A low moan escapes from his throat, like the sound an animal makes when he’s sizing up his prey, and I see in his expression a darkness full of need. “See the effect you have on me?”
I shake my head, utterly unsure of anything but effect he’s having on me. Still fully dressed, I stare in awe at how beautiful he is before me.
Cade unzips his pants and they hang open just enough to hint at what lies behind them. I wait for him to take them off, but instead, he crouches down in front of me and runs his hands over my dress.
“You have no idea how beautiful you look sitting there on my bed. I’ve wanted this since that first day I saw you.”
Those doubts in my head grow louder now as my insecurities scream that’s all he ever wanted from me. But is that so bad? Is it so bad for a gorgeous man to want me for sex? He could have wanted me for money, not that I have any. Or any other reason that would give me no pleasure.
There are far worse things than a man like Cade wanting to sleep with me. I tell myself that as he slides his hands under my dress and up my thighs. His strong hands press against my skin, exciting me with his mere touch.
“You’re not talking. Is that good or bad?” he asks and stops right before he gets to where I so desperately want him to be.
“Neither,” I answer with a smile as the last of my doubts return to their usual hiding places inside me.
Cade lifts himself to kiss me softly and whispers against my lips, “You don’t have to be afraid, Hailey. I promise I’m not hiding any axes.”
“I thought men didn’t like when women laugh at times like this, but you’re telling jokes.”
Leveling his gaze on me, he gives me a wicked grin. “I’m not worried about you laughing. I just wanted to see you smile.”
He doesn’t give me a chance to say a word before he moves his hands to the inside of my thighs. Every cell in my body comes alive when his thumbs graze the front of my panties, sending a shot of electricity straight to my clit. Cade watches my reaction, smiling at his effect on me, and touches me again, making need surge inside me.
I’m wet, and he knows it. That very fact frightens me because it makes me vulnerable. What if he’s just toying with me to see if he can get me excited to want him but he doesn’t want me? Is that why he’s still wearing his pants?
God, don’t let me ruin this, please! No man, no matter how stunning he is, does anything like that. Only in my insecure head does that kind of thing even exist.
Sex is always something men want. A woman wanting it too isn’t a problem for them.
All of this races through my mind as he stands up and plants his hands on the bed near my head. Leaning down, he begins to kiss me and lowers his body on top of mine, making sure not to crush me. I feel his hard cock nudge against my hip and react, letting a moan out at what’s coming.
“You’re so sweet. I bet you taste like heaven on my tongue,” Cade whispers in my ear before sliding down my body.
He slips my panties down my legs and licks his lips. I want to say something sexy, something confident that will make him want me more, but my brain is empty. Blank. A void. It’s like the mere thought of him going down on me has rendered me mindless.
His hands push my dress up over my waist, and with one last sinful grin, he looks up at me. “Let me hear the wild woman I know lives inside you come out.”
A second later, the first flick of his tongue against my pussy makes my eyes roll back in my head. The beautiful mouth that made my legs go weak from his kisses playfully teases me, sucking my clit and running his tongue the length of me so all I want to do is beg him for more.
His left hand presses on my thigh, forcing me open for him, and I arch my back, whimpering with every time he drags his tongue over my clit. Lost in my own delirium, I feel his finger pass over my lips, and a second later when he sinks his teeth ever so slightly into the tender skin between my legs, I suck his fingertip into my mouth. He tastes sweet, like the peach cupcake I saved just for him.
When his other hand leaves my leg, I feel relief for the briefest of moments, but then my need and desire come crashing through me with one finger slid inside me. I suck his forefinger harder, desperate for something to ground me as my body begins to feel like I’m flying with every flick of his tongue and every stab into my wet and willing body.
Moaning against my skin, he adds a second finger and begins to fuck me as he concentrates his mouth on my clit. I arch my back, craving every part of his touch on me to relieve this need, and he pistons his fingers into me faster as he inches me closer and closer to release.
My hips ache my legs are open so wide, but the pain mixes with the pure pleasure of his mouth on me and his fingers fucking me that I don’t care how much it hurts. So close, I rock my hips to get to that sweet point, wanting the release of all that’s been pent up inside me.
With one last flick of his tongue, I see fireworks behind my eyes and suck hard on his finger as I come with abandon like I’ve never done before. I cry out in pure ecstasy, and Cade rides each wave of my orgasm, his mouth and tongue lapping against me and creating new aftershocks one after another.
Finally, I wriggle out from under his hold when I can’t take it anymore. “I think you’re going to kill me if you keep going.”
He lifts his head and licks his lips. With one of his wicked smiles, he sighs and says, “Just as sweet as I thought. Like heaven.”
“Did you get some kind of specialized training or something in that? I think you might be a master at it,” I say and feel my cheeks heat up.
Cade instantly notices and points up at me. “I love that you’re turning red right now. I was just between your legs eating your pussy, but asking me that question makes you blush.”
I cover my face, embarrassed at my body’s need to do that. “Is there anything you can’t do?”
He climbs up onto the bed next to me and pries my hands away so I can’t avoid seeing him. “I can’t make things like you do. I’m afraid I’m going to have to live with just being a sex god.”
“Oh, so now you’re a sex god? Such an ego, Cade March. Pretty cocky.”
With a wink, he says, “It’s not cocky if it’s true. Then it’s just facts. Just wait until next time. You’ll see.”
Disappointment tears through me. We’re not doing anything more?
“Next time? Is this time over?”
He sighs and nods. “Yep. That phone call put a definite end time to this date, but I promise the next one will go as long as you want.”
I try to imagine that and smile. “As long as I want?”
With one of those wicked smiles, he nods. “I promise. I’ll go as long as you want me to.”
When I first met Cade, I had a sense he was one of those men I should be afraid of. I was wrong in one sense, but in another very real way, I should be afraid. Any man this charming and this good with his tongue to make you want more of him that his leaving early disappoints you is a very dangerous man.
And if I’m not careful, I’m going to fall madly in love with him, no matter how much I don’t want to.
Chapter Sixteen
Cade
When I walk into Club X three hours late, I’m happy with what happened with Hailey tonight and pissed I had to cut short our night together. Sort of a mixed blessing, except I didn’t get to come and I’m putting the blame on my father for that.