He unbuttoned his pants and shoved them down, pulling something out of the pocket before he straightened. “Come ’ere. I’m not done with you yet.”
She glanced down, finding him fully aroused again, and her stomach clenched low and tight. Oh, thank you, God. Kade tore open the little foil packet with his teeth and rolled the condom on.
Without another word, he was helping her climb onto the table. He grasped her hips and positioned her over him. The tip of his cock teased along her entrance, drawing shivers from her as she looked down to where their bodies met, fascinated by the vision.
“You like watching,” he said, though his voice was so gritty she could tell it was costing him something to delay the moment. “You want to watch my cock disappear inside of you?”
If she hadn’t already been flushed from everything else, she would’ve gone crimson. But instead of watching him slide in, she looked up and met his gaze right as he lowered her down and entered her. The satisfaction that crossed his face as he seated himself deep was far more erotic than anything she could’ve seen by looking down. Her muscles tightened around him, the invasion blissful after so much buildup. “Man, that feels good.”
“Back at ya, beautiful,” he said, giving her a quick but potent kiss. “Now, fuck me, Tess. I won’t let you fall.”
He braced a hand on her waist to keep her steady and then tucked the other between their bodies, giving her clit a teasing stroke. It was like the starter gun going off. She rocked her hips, lifting off him then gliding back down in one fluid, toe-curling motion. The stretch of her body around him was almost too delicious to bear, mixed in with the still tingling heat of her backside. Everything felt alive, vibrating. Kade strummed her hot button again, this time with more intent. An ocean-like roar filled her ears. “Oh, God.”
“Take what you need, baby,” Kade said, watching her with rapt attention. “I want to watch you break open.”
She didn’t need any further encouragement. She plunged down on him and tilted her hips to rub her clit against his fingers with each thrust. Sensation snaked over her skin like lava flows, everything going hot and sweaty and achy. Kade whispered dirty things to her about how fucking hot she looked, about how he couldn
’t wait to taste every part of her again, about how sexy she’d been with his handprints on her ass. Before long, she’d lost all sense of decency and was riding him with singular focus.
“Come for me, Tess,” he said, his voice no longer cajoling but commanding.
Stars filled the space behind her eyelids and the building mass of tension inside her unraveled in one spine-melting explosion. She tilted her head back and moaned his name, almost losing her balance. But as promised, he didn’t let her fall. He held onto her as she came hard and long, sensations crashing over her one after another, and then soon his own sounds of pleasure were melding with hers.
When she didn’t think her body could bear another second of holding itself up, she tipped forward and landed against his chest. He wrapped his arm around her and lay back on the table, cradling her to him as their labored breathing struggled to return to normal.
Minutes passed without either saying anything. Her hands flexed behind her back, her fingers aching to touch him, to unbutton that shirt and have her cheek against the man beneath, to explore. But she’d have to wait another day for that.
She closed her eyes. Another day.
“Cocky bastard,” she muttered.
“Hey,” he said, reaching behind her to unfasten the belt. “What was that for?”
She stretched her wrists once they were free and pushed herself up and off of him. “You win.”
He lifted his brows, feigning innocence, as he unbuttoned his shirt and handed it to her. “Whatever could you mean?”
She tucked herself into the too long sleeves and wrapped the shirt around herself. “You have me thinking about a next time. What are you trying to do to me, Kade Vandergriff?”
He smiled and pulled on his pants, the quick sound of the zipper like punctuation marking the end of their night. “Just trying to see you again. Is that so bad?”
She looked to the ceiling, the thought both tempting and terrifying all in one. “Yes.”
He closed the space between them and wrapped his arms around her waist. “All these years, and you’re still shooting me down. A guy could develop a complex.”
She sighed. “It’s not that. Being with you is . . .” Intense. Overwhelming. Addictive. “Great. But you know this is complicated. I’m working for you now. Plus, you’re who you are, and I’m the former trophy wife. Think how that would be perceived if we were seen in public. And I don’t want to even think about what would happen when Doug got wind of it, especially when he figured out it was you.”
Kade’s expression turned hard. “That asshole couldn’t do a damn thing.”
She shook her head. “You don’t understand. I think part of him still thinks I’m going to come back. You heard him on the phone tonight. He’s not going to let it go if I start dating someone as high-profile as you. I don’t want to bring drama into your life.”
Kade’s hands coasted up her back in a soothing motion, but his jaw twitched with old anger. “He can’t get to you or me anymore, Tess. Yes, he has power and money. But so do I, and I have more of it. He can’t touch me now, and I definitely won’t let him mess with you. He’ll regret it if he tries.”
His words were resolute, but anxiety rolled around in her stomach.
“In fact,” he said, leading her to the couch to sit down. “This could be the ultimate fuck you to him. Show him and the world that you’re not broken and in hiding after all those accusations he threw out to the press. You’ve moved on with your life.”
She sent him a smirk. “Now you’re just waving Eden apples at me. The thought of putting him in his place like that . . .”