“Gets fuckin’ cold on the bike, even in the summer. That dress ain’t going to protect you from much.”
No it was not, I thought.
I took the jacket from him and slid it on, savoring the musky, manly scent that clung to it.
Cade hopped on the bike. I took him in for a second, man he looked good on that thing.
“Well, Gwen, hop on,” he ordered.
I glanced from Cade to the bike, trying to figure out how I was going to do this gracefully.
Oh fuck it.
I yanked my dress up and threw my leg over the bike, resting my heels on the little footholds and leaned into Cade. He turned to me.
“That was fuckin’ hot, baby.” He lay another scorching kiss on my mouth before turning to the front, grasping my hands and pulling them around his body.
He started the bike, it vibrated under me, the tremors travelling through my entire body, and we roared off into the night.
Chapter Five
We rode well out of town, the houses beginning to become few and far between. I hadn’t been out this way before, not that I could see much anyway in the inky darkness. I just enjoyed being pressed up to Cade’s hard body and the feeling of being on a bike again. I had ridden on a bike before, with The Prick, and I loved the adrenaline rush and the feeling of freedom that came from it.
We started to slow down and Cade turned down a driveway. A small house with a few lights left on came into sight. From what I could see in the dim light, it looked like a reasonably sized, well maintained beach house. I knew we were by the sea, the smell of saltwater invaded my senses. A black SUV was parked at the garage, and a surprisingly well kept garden surrounded the front of the house.
The bike slowed to a stop behind the SUV and Cade swung off. He held a hand out to me — what a gentleman. I took it, climbing off the bike, quickly yanking down my dress, which had ridden up to my waist. His eyes darkened, even blacker than the night surrounding as.
Cade walked me to the door, unlocking it and I walked into the house. I was interested to see what his house looked like, but I didn’t get the chance. As soon as the door shut behind us, Cade pressed me up against it, mouth on mine.
I was surprised but quickly gave in to the kiss. His hands roamed over my body and I moaned into his mouth. The urgency between us was frantic, I was desperate to get more from him. He yanked up my dress roughly, hands going to my ass. I wrapped my legs around him and he lifted me effortlessly. He carried me in what I guessed was the direction of his bedroom, but I was impatient, grinding on his hard body. He obviously couldn’t wait either, because he put me down on my unsteady feet.
“Arms up, baby,” he commanded roughly, eyes black.
I immediately complied, raising my arms above my head. My dress was ripped off me, leaving me in my lacy red underwear. His eyes devoured me and a low growl erupted from his throat.
He shrugged his cut off his shoulders and threw it down beside him, eyes on me the entire time. I put my hands to his shirt and began to unbutton it, drowning in his turbulent gaze. As I got to the last button, I pulled his shirt down his arms and ran my hands up his stomach.
“Holy shit,” I couldn’t help but mutter.
He was ripped, I mean, eight pack. I thought those were just an urban legend. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hauled him down to me, needing his mouth again. He growled once more, lowering me to the floor, his hard body covering mine. His mouth left mine and trailed kisses down my neck. Ripping the cup of my bra down, he sucked on my nipple, I moaned, feeling like I was going to come already. While he sucked on my nipple, his hands traveled into my soaking panties and stroked me. I let out a little scream, I had never felt so responsive to anyone before.
Cade lifted his head. “Christ, baby, you’re so wet.” Then his head went lower. Way lower.
He continued to work his fingers on my clit, fucking my mouth with his tongue. That pushed me over the edge, waves of pleasure engulfed me. I slowly came down, feeling shaky, Cade staring at me.
“Watching you come, baby, the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” His words were low, barely audible.
“Cade, fuck me,” I whispered, and his eyes went wild.
He pulled his jeans down, I heard the rustle of a condom, then, I shit you not, he ripped my panties off. I didn’t realize that happened in real life.
“God, baby, this is all I have wanted to do since I laid eyes on you.” He didn’t say another word, he just plunged inside me.
I screamed into his mouth, pain and pleasure combining into an intense but amazing sensation.
Cade stopped, looking worried, but also pained. “Baby, you okay? Did I hurt you?” The cords in his neck were pulsing from his restraint.
“Don’t stop,” I managed to moan.
He immediately listened, pounding into me, filling me completely. He took me urgently and hard. It was the most amazing sex I had ever had. I felt another orgasm building as he continued to plunge into me. I screamed out his name as my insides clenched and pleasure washed over me once more. Cade grunted as I milked his release from him.
I was delirious with pleasure, it took a while for me to surface. Cade was settled on top of me, bracing himself on his elbows so he wasn’t squashing me. His intense stare burned through me. He didn’t say a word, just picked me up and strolled into his bedroom, laying me down on the bed.
“Don’t move,” he commanded
I watched him leave the room and go into what I guessed was the bathroom to take care of the condom. I realized I was still wearing my shoes but nothing else. I felt a bit self-conscious about being this exposed. I was mostly comfortable with my body, but I still felt uneasy about my small breasts during sex. I sat up to take off my shoes just as Cade entered the room, looking beyond sexy in the dim light. He stood naked in front of me, frowning.
“Babe, what did I say about moving?”
“I was just taking my shoes off,” I began to argue.
He gently pushed me down on the bed, kissing me senseless, then whispered. “Let me.”
He travelled down my body leaving a trail of fire where he kissed me, leaving out the most important part until he got to my feet. He slowly undid each shoe then slid them off, lifting up my leg and kissing the bottoms of my feet. He travelled back up my body, stopping between my legs looking up at me with savage look on his face.
“Gonna eat you till you come, babe, then I’m gonna fuck you, make you come again.”
I was unable to say anything as he settled between my legs and blew my fucking mind. The things he could do with that tongue. As I recovered from another world-shaking orgasm, Cade whispered in my ear. “You taste so sweet, Gwen, like honey.”
He reached beside his bed, where he tagged another condom, sliding it on and pushing into me, getting to work on orgasm number four.
I woke up feeling dazed, registering Cade’s arms tightly around me. I was tucked into his shoulder, my leg thrown over his thighs. The dull morning light shone through the windows, the curtains hadn’t been drawn.
I peeked at Cade, who was still sleeping. God, he was attractive, his inky black hair mussed over his face, stubble covering his chin. I gazed down at his body, which was even more jaw dropping in the light of day. His arms were seriously big, not bodybuilder big, like Navy Seal big — muscles built to be used, not paraded around in a gym. Tattoos covered his arms and chest. I moved my head up to study them more closely, but Cade’s arm tightened around me.