I pulled her panties down with my teeth, exposing her fully to me. They dropped to the floor, and I pushed her back so she’d land on the bed.
She laughed as she bounced back up, her hands coming out to help her fall. My gaze landed on her thighs, and the scars marring her skin. They started just above her knees and went right up to the edge of her pussy. I hated them. I hated them because they showed her inner turmoil. But I loved them because they were part of her. I was at war with them, but I needed to put them aside and concentrate on her, and only her.
I flicked my gaze up to her, and she was watching me carefully. “You’re so fuckin’ beautiful, Aria.” Her cheeks tinted red, and I grinned at the blush. I trailed my finger from her ankle, over her knee, and up to her pussy, dipping inside her folds and groaning at her wetness.
“God, Cade,” she groaned, her hands gripping on to the comforter of my bed. “Don’t stop.”
I had no intention of stopping. None whatsoever. I leaned forward and placed each hand over her inner thighs. My palms felt the scars on them as I pushed my face between her legs and licked her pussy.
Her hand pushed through my hair and gripped so tightly my scalp burned, but I grinned at it. It turned me the hell on when she did that, so I licked her again, this time pulling her clit into my mouth and sucking on it.
“Ahhhh.” Her legs locked around my head, but I didn’t let up. I lapped at her like she was the last thing I was ever going to eat, and didn’t stop until her legs were shaking, and she was screaming, “It’s too much!”
My hand drifted to her chest, and I tweaked one of her nipples then sucked her clit one last time, knowing it was exactly what she needed to fall off the edge of the cliff and let go.
Her back bowed off the bed, and I moved with her, let her clit go, and did one final lick to eek her orgasm out even more. Her hand slowly let go of my hair, her body crashing as she rode the high and aftereffects, but I wasn’t done with her yet. I needed to show her exactly how I felt about her, and there was only one way to do that.
> I stood, started to pull the zipper down on my jeans, and kept my gaze locked with her face. Her light-brown eyes opened, sleepy and satisfied, but as soon as they connected with mine, they sparked.
“No.” She shook her head, and I stopped pulling my zipper down, frowning at her as she sat up and shuffled to the edge of the bed. “That’s my job.”
Her small hand covered mine over my zipper then pushed it aside. She dipped her head back, staring up at me, the only sound in the room our heavy breathing and the metal of my zipper as she tugged it all the way down.
I lifted my hand and placed it on the side of her face, my thumb rubbing back and forth. My stomach dipped, and I couldn’t believe I was standing here, watching her undress me. How the hell had that happened?
“Aria,” I whispered. I didn’t know what else to say. I wasn’t sure there was anything I could say.
She grasped each side of my jeans over my hips and pulled, revealing my boxer briefs. Her fingers whispered over my erection covered by the black material, and I closed my eyes at the sensation.
“Cade? Look at me.”
I did as she commanded, and heaved in a sharp breath at the way she stared up at me. There was nothing but confidence in the way her shoulders pulled back and the way her stare stayed on mine.
Slowly—oh so goddamn slowly—she pulled my boxer briefs down, and my erection sprang free. Her hand curled around the base, and I wasn’t sure I could take much of her touch before I’d blow my load.
“Baby.” I leaned forward and placed my hands on either side of her, but she didn’t let go of my cock. Her grip was firm and demanding. “I need you so bad right now.”
She groaned, her eyes closing. “Yessss.”
My lips connected with her neck as I wrapped an arm around her waist and brought her back down to the bed. My body covered hers fully, but I fuckin’ loved it. I loved how small she was. I loved how I could encompass her and keep her safe.
Her hands gripped my back, keeping me glued to her, and I readjusted my position so the head of my cock was at her entrance. There was no going back once we eradicated this line. We’d always have this, no matter what.
“I’m on the pill,” she blurted out, and I widened my eyes. She’d gotten me so lost inside of her, I hadn’t even thought about it.
I pressed my forehead to hers and pushed slowly, whispering, “It’s okay,” as she winced. “Relax, baby. It’s just you and me.” Her stare connected with mine. “It’ll always be you and me,” I promised her.
Her chest expanded, her nipples scraping over my pecs as she pulled in a breath. “Do it,” she urged.
I thrust some more and tensed at how tight she was. I wanted to take my time. I wanted to relish every second of us in my bed, but I wasn’t sure how long I could hold on for. The tip of my cock hit her barrier, and I paused for a second. Once this was gone, there really would be no turning back. But one look down at her had my mind made up, and I pushed my hips forward, breaking through it.
Aria gripped me tighter, her legs wrapping around my waist, and I hated the tears rolling down the side of her face and into her hair. “Baby, we can stop—”
“No.” Her voice was a determined whisper. There was no doubting the word she’d spoken. “Keep going.”
I swallowed and blew out a breath. “Okay, but if it’s too much…”
Her lips pulled up into the sweetest smile, and if I had been standing, it would have knocked me off my feet. “Everything is always too much with you, Cade.”