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“I say we go afterwards,” Cash suggests before grabbing a blanket and laying it over us. He already has the remote in his hand, ready to put on a show.

“Sounds good to me,” Mav says. Letting out a big yawn, he reclines his part of the couch and gets settled in.

The opening scene of Into the Blue starts, and we dim the lights.

Cash’s hand finds mine almost immediately, and our fingers intertwine.

It’s something I notice he loves to do. If we can't fully hold hands without being too obvious, Cash likes to link our pinkies.

As if any connection, no matter how small, is better than nothing.

The notion does something to this guarded heart of mine.

Growing up, I never really had a great role model for what a healthy relationship looked like.

After my dad, my mom never settled down.

She never gave away that piece of herself again, at least not fully.

All I knew of love was that it hurt like a bitch, and I never wanted to put myself in that position.

But lately, I'm beginning to question whether I’ve had it wrong all these years.

Halfway through the movie, Mav calls it a night and leaves us. Cash shifts closer to me as soon as his brother exits the room. The heat radiating off him has my own temperature rising. I want him so frickin’ bad.

The light brush of his fingers along my thigh has me turning in his direction. Golden flecks in his brown eyes shimmer with unspoken words and promises. Before I even realize what I'm doing, I find myself in his lap, leaning in for a kiss.

His fingers tangle in the hair at the nape of my neck, and I moan when he gives it a little tug. “You feel so fucking good in my arms,” Cash whispers.

“So good,” I practically groan when I drag my throbbing core over his covered erection.

I'm lost to the feel of him, the way he makes me feel. How he drives me crazy with want. I don’t ever want this sensation to go away. I'm seconds from sliding my pajama shorts to the side and begging him to put me out of my tortured misery when my mom’s voice pops into my head.

I’d hate to have to send you back to Tennessee. What happens if this is over before we even get a chance? Could I survive it?

Pushing back from a bewildered Cash, I plop onto the couch beside him, chest heaving.

“Wha— What’s wrong?” Cash asks, brow pinched with concern.

I run my hands over my face, trying to gather my thoughts. If I go too far with him, I know there’s no turning back. I’ll want him forever, but I don’t know how much longer I’ll be here for.

“I just don’t know if it’s a good idea for us to…” My words die as I stare at his handsome face. Why did my mom have to fall for a great man? A man who also happens to be the father of the guy I'm falling for. But then again, would I have ever met Cash if not?

“I think if I get to feel you the way I’ve been dying to, I’ll never be able to stop. And with our parents’ situation… I don’t know if it’s a great idea to go any further right now.”

Cash closes his eyes, digesting my words. “I get it, but fuck what people say,” he says, disappointment evident in his tone.

“We can see where things are at by the end of the summer, but I think for now, it’s for the best.”

He nods, reaching over to link our pinkies. “Okay, Bella.”

I lean up and kiss him again, his sweetness making me warm all over.

“I thought you said no further,” Cash says, sounding surprised.

Grinning at him before I kiss him once more, I speak against his lips, “I said not any further… I didn’t say stop completely.”

“So, what we’ve been doing is still okay?”

“Yes, still okay, just no sex.”

“No sex,” he agrees begrudgingly.

“What about oral?” I ask, knowing I’ve been dying to have him in my mouth since the first time I saw him.

He pops an eyebrow at me. “If I can’t have your pussy, your mouth will be too tempting. I’d say I can touch you, but I’m not strong enough for you to truly touch me.”

“So no sex, no touching… Promise you're okay with that?”

He thinks about it for a minute, then nods. “I wish more than anything that I could touch you…but I promise.”

I bite my lip and nod, and before I can take another breath, Cash’s lips collide with mine. This time, he’s laying me down beneath him, my legs spread wide for his hips. I feel him at my core again, and I moan when he grinds into me.

“I would give anything to watch you come undone beneath me. To watch this gorgeous face of yours moan my name,” he says with his hand cupping my cheek. This might be harder than I thought; I want to give him everything, especially when he looks at me like that… Like I hung the damn moon.

“I have an idea,” I say, letting lust lead the way.

Sliding out from under him, I brace myself on some pillows, facing in his direction. He situates himself opposite of me, giving him the perfect view of my body.

“I think I can give you what you want, but still keep our promise.” My words are hesitant, but I know we’re both dying for more.

His eyes sparkle with intrigue as I shimmy out of my shorts. “I said we can’t go further with each other, but what if I show you how you make me feel?”

Cash groans the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard, and my hesitation simply evaporates. My fingers trail down my body, his eyes tracking my every motion. I can see his erection straining behind his shorts, which only fuels my brazen actions.

“You going to touch yourself for me, Bella? Show me what you wish my fingers and tongue were doing to you?” Cash grits out before slipping his hand into the waistband of his shorts, fisting his cock.

My finger slowly circles my clit, and my eyes close for the briefest of seconds as the reality of what we’re doing sets in. This is so fucking hot.

Dragging my finger through my wetness, I bring it back to my clit and continue to circle the sensitive bud.

Teasing myself the way I wish Cash would.

When I look at him, all I see is utter infatuation written all over his face, and it has my core clenching.

He slides his shorts down, freeing his erection, and I lick my lips. Holy shit, he’s thick.

“That’s it, nice and slow.” I try my best to listen to his direction, struggling to stop my fingers from picking up their pace. I dip one inside, trying to fill the void I wish wasn’t there. Whimpering, I watch his hand stroke himself at a steady rhythm.

“Fuck, I can see how wet you are. So fucking sexy playing with yourself for me.”

I groan as my orgasm builds, my eyes fluttering closed at the overwhelming sensation of seeing him touch himself, hearing his words, imagining it’s him touching me like this.

“Cash, I'm close,” I moan softly, and a tingling sensation begins to spread up from my toes. I knew it wouldn’t take much to get me there; I’ve been teetering on the edge all day.

“Eyes on me, Bella. I want to see every second of this,” he commands as he grips his cock firmly, as if to stop his own impending orgasm. “I’m close too. Fuck.”

“Oh shit, I'm coming. I'm coming.” I throw my hand over my mouth to suppress my cries as my body falls into bliss, eyes locked on his as I writhe under my touch and his attention.

Legs shaking wildly, I continue to play with my clit through the orgasm.

Cash watches me in awe, and I see the moment his own release crests just seconds after mine.

With a heady groan, his cum lands on his stomach, and I stop myself from crawling over and licking every drop off him.

My heart races uncontrollably at what we just did. Hands down, the hottest thing I've ever experienced. Cash comes over to my side of the couch and kisses me, hard, our mouths consuming one another feverishly.

He pulls away, resting his forehead on mine, as he allows for our breathing to settle. “That was by far the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen.”

I go to kiss him again and pull him closer, but he shakes his head. “If I don’t get into the shower this instant, my promise is going to shit. And I don’t want to blow it on the first attempt.”

I can’t help it, I pout. Leaning forward, he kisses it away and cups my cheek tenderly.

“Don’t worry, baby… We’ll definitely be doing that again,” he says before leaving me with one last peck on the lips before heading out of the room.

Collapsing onto the couch, a goofy-ass grin takes over my face.

I can’t believe we just did that.