She bent again to slide her underwear over her heels and Cade groaned. “Babe…”
“Would it be better if I faced away.” She stood and turned, letting her hair sweep over her back, and then gave him a full rear view as she slid off her panties.
After a painful moment of silence, she looked back over her shoulder and a grin spread across her face. Cade had shoved down his clothing, freeing his cock for the firm stroke of his hand.
Mesmerized, Dawn turned back to watch him. She’d done that to him. Driven him past the point of control. Far from turning her off, she found it fiercely arousing and she wanted nothing more than to replace his hand with hers. But when she took a step toward him, he dropped his hand and waved her back.
“You’re not finished.”
“I think I am.” She reached behind and unclipped her bra, then threw it at him, grinning when it landed on his erect cock. “I always had good aim.”
His laugh warmed her inside, but when he launched himself off the bed, she startled and turned away.
“Shhhh.” His T-shirt was cool against her heated skin, his half open fly rough against her ass. He shoved his clothing down and his cock, hot and thick, jerked against the small of her back.
With a moan, Dawn arched into him, rubbing her ass against his groin. Cade splayed his hand over her hips, pulling her so tight against him, his erection pressed into the cleft of her buttocks.
“Cade…” Her body was on fire, but when she tried to turn, he held her fast, his free hand gliding over her rib cage to her breasts, now tender and swollen with need. He rolled one nipple, then the other, working them between his thumb and forefinger until she was bucking mindlessly against him, wanting the promise of what was to come.
“My beautiful girl,” he whispered, his lips warm and wet on her shoulder. “Tonight I’m gonna make you mine. All mine. Body, heart, and soul.” His teeth found the sensitive spot between her neck and shoulder and he sunk his teeth into her skin with a firm, hard pressure that she knew would leave a mark.
His mark.
She writhed against him, almost delirious with pleasure and the need for release. One hand still splayed across her belly, he caged her jaw with the other, pulling her head back to his chest. Then he pushed his finger inside her mouth.
“Suck.”
Her blood turned to molten lava and streamed through her veins. He was wild tonight. Dominating. Barely contained. And yet she had no fear of where he might take her. She could give her power freely to Cade, knowing in her heart he would never abuse it.
Her lips closed around his finger and she drew it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around his knuckle, drinking in the faint taste of bourbon and the essence of him.
He nudged her thighs apart and she felt the slide of his cock along her soaked folds. Back and forth, he rocked against her, always stopping just short of where she needed him to go.
Dawn closed her eyes as his fingers teased and tortured her nipples. He licked her neck, tasted her, swept his tongue along her jaw and nibbled her ear. Dawn tilted her head to give him better access and brought one arm up. She reached behind her and ran gentle fingers through his hair, soft and thick, yet another sensation to carry her past the point of no return.
“Ah God. Too much even for me.” He swept her up into his arms and laid her gently on the bed. Then he shrugged off his cut, folding it neatly and placing it on the dresser. There was a reverence to his gesture that tugged at her heart, but when he pulled a second cut from his duffel bag, she melted inside.
“This is yours.” His voice choked with emotion, and he placed the cut on the bed. “You left it behind. Put it on, babe. For me.”
Dawn sat up and slid the cut over her shoulders. The leather was cool on her heated skin and she smoothed her hand over the soft leather. Cade’s eyes darkened almost to black. He stripped off his clothes and sheathed himself, then eased her back on the bed,
“I wanna fuck you wearing my cut.”
“I wouldn’t want it any other way.”
He stretched out on the bed and settled her over his hips, his erection, thick and strong wedged against her center.
“Take what you need from me.” He clamped his hands on her hips and eased her up so the head of his cock nestled against her entrance. “I want to watch your pleasure.”
Her cheeks burned but not as much as the ache in her sex. She lowered herself, slowly, inch by inch, her body stretching to accommodate his width. She was so wet, so swollen with desire, her eyes watered at the delicious sensation.
“My old lady is so fucking hot.”
“Your old lady would be hotter if she got a little action down below.” She gave him a little squeeze, her internal muscles tightening, and his look turned savage.