I knew this was the moment that I should probably stop things. As much fun as spending time with Cade was, as much as I loved flirting with him, sleeping with him was probably a bad idea.
But I wanted him. I hadn’t had fun, hadn’t done whatever I wanted since my son had been born. It was the role of a parent to put their child and their responsibilities first. And I’d had to focus on my career, my business. There’d been no time to have a fling, if I’d even wanted one.
And maybe…this would be the way to get Cade out of my system, once and for all. It was clear that I was still pining for him, still wanted him. If I could have one good fuck with him, then perhaps I could finally move on.
This was the moment of no return, but I didn’t want to return. I wanted to keep going with this. I wanted to indulge myself in Cade.
I let him lead me to the hotel, where he’d booked us a room. He made sure to pick a suite for us, and I couldn’t help but feel that that was sweet of him—if a bit unnecessary. After all, I had no intention of really taking in the room’s décor or amenities.
Cade unlocked the door with the room key and stepped inside. I could feel the hum of arousal and anticipation between us like it was a live creature.
Cade closed the door behind me, and immediately pressed me up against it. I gasped, the heat of the moment making me breathless, as his body pressed against mine. I moaned, already feeling frantic with desire. I hadn’t been with anyone in nearly ten years. That itself was enough to have me feeling desperate. But to be with Cade, the last man to make me feel this crazy with desire, the man I’d been pining for even as I’d refused to admit to myself that it was nothing.…
“God, you’re temptation itself,” Cade murmured. His hands fell to my hips, squeezing, and that was the only warning I got before he was kissing me like his life depended on it.
I moaned again, wrapping my arms around him. It was just like the last time in the dressing room, invisible ropes snapping inside of us, unable to hold back, like we were teenagers all over again. I clawed at his clothes, wanting him to get naked, wanting to feel his hot, firm body against mine, with nothing getting in between us. Cade slid his tongue into my mouth, and I sucked on his lips greedily, making desperate little noises, unable to help myself. I felt wanton and naughty in a way that I normally wasn’t, almost like I was a whole other person when I was with him.
Cade’s hands were everywhere, all over me, squeezing, teasing, like he wanted to touch me everywhere all at once and was limited only by the laws of physics. Then, without warning, he grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head with one hand as the other slid between my legs.
Oh, God. He shoved my underwear aside and dragged a finger along my skin, near my pussy. I panted, my head falling back against the door, my thighs shaking. He was so strong, keeping me held up and pinned, holding both my wrists with one hand and fingering me with the other.
He kissed me deeply the entire time so that I gasped into his mouth, dizzy with desire, kissed and held and touched, unable to do anything except take the pleasure that he was giving.
“You’re so hot,” he moaned, sliding a finger inside of me. “So goddamn tight. I wanted you the second I saw you in your office. You got fucking hotter with the years. Fuck, kitten.…”
Kitten. I moaned and pushed back onto his fingers. “Cade….”
“You gonna be my good little kitten? Hmm?” he teased me, stroking me with another finger. His thumb rubbed concentrated circles around my clit, and I moaned again as he kept talking, his sinful voice and those sensuous words drawing me ever closer towards ecstasy.
“Are you going to come for me?” he asked. “Get yourself all wet and loose and open for me, so that I can fuck you like you deserve to be fucked?”
“C-Cade!” I cried out, writhing helplessly against his fingers. Oh, God. Oh God….
I was going to come, just like he’d said. I was so close. I couldn’t wait to have him inside of me, fucking me, but this was so good, he was fingering me so well, playing me like a goddamn
fiddle….
I felt like everything in me was melting into him, his hands and his body pinning me to the door, the only things keeping me in solid form. I had forgotten that I could feel this good, that I could be this turned on. It was almost like having sex for the first time, except that Cade knew my body so well—even after all these years, he knew exactly how to touch me, how to make me scream—
And scream I did, when I came, my body shuddering wildly. It felt like I was breathing fire. My legs shook and I gasped, sucking air back into my lungs. If only his fingers felt this good, I couldn’t imagine how good his cock would feel….
Cade kissed me passionately, and I could feel how hard he was through his slacks. “You’re so goddamn hot for me, kitten,” he purred. “Naughty girl, wearing these outfits to drive me wild. You want me to fuck you? Get you purring like a good little kitten?”
God, yes, I did. “Please,” I whispered, pressing myself against him and stroking his front, feeling his hard cock grinding against me. He was so big. I couldn’t wait to have him inside me.
I kissed him, and Cade finally let go of my wrists. I wrapped my arms around him to hold him close. It was still frantic and passionate, like neither of us could wait for long after all these years apart, and then having spent the past week or so thinking that we couldn’t have each other. I didn’t want to wait another second, I wanted to have him fucking me at last.
Cade tugged me along with him as he took a step back towards the bed, the both of us clawing at each other’s clothes. If we just stepped back from one another and took our time to undress properly we could get on with things, but I couldn’t stop kissing him and it felt like Cade felt the same. I just couldn’t handle being separated from him. I couldn’t pull back.
We crashed together onto the bed, ripping at one another’s clothes, until through a combination of willpower and franticness we managed to strip completely naked. Cade pulled back, staring down at me, and he had a look on his face that I couldn’t even describe.
“You really are gorgeous,” he murmured, and I felt my breath catch.
Then he kissed me again, before I could reply, and I was lost all over again.
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