me… Everywhere. He lifts my shirt up, opens the front clasp of my bra, and then his lips are on my nipples.

“Ahh, more. Harder, please... please… please,” I moan out.

Thank God, he does what I’m asking for, because I don’t think I could string more than a few words together right now. He bites down on my nipple while he tweaks the other with his thumb and finger. That sets me off and I come. I thought last night was the best thing I’ve ever experienced, but Cash proves me wrong.

He puts a hip down beside me and leans in to gather me close, holding me as the last of my tremors subside.