“Me, too.”
My body stretched with his size as he pressed in and then pulled out. He repeated the act until he found a delicious rhythm, not too hard and not too easy. He propped himself up on one hand, his other finding my nipple and rolling it between his fingers.
I closed my eyes and escaped the mental prison I had been in, enjoying the pure physical pleasure from the glorious man above me. He pressed harder, pulled quicker, my body building quickly until he pulled out altogether, causing my eyes to fly open.
“I want you on top.” He lay beside me, propping his head up on a stack of pillows.
I straddled his waist and hovered over him. I palmed his girth, solid against my hand, and sat down slowly until he was fully seated inside my body.
Cane reached up and squeezed my breasts in his hands, massaging them lightly as I began to move. He closed his eyes, a low growl escaping his throat. I moved faster, emboldened by his response, the friction of my body against his working me up quickly.
I rocked my hips as I moved, causing his mouth to drop open. He rumbled again, moving his hips to meet mine with every movement. He bent forward, taking one of my nipples into his mouth, licking and sucking the tip. I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Cane … I’m—”
“I’m coming with you, baby.”
I swirled my hips with a flourish, grinding myself on his cock. I let out a moan as I tipped over the edge, my body firing harder than ever before. Cane pressed himself deep inside me, groaning as he emptied himself into my body.
All I could see was little white flecks as I came down from the high. I could feel Cane pull out. I watched him through the haze as he made his way across the room, his muscles tight, before coming back to the bed. He lay beside me, brushing my hair from my face.
“Well, that’s it,” he said sighing.
“What’s it, Cane?”
“You.”
“Me? What?” I laughed.
“You. You are it for me, baby.”
I leaned my head against his chest sighing as the weight of the decisions that had to be made make their comeback. The past predicts the future. But is that a good thing?
JADA
I sat on the couch in the living room the next morning, nursing my cup of coffee and trying to figure out what to do. I had managed to avoid the question of going home the night before. It was fairly easy because Cane kept my mind and body occupied most of the night. But it was a new day and I knew it was do or die time.
A decision is going to have to be made.
I knew, without a doubt, that Cane was the love of my life. Even as I thought back to Decker, I never loved him like I loved Cane. But, just like it was with Decker, my love wasn’t the problem. It wasn’t my feelings that had me questioning everything. It was his.
He was acting like everything was fine, that he was in love with me. But I was worried, sick even, that it was just because he felt relieved that Simon was behind bars … and guilty for putting me in such a precarious position.
He had lied to me. He had kept things from me. He seemed like he was pulling away from me … and Ashley had been in his office.
Those sorts of things are exactly what Decker did before the end. If things with Cane ended up like they did with my ex-husband, I would be completely and utterly destroyed. Gutted. Annihilated.
I sat my coffee cup down on the table and put my head into my hands, praying that I would wake up and this would all be sorted out and that someone would make the decision for me. But I knew that wouldn’t happen.
I felt him watching me before I could see him, his gaze causing the little neurons in my body to go spastic. I sat up not looking up as I felt him come closer.
The sofa dipped with his weight as he sat beside me, not giving me a choice but to look. He sat there, wrapped from the waist below in a purple towel, watching me intently.
“Good morning, beautiful girl.”
I smiled softly, his grin crushing me. My heart was heavy, like it was being jerked around by a set of strings I couldn’t control.
“Max just sent me a text to make sure I made it through the night,” he winked, trying to lighten the situation. “I told him so far so good.”
“He and Kari are leaving today, right?” I asked hesitantly.
“Yeah. They are on their way to the airport now, I think.”
I looked at the floor again, my heart beginning to sink. I wasn’t ready to think about everything else. With Kari and Max leaving, it was going to be a matter of time, minutes perhaps, until Cane wanted to go back to Arizona. I just wasn’t sure what to do. If I go back, am I going to be throwing myself into the same dynamic I have been trying to avoid? But if I don’t, will I regret it? Possibly for the rest of my life?
“What? What’s going on?” He took my hands in his and squeezed. “Jada, talk to me.”