“Haven’t fucked you in two days, feels like forever since I’ve slid into that tight pussy.”
His rough hands caressed my breasts and I threw my head back, pleasure already overwhelming me. I ground my hips against his, hearing his guttural groan. Cade’s hand pulled my head to look at him.
“Look at me, Gwen.”
I locked eyes with him and he yanked me into a mind-shattering kiss. I lost all coherent thought apart from the feel of his body, his tongue, his scent.
I reached around to untie my bikini, taking it off but leaving his cut. My body was lifted and Cade took a nipple in his mouth.
“Cade,” I breathed as he tweaked my other nipple roughly. I almost screamed. “Need you,” I whispered brokenly, trying to undo my shorts.
It was kind of awkward in this cramped space.
Dammit, why did I have to wear shorts?
I didn’t want my body leaving his to take them off. Cade solved this dilemma by reaching down to my shorts and ripping them off. I repeat ripping them off. Ripping some flimsy lace is one thing, but denim shorts? Whoa.
I didn’t think much after that, his fingers entered me, stroking me as he unbuttoned his jeans and replaced his fingers with his cock. This time I screamed, riding him fast and hard, overwhelmed by pleasure. Cade pulled my head down to his, thrusting slowly from beneath me, keeping his mouth inches from mine.
I looked into his eyes as the pressure built, almost floored by the amount of emotion, reverence in his gaze. My orgasm took over and I heard Cade’s grunt as I clenched around him, milking his release. I collapsed against him, his strong arms circling around me. We were silent a while, Cade still inside me.
“Baby, the vision of fucking you wearing my cut, something I won’t forget till the day I die.” Cade bit my neck.
I giggled a little and started to get up, but his arms stopped me.
He rested his forehead against mine. “No way I can ever repay you for saving Bull’s life, baby.” His gaze was serious. “The club, me, are in debt to you. Saving a brother’s life, babe. Shit.”
I stroked his cheek. “I don’t need any repayment, honey, just knowing that Bull is getting the help he needs is enough. And knowing my old man won’t be losing his brother,” I said, emotion seeping into my voice.
Cade smiled. “So I’m your old man again?” he teased.
“I guess.” I smiled back.
Cade’s face turned serious again. “Care about you, Gwen. A fuck of a lot, more than I have anyone,” he said fiercely.
My heart fluttered. “I care about you too, Cade,” I whispered, touching my lips to his.
I felt him inside me as he deepened the kiss, slowly beginning to make love to me again, his mouth never leaving mine.
We eventually made it back to my house and I spotted more than a few bikes as we pull up.
“Looks like cocks have crashed the party, babe,” Cade stated as he got out.
I couldn’t help but be glad, it would be nice to be surrounded by my friends and Cade’s brothers. Cade opened the door for me, lifting me out and directing me towards the house, I stopped him.
“Honey we’ll just go straight out back, everyone is still out by the pool by the sounds of it.” I tried to pull him to the side of the house, but he wasn’t budging. Instead, his hand gripped me firmly around the waist and again he steered me towards the front door.
“We’ll go out there once you go and change,” he said firmly while opening the door.
I gazed up at him in disbelief. “I’m in a bikini not fricking lingerie, and it’s a pool party, what if I want to go for a swim?” I protested.
Cade all but pushed me up the stairs. “You’re still half drunk, baby, and you’re going to be drinking more, swimming is not the best idea.”
“Seriously?” I was gob smacked. This was out of control. What did he expect me to wear to the beach? A zoot suit?
“Seriously, babe. And it might be my brothers out there, but Christ, that thing covers fuck all and after everything that went on tonight, I’d rather they not see my woman’s nipples.”
We made it to my room and I stopped to glare at him, not wanting to get pissed so soon after we had made up.
“Cade, you worry too much, there will be plenty of other girls in bikinis for your brothers to ogle at.” I patted his arm reassuringly, trying to get around him to go downstairs.
“Please, baby?” he asked, and damn if I couldn’t say no to that sexy man.
I huffed. “Okay.” I slowly took off his cut and handed it to him silently.
He slid it back on, eyes on me, devouring me with a look. I turned my back to him, walking towards my wardrobe, untying my top and dropping it to the ground. I stopped to peek over my shoulder at Cade, who was standing in place watching me intently. I gave him a wink then slid my bottoms off and sashayed into my closet.
He groaned. “Baby you’re killing me.”
I laughed and quickly changed into a pale yellow strapless sundress, falling above my knees. I let my hair tumble around my face, taking a quick look in the mirror.
Shouldn’t have done that, what a mess. My skin was pink from being in the sun, my face was definitely flushed from getting thoroughly fucked and my eyes seemed a bit vacant. Even though my escapade with Cade had sobered me up considerably. I guessed that was a testament to how much tequila I had consumed.
I walked out of my closet to see Cade holding the picture of me and my family on my dresser, looking at it intently. He looked so strange in my room. Friday night had been the first night he come here, we had spent every night at his house, primarily because we could be as loud as we wanted. He was so masculine, and my room was so girly, but somehow he fit. He glanced up at me, taking in my outfit.
“Better?” I gave him a twirl, making sure my dress flew up enough so he could see I wasn’t wearing any underwear.
He hissed. “Still too fuckin’ gorgeous.”
I laughed. “Whatever, I’m a mess.”
Cade set the photo down, pulling me into his arms and kissing me fiercely.
“You are stunning,” he stated. “So much it’s taking every ounce of willpower I have not to throw you down on that bed and bury myself inside you for the rest of the night.”
He grabbed my hand to drag me down to the party before I could let him.
It was after midnight and we were all sitting around our huge outdoor table, drinking and laughing. I was sitting on Cade’s knee, his strong arms around me, feeling deliriously happy. A few people had gone home, so our group consisted of Rosie, Amy, Lily – surprisingly – Lucy, Brock, Bull, Dwayne (I still didn’t know his real name so I kept calling him Dwayne which him and the boys found hilarious), Lucky, Cade, and me. There was something weird passing between Amy and Brock. I still hadn’t gotten it out of her who she was with all weekend, I was guessing Brock, but her lips were sealed. Which was weird, because you usually couldn’t shut her up. I was definitely going to grill her tomorrow.
Bull seemed better, he was still quiet, sucking on his beer, mostly observing. Lucy seemed to be the only one who could talk to him, so she did her best. I was still worried about him, but at least he was around friends, and Cade had told me that he was staying with Lucky.
I was glad about this, I loved Lucky, he was always happy, a genuinely caring guy. Funny, because he looked like a hard ass, but I deduced he was a big softie. When I told him this, he had groaned.