He wanted her. Damn, but he wanted her. There came a point in every man’s life when he had to make a choice. The decision could sometimes be dangerous and maybe even backfire. The choice had to be made just the same. And this was that time for Kade Riley. He could walk out that door and never look back, or he could do what he really wanted, potentially pushing her away even further.
Seconds ticked by painfully slow as he considered what to do. He stared into her amber eyes and searched for some sort of a sign. She looked almost afraid of what he might do and he cursed the man who put that fear in her. He would never hurt her. He couldn’t hurt a woman even if he tried. There was only one way she would know that, though, only one way she could be assured he wasn’t this big monster she needed to keep running from.
Once he leaned his head in closer, he knew there was no going back. This was happening. Whoever she was, whatever the hell she was doing to him, he was about to find out if there was another side to her that she’d been hiding. It was now. Or it was never.
Kade touched his lips against hers, softly at first, not wanting to move too fast. The first moment he felt her plump and rosy lips against his, he knew he wasn’t going to be able to walk away. His mind was willing him to push forward and take more. With more insistence, he pushed his mouth firmly against hers. She didn’t move, not even an inch. He waited, somehow expecting her to protest his advances, but there was nothing. No righteous objection to what he’d done. No abrupt escape into another room. She just stood there, as if she was also waiting.
Taking a chance, Kade parted his lips and slid out his tongue. He slowly swiped it across her lower lip, hoping to entice her. Patreece still didn’t move. His eyes were still locked on hers. And while there was still a look about her that he couldn’t quite decipher, she no longer appeared scared. There was something else, something almost inviting.
He sucked her lower lip between his and tenderly caressed it with his tongue. Then he nibbled at it ever so gently. That one singular moment had sealed his fate and hers. As soon as his teeth sank into that tender flesh, a whimper escaped her. It wasn’t just any whimper, either. It was filled with desire and need. Her eyes closed on her next breath and Kade knew there was nothing that could have held him back.
Lifting his arms, he framed her face in his hands and crushed his lips firmly against hers. Without hesitation, he slid his tongue inside her mouth. Hungrily, he explored her, tasting and feasting on the sweetness of her kiss. The aroma she exuded was unlike anything he’d ever experienced. He’d never tasted passion fruit, before but he had a feeling this must be it.
She closed her eyes and met his eagerness and he pushed her back, pinning her against the wall. A moan escaped her and he quickly swallowed it. The seductive sound only fueled his fire that much more. His cock was getting hard, thickening with every lick of her tongue. He pressed his body against hers. The outline of her wet and hard nipples pressed against his chest. The cotton T-shirt he wore did nothing to shield him from their power. He wanted desperately to rip the thin fabric free and take them in his mouth. He would suck and nibble on them until she was aching for him. Damn if he could pull away, though. Her mouth was so hot, it was wreaking havoc on any amount of self-control he had.
He bent his knees slightly and ground his hips against the junction of her thighs. Her body might have been wet and cold from the faucet, but that wasn’t what he felt against his jeans. The tease her soft, warm body was creating had been too much for him to even attempt to fight. Reaching down, he lifted her and pulled her up until her legs were wrapped around him. The wet heat pressed against his cock. The fever shot straight through his dick and made his balls ache with desperation. The need to feel the inside of her, all tight and hot, was overwhelming him.
He held onto her firmly, his hands on her ass as he walked them through the small house to the bedroom in the back. She’d since wrapped her arms around him and was holding on tight. Every step he took caused her pussy to press against his cock. It was the most excruciating form of pleasure he’d ever felt. He now understood what the phrase “it hurts so good” referred to.
They finally made it to the bedroom after he lost his footing and nearly fell a couple of times. Kade lowered her onto the bed, coming down on top of her carefully so he wouldn’t crush her. By this time, her hands now roamed his body. She was no longer the timid or even the rude new woman in town. Patreece was proving to him she did have a hidden side to herself, one she’d been keeping a secret.
Her pointy nipples continued to taunt him. No matter how sweet her kiss tasted, he needed to discover more. Breathlessly, he pulled away from the kiss. She looked up at him. The expression of acceptance he saw in her amber eyes no longer left him questioning what he should do next. Those flecks of gold he’d remembered seeing that first day now sparkled back at him. They weren’t bright or vibrant, but rather dark and stormy.
He could have stared into them all night, reading them, searching them for more clues as to what lay beneath her rough surface. There would be another time for that, though. He had other plans and couldn’t wait to get started.
Pushing himself up, he hovered over her and looked down at her water-logged shirt. The fabric lay heavy against her skin, outlining her breasts. They weren’t overly large, maybe a C-cup at most, but they were decorated with round, dark nipples that poked enticingly at the thin fabric. He slid down her body and dropped his head. Opening his mouth, he closed it over the tip, sucking on the taut peak.
His cock jolted to attention as if it had been dormant for far too long. Any lust he thought he’d felt for this woman had just been surpassed by the fervor racing through his veins. He wasn’t just horny. He was hard as stone and ready to slide into whatever she had to offer.
With his free hand, he massaged the other tit, working the pebbled nipple between his fingers and tenderly pinching as he laved his tongue against the one in his mouth. Her body was starting to move. He alternated his hand and mouth, relishing how responsive she was becoming. She squirmed underneath him, not to get away, but to get closer. He could have continued the taunt all night long, maybe even forever, if he was a more patient man. Though, he knew he was anything but.
As much as he didn’t want to, Kade pulled away from the taut nubs. The fabric, despite its thinness, was a barrier he could no longer contend with. He needed to feel her skin, lick it and taste it. Her heavy-lidded eyes were looking up at him when he yanked off his shirt and tossed it on the floor. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his zipper down. He considered pulling them off right then and there, but those damn nipples were calling to him like a beacon.
He reached down and lifted the hem of her shirt. He looked at her once more, making sure she had no intentions of freaking out on him and running away. The more he lifted it, the hotter it became. A heat wave had moved through the room in the past few minutes. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he tugged the shirt up and saw the sexiest pair of white panties he’d ever laid eyes on. They were cotton and plain, but they looked just as good as satin and lace.
He was tired of moving slow. Pushing the rest of the shirt up, he revealed her breasts. They were utterly breathtaking as they hung heavy toward her arms. Her nipples were plump and swollen from his touch, making him realize far too much time had passed since he’d touched one.
He leaned forward, dipped his head and nearly swallowed one whole. He was hungry for her. His urges were animalistic and he needed to take in all she was willing to give. He had no idea how long he’d have her like this, so hot and willing beneath him. She was such a paradox, he knew at any moment she could push him away.
Her body arched into his while tiny moans of pleasure escaped her. The sounds were deep and breathy. Her normally sweet and angelic voice took on an entirely different inflection. This wasn’t the Patreece who had shown herself around town. This was the woman, the woman she kept hidden, the woman she allowed no one else to see. Until now, with him.
The knowledge of that kicke
d his libido into overdrive. He switched his mouth, sucking on the other nipple and playing with it in his mouth. Dropping his hands between their bodies, he searched out those white panties and found the elastic that held them in place. He reached underneath with his fingers and palm, sliding against the tiny stubbles that tickled his skin.
She shaves. Oh fucking hell, she shaves.
He must have died and gone to some sinful land of libido caught between heaven and hell, where he was doomed to spend the rest of his afterlife being teased and taunted by her hot body. If that was the case, it was definitely an eternity worth bearing.
The heat of her pussy warmed his hand as he continued to search farther down against her sensitive skin. Her outer lips were damp and the moisture only encouraged him. With his middle finger, he slipped past the slick folds. Hot juices coated his finger. Her readiness was palpable. He’d had no idea she was as turned on as this. Pushing forward, he slid his finger inside. Her inner walls clenched at him as he worked it in and out, fingering her pussy.
“Kade…”
She whispered his name so softly he’d barely heard it. Yet he heard what she was trying to convey loud and clear. Reluctantly, he pulled himself away from her tits. No matter how much they both enjoyed what he was doing, there was something much more pressing they needed.
He pushed off her and tugged at her panties, pulling them down her thighs and along her legs until he was able to toss them on the floor to join his shirt. The pussy that had just drenched his finger looked even better than he could have imagined. While sprinkled with those tiny stubbles, it still looked delicious enough to eat.
She leaned up and reached for him. Distracting him from his thoughts, her hands found the sides of his jeans and began yanking at them. She tugged eagerly, trying to get them down to no avail until he helped her. He pushed them down his thighs, taking his briefs with them until his cock jutted out into the open.
Relief washed over him when he finally freed himself of the constraints. His dick was hard, leaking with pre-cum in anticipation. He couldn’t remember a time he’d ever needed someone this badly. Even the horniness he’d experienced as a teenager seemed to pale in comparison to what was happening to him. Patreece Warren had walked into his life just days ago. In that time, she had been short, cold and even downright rude. Now she stared up at him as if she was a starved woman, hungry for the same thing he was. Her nipples were hard, her body soft and her pussy unbelievably wet. Each of them was ready to fuck.
He stood up quickly and worked his jeans down the rest of the way. Her legs opened for him and he leered in fascination at the glistening skin between them. He had been about to climb on top of her to bury himself in that wet heat when it finally occurred to him he didn’t have a condom on.
Goddamn it!
He grabbed his jeans and fumbled through the pockets in search of his wallet. He almost always kept a spare in there behind his driver’s license. He prayed to God he’d remembered to replace it last time. It had been a while since he’d needed to search his reserve stash and he had no clue if there was one there. If there wasn’t, there would be hell to pay. Life shouldn’t be that cruel to bring him within inches of this woman and just take it away from him. He reached behind the license and thankfully one was tucked safely inside. In rapid movements, he ripped at the package and sheathed his cock in the thin latex before crawling onto the bed between her thighs.
Pushing her legs farther apart, he positioned himself at her entrance. Neither of them uttered a word as he leaned over her. With one hand next to her head and another on his cock, he gently pushed forward. Her pussy throbbed against the head, making him pause to ensure she was okay. He saw no hesitation in her eyes, only impatience. He pushed forward more, not wanting to go too fast and hurt her, but she arched her body into him. Her actions surprised him and brought his cock balls-deep into her pussy.
Her walls clenched at him, squeezing and holding him ever-so-sweetly with her tight channel. Her hot juices coated his cock, nearly setting him on fire. He held himself still, trying to rein in the hysteria working its way through his body. She wouldn’t allow it and started to move against him.
Realizing he’d closed his eyes, he opened them and watched her face. He was mesmerized by her. This stranger hadn’t just swept through town, she’d managed to sneak in under his radar and seduce him. He might have made the first move, but she was the one fucking him. Her captivating body worked his. Her tight channel sucked at his dick, stroking it with her inner muscles.
He refused to lie there motionless and allow her to take charge. She could do whatever she wanted, but he would show her how good it could be with him. Reaching underneath her ass, he lifted her up and adjusted her position. He pulled back and thrust into her, slow, then fast, repeating the motion several times as her arms fell above her head. Her body was arched at a glorious angle as he watched her tits bounce from the pace at which he fucked her. For several painstaking minutes, he continued to take her, reaching down and pinching at her swollen nipples while working her into frenzy.
He was getting close and could feel his climax clawing at him from the inside out, threatening to rip through him. Her head flailed from side to side on the mattress as her body rocked against his. He didn’t know what was more erotic, the image of her thrusting her hips or the sight of her writhing beneath him. He forced himself to redirect his thoughts and not stare at her as if he were a drooling idiot. Reaching between their bodies, he slid his thumb along the upper slit of her pussy. He found her clit immediately. It was already swollen and judging from the way her body jolted, incredibly sensitive.
With his body still driving into hers, he strummed at the taut nub. He played it, manipulated it and worked it until she was thrashing about the bed. Whimpers and squeals filled the room as he brought her closer to the edge. She got louder, wilder and finally her eyes shot open, piercing him as she screamed. It was one of the most beautiful sights he’d ever witnessed.
A river of molten lava poured from her body and covered his cock. Her muscles trembled and pulsated against his cock. He held still, not believing what he was experiencing. Her pussy quivered like a soft vibration, milking him until he could feel his release finally break free.
His balls drew up painfully tight just as a fire shot up his spine. His insides exploded in heat and the first rush of semen poured from him. He thrust forward, his body moving of its own accord when the orgasm took hold. He grabbed onto her, squeezing her soft skin in his hands as his climax continued to wrack though him. For several moments, he stayed just like that, unmoving and hoping to hell he would survive this so he could do it again.
He had no idea how much time had passed when he finally heard the small, contented sigh of the woman lying beneath him. He looked down at Patreece and her gorgeous eyes fluttered at him with fatigue. She looked exhausted and, dare he even think it, maybe even a little happy.
He was afraid to break the mood but needed to rid himself of the condom before it fell off and defeated its purpose. Quickly, he pulled out and got off the bed. He hurried to the bathroom and made it back to her in record time. Despite what had just happened, he couldn’t ignore his worry that he’d come back to find her dressed and pointing toward the front door. Thankfully, she was doing the exact opposite and lying exactly where he’d left her.
Crawling back into the small bed, he reached for her and pulled her into his chest. Kissing the top of her forehead, he whispered for her to go to sleep. He reached over and turned off the bedside lamp. Then, with his arms wrapped around her, he tried to rationalize what had just happened. He looked out the window at the moonlight shining through. This woman was a stranger to him. He knew absolutely nothing about her, where she’d come from, or whether or not she was sticking around. None of that seemed to matter to him now, though. Whoever she was, she now belonged to him. She may not know it yet, but she did. And sooner or later, he’d make sure she knew it, too.
Chapter Eleven
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bsp; Patreece woke to harsh sunlight streaming in through her window. She blinked against the brightness and tried to shield her eyes. A large yawn escaped her and she stretched while trying to convince herself to get out of bed. The morning sun felt good against her face as she rolled over and snuggled into her pillow, closing her eyes. She had no idea what time it was, so she opened them again to peek at her alarm clock. Only half past six and still early, which meant she could still sleep a while longer without feeling too guilty. She closed her eyes once again, tired and content, when an image of something she’d just seen out of the corner of her eye jolted her out of her fatigue.
She peered down at the floor and at the T-shirt lying next to her panties. Her eyes widened as memories flooded back to her all at once. Without looking, she reached down underneath her shirt to find her bottom completely bare. The reality of what happened between her and Kade hit her as if it were a boulder crashing down a mountainside. Since the day she met him, she’d known she needed to stay away from him. Despite her self-denial, she knew she was attracted to him. What she hadn’t known was how quickly she could turn to mush with one simple kiss. Now she had no idea what she was going to do. She couldn’t get into a relationship, especially not with a man who could get her into bed so easily. She’d fallen that hard once before and it got her nothing but heartache and scars.
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