When he reached for a condom in his wallet, I stopped him. Since returning from Seattle we’d both been to the doctor. And because I was on the pill, there was no need for further protection.
“Are you sure?” he panted.
My clit throbbed with excitement. I wanted his naked cock inside of me.
I nodded and he dropped his wallet, giving me a look that was nothing but raw desire.
He crawled over me, his naked body engulfing me in his warmth as he rubbed himself through the slippery skin he had just tortured with his tongue. With one hard thrust, he was inside of me but he stopped, completely overwhelmed by the sensation.
“Oh, baby . . .” His face shimmered and his brows drew in.
When I began to move beneath him, he hissed in a deep breath.
“This feels too good,” he moaned.
He wasn’t lying. It felt more than good. It felt out of this world. And I was wet with longing at the idea of him coming inside of me. When my pussy clenched and pulsed at the thought, Cade groaned.
“It’s not going to take me long, baby. Your tight little pussy is too much.”
It was a hot Mississippi summer and our skin was slick as we rolled around on our new bed. Sweat beaded on Cade’s brow and his naked chest gleamed in the late afternoon light. It was hard and fast. With lots of dirty words being moaned and mumbled as the pleasure swelled.
When his phone rang, Cade ripped it of the bedside table with a growl and threw it across the bed to stop it from ringing just as his orgasm tore through him. He gripped my hips and thrust harder, his eyes closed and his lips parted as he pumped and pumped his climax into me.
When he came back down to Earth, he started to laugh and collapsed against me. He covered me with his slick body and buried his face into the crook of my shoulder. Skin to skin, I could feel the wild thud of his heart against my chest.
“That was fucking amazing,” he murmured into my throat.
“You know, we are going to have to stop having sex long enough to do other things,” I said.
He lifted his head. “If it’s going to feel like that every time we have sex then I’m not leaving this room. Ever.”
Since returning from Seattle, we’d spent a lot of time in the bedroom. Talking. Fucking. Sleeping. Fucking. Losing ourselves in the little bubble we had wrapped around us. Fucking. For the first two weeks, we barely put on clothes.
But now I was working at St Gabriel’s as an emergency physician and the hours were crushing. Eighteen-hour shifts that usually turned into twenty-four. So, when I got a couple of days off, we were lucky if we emerged from the bedroom at all.
“I’m surprised your mom hasn’t sent out a search party for you,” I said. “I really haven’t seen her that much since we got back.”
“Oh, damn,” Cade replied, rolling off me and pushing his palms into his eyes. “I forgot.”
I rose up on one eyebrow. “Forgot what?”
“Mom invited us to dinner.”
He looked at his watch. “We’re supposed to be there in ten minutes.”
“You mean I have to face a hundred-and-one questions about us with sex hair? I need to go home and shower.” I went to get up but he pulled me back and held me against his rock -hard chest.
“Or we could call in a rain check and stay in our new home,” he whispered against my neck.
“We have to go,” I said soberly, sitting up and sliding my legs over the side of the bed. Apart from one afternoon at his mom’s house, we hadn’t seen much of his family. I walked toward the bathroom, fully aware of Cade’s eyes roaming over every inch of me. I could feel them, like the sweet caress of fingers along my skin. I looked at him over my shoulder. “Or they may actually send out a search party.”
My eyes dropped to his cock. It was still hard.
I raised an eyebrow. “That’s not going to get us to your mama’s on time.”
He began to stroke it. “This?”
A pulse took up between my thighs. Seeing my tattooed god fisting his cock on the bed was too irresistible. The shower would have to wait. I would have to go to dinner smelling of Cade and the things he did to me. I walked back to the bed and crawled over him, sliding my thighs on either side of his hips.
“Fine, but just so you know, you’re explaining to your mama why we’re late.”
We arrived at my mom’s almost an hour late. But it was hard to feel apologetic while my body still throbbed with the echo of two mind-blowing orgasms.
Everyone was there. Mom and Ari. Griffin. Sybil and Jury. Lady and Abby. Isaac and Cherry with little Brax. Caleb without his annoying girlfriend, Brandi.