“Okay,” she whispered. “Make love to me, Cade. Love me, just this once.”
“Just this once?” He burst out on a groan of arousal, of torture. “Damn, Marly. Forever. I love you forever.”
Cade undressed her and himself, slowly. His fingers didn’t tremble as hers did, his body wasn’t shuddering, but he was hot and barely controlled. His breaths rasped from his chest harshly, and when he stretched her along the seat and raised above her she could feel the taut tension that made him seem harder, more masculine than ever before.
“I love your body, Marly,” he whispered as his lips touched hers. “So soft and pretty.” His tongue speared into her mouth, tangling with hers as he kissed her soft and deep. And slow. A caress, a melding of heat and need.
Marly arched into him, crying out at the exquisite sensations, the longing in the kiss.
“I could kiss you all day.” He moved back from her, his naked body braced above her, the long, thick length of his cock lying on her thigh like a fleshly brand.
Marly’s hands ran along his arms, his smooth shoulders. She felt the heat coming off his body in waves, and her body arched to it.
“Such pretty nipples.” He licked each one. His mouth took delicate sips, his lips closing on them, his teeth rasping the delicate points.
Marly cried out, arching against him, her thighs clenching in desperation.
“And here.” His lips moved down her stomach, to her thighs.
Marly whimpered, allowing him to open her thighs gently.
“And here. I love your sweetness, and how wet you get for me.” His tongue stroked gently along the lips between her thighs, curling between them, licking lightly, leaving her arching, begging for more.
Marly’s hand speared into his hair, her thighs opening wider until one leg rested on the floor of the limo, her hips arching into the soft, gentle touch.
“I’ve never touched a woman like this, Marly,” he whispered, then dragged his tongue through the slick evidence of what his touch was doing to her.
When his tongue reached her clit, it swirled around it slow and sure. He suckled it into his mouth, flickering lightly with his tongue as he applied a steady pressure on the little nubbin.
“Cade.” She arched closer, drowning now rather than spinning out of control.
Marly had never known anything so destructive, so sensually searing as the slow licks and gentle nips he took from her. She couldn’t talk, couldn’t think, all she could do was hold onto him as he unraveled her. A long, broad finger sank knuckle deep inside her as another slowly lubricated the little tight hole lower.
Marly’s breathing escalated, her body suspended as she felt him caress her there. Her breath strangled in her throat as she felt his finger sink in. Her muscles parted with little resistance, then clenched on the digit desperately. Her body was inflamed. His mouth worked her into a lather of lust as his fingers drove her crazy. The slow, deep thrusts into her vagina and her anus were building her into a boiling mass of desperation as she felt her climax winding through her body.
“Now, Marly.” He increased the suction, the strokes, the flickering licks until she was screaming, arching.
“Cade,” her wail echoed around her as she felt it erupt, her release deep and gasping, flowing over her, around her until she was shuddering in his arms.
“My turn.” He rose quickly to his knees, then sank the full length of his shaft
deep and hard inside the clenching, gripping depths of her soaked vagina.
“Oh, God!” Her legs wrapped around his thrusting hips, her arms holding onto his shoulders as he began to pound into her with long, hard strokes.
Dazed, pleasure zinging hard and bright through her body, Marly watched Cade’s eyes darken, his face tauten as he took her. Over and over again, he thrust inside her to the hilt, then retreated and thrust again, driving her mad. The first climax was still shuddering through her when the second tore her apart. She couldn’t scream, her vision darkened as she fought to hold onto sanity, hold onto Cade as he thrust one last time then cried out above her.
She felt the thick, harsh jets of his release inside her quivering flesh as she bucked one last time with her own eruption. Then she collapsed. Her arms fell from his shoulders, her legs from his hips, and she gazed up at him in stunned confusion.
It had been just as hard, just as destructive this way, yet she had held on.
Drawing breath into his lungs in quick, labored breaths, Cade stared down at her. Marly still gripped him, still pulsed around him.
“Again,” he growled, moving slower now, stroking rather than taking. “Again Marly, before I die.”
Her head fell back, her eyes closing in bliss as he began to take her slow and easy. Cade had never seen anything, or anyone so damned beautiful, so damned sexy and alluring in all his life. No other woman had been so tight, so hot, driving him mad with a need he couldn’t put a name to, but knew that only Marly could satisfy.
Chapter Twenty-Seven