I cleared my throat. “Kade, are you going to answer me?”
“I’m sorry,” he laughed softly. “I just can’t stop looking at you.”
I could feel my cheeks flush. I looked down making my hair fall around my face so he wouldn’t see. I took a deep breath, thinking it would cool my body faster. I got that anxious feeling in the pit of my stomach. I was happy to hear that he couldn’t stop looking at me, but I was still mad at him. Wasn’t I? “Kade, please just tell me why you’re here, or I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”
I looked back up and met his stare. I tried to keep my face blank so he’d know I was serious. Even though I didn’t want him to go and I wanted to know why he was here, I couldn’t handle the flirting. Not yet.
“I’m sorry,” he sighed. He got up from the loveseat, walked over to the couch, and took a seat next to me. My heart felt like it was going to pound out of my chest and I knew my flush wouldn’t go away considering he was sitting right next to me. “That’s why I came here. I wanted to tell you that I’m sorry. I know there are no words that can take away the hurt that I caused you. With everything that was going on at the time, I did what I thought was best. I didn’t want to see you get hurt because of me, so I’m the one that had to hurt you in the end.” He let out a frustrated sigh. “I don’t even know if that makes sense.” He turned his body more toward mine until our legs were touching. “I want you to know that I’ve missed you every single day. That connection we had when we first met, it hasn’t gone away.”
I shook my head and held my hand up for him to stop talking. I didn’t want to think about what happened then, I just wanted to move past it. I had one question that I had to know the answer to, though. “Did you sleep with Jessica?” I could feel the tears start to well up in my eyes. I would not let myself cry.
“No,” he said sternly. He grabbed my hands and held them. “Listen to me. I know what it looked like, but it didn’t happen. I should never have let you believe that it did. She’d been hounding me since day one to get me to go out with her. Then that night, she just showed up, but nothing happened. I promise you that nothing happened. I’ll understand if you don’t believe me, but I know how much you don’t like her. I wouldn’t hurt you like that. Letting you walk out that night, without saying a word, was one thing, but I would never take it to that level.”
“Then what were you doing back there? And why was she with you?” I wanted to believe what he was saying, but it just didn’t make sense.
“I had to make a phone call. I only had three options. I could have gone outside, but it was too noisy. You saw how crazy it was out there. Or I could have gone to the bathroom, but I didn’t want to have a conversation like the one I needed to have in the bathroom. My only other option was to go to one of the backrooms. So that’s what I did, but when I was done and leaving the room, there she was. She was propositioning herself, trying to get me to take her into the room. She wasn’t very happy when I told her no and started walking away. That’s when I saw you. I’m assuming Jessica saw you too, because she made the point of putting on a show for you to make it look like we did something.” He shook his head. “I’m sorry for letting you think it was true.” He looked deep into my eyes, pleading for me to forgive him.
“I saw her whisper in your ear and then kiss you, Kade. If you didn’t want anything to do with her, then why did you let her kiss you?”
He breathed out a sigh and gave a short laugh. “Honestly? I was so shocked to see you standing there, that I didn’t even pay attention to what she was doing. I vaguely remember her whispering something in my ear and kissing me. Not once did I reach out to touch her in anyway. My focus was on you and you alone. I wanted so badly to go to you, but instead, I walked over to Paul and Kevin. I promise you, it never happened.”
My body sagged a little in relief. I never wanted to believe that he slept with her, but the bitch made it seem that way. I didn’t understand why she didn’t correct my assumption, but I’m assuming she didn’t want to admit that he had turned her down and bruised her ego.
“Why are you telling me all of this … now? Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate you clearing the air, but what is it you are looking to accomplish?”
He lifted his hand up and ran the back of his fingers down my cheek. “I told myself I was doing the right thing letting you walk out that night. I didn’t want you anywhere near this shit storm that is my life now. You saw it with your own eyes, Scarlett. I told myself that as soon as I got out, I’d try to get you back. I shouldn’t want you with everything going on, but it’s not all about wanting you, Scarlett. I need you. I’ve never needed anything more. I’ve thought about you every day since I left, and now that you’re here … I can’t let you go.”
I felt a tear run down my cheek and he lifted his hand to wipe it away. Those were the words I longed to hear for so long, but I was conflicted. This all seemed to be too much, too fast. But then again, although it seemed that way, I was so happy to hear him say that he wanted and needed me because I’d felt the same way for so long.
I just didn’t know what this meant. Did this mean we were going to try to be together again? And if so, what about his uncle? I never wanted to be in a situation like I was before, when they came to his condo in Atlanta. In that moment, he was saying he wanted me back, and I couldn’t just tell him to go away. Like he said, now that he was here … I wouldn’t be able to let him go.
I knew I could be making the worst decision I had ever made, but it felt right deep down inside. “Does this mean you want us to try again?” I whispered.
He leaned in closer to me, making my heart rate speed up. “Only if that’s what you want, beautiful. I know what I want, but I won’t pressure you into anything unless you are sure. I know we still have a lot to talk about and I have a lot of making up to do. If you agree to be mine again, then we will have to be kept a secret. We can’t go out in public together right now. I can’t let anyone know that we are together until I’m done with Frank. I won’t risk you. I shouldn’t be risking you now. But I know you feel it,” he raised his hand slipping his fingers into my hair, cupping the back of my neck, “the magnetic pull that brings us together.”
He inched closer to me, his gaze dropping down to my lips. I darted my tongue out and wet them. I’d waited so long for him to kiss me again and I wasn’t about to waste another minute.
Reaching up, I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his lips down to mine in a bruising kiss. His mouth opened up to mine and our tongues joined together, kissing so hard and so full of passion that I knew my lips would hurt after. His hands roamed my body and mine did the same to him.
The hurt, pain, ‘what could have beens’ didn’t exist in that moment. All that mattered was his hands on my body. My heart rate sped up with the excitement. It felt like it had been years since I’d last been with him. I wanted to feel him all over my body, to consume him, memorize every inch of his body again and again.
I reached down, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulled it up, breaking our kiss for only a moment to pull it over his head. Then he reached down and did the same to me. I could tell my lips were swelling already from the hard kiss we’d given each other.
With his shirt off, I smiled as I checked out his body, running my fingers over his abs, down to his jeans. He smiled back at me and raised an eyebrow in challenge. This was my show. He was letting me have control, and I was more than happy to take it.
I stood up and pulled him up with me. I didn’t want to talk; no words were needed at that point. I felt like if we spoke, the magic would break and I wasn’t going to let that happen. I knew we had a lot to talk about and I probably shouldn’t be doing what I was doing, but the moment was there and I took it. I had even asked myself numerous times over the months we were apart, what I would do if I had one more day with him. I couldn’t think of a better way to spend that time, than to have him with his clothes off.
He watched me with need in his eyes as I un
buttoned his jeans and pulled them down along with his boxers. His length jutted out and I looked up at him with a smile. I wanted to please him, but that would have to wait. I wanted him inside me and I wanted it immediately. It had been far too long.
He stepped out of his clothes, kicked them aside, and then I pushed him down on the couch. He bounced down with a laugh and watched me as I slowly unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down my legs. I smiled to myself as I saw his length twitch in anticipation. Stepping in-between his legs, I lifted my arms up behind me and unclasped my bra, tossing it to the floor with the rest of our clothes, my gaze never wavering.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered.
“Shhhh …” I climbed onto the couch and straddled his hips.
I leaned down and captured his lips again, taking my time exploring every inch of his mouth. His hands grabbed onto my hips and pulled me taut against his length. Just the feel of it against my skin filled me with need. I needed him inside me.
Breaking the kiss, I pulled back and looked deep into his eyes. I lifted up slightly, reached down and grabbed his length, directing it where I had wanted it for so long. Slowly, I lowered inch-by-inch, never breaking eye contact. I loved watching his facial expression as I took every glorious inch inside me. I wasn’t able to contain my moans as my body adjusted to his girth and length.
In that moment, we connected as one; it felt so right. We fit perfectly together. It was magical, like the connection we had together only grew stronger.
I brought my head back down and kissed him again as I started to move up and down. Bracing my hands on his shoulders, I pulled back from his lips as I began to rise and fall with force. The groans he created were making me want to pound down on him harder, so that’s exactly what I did. Being on top wasn’t a position I used a lot, but hell if it didn’t feel good being in control.
I cried out and moaned with every slap against his pelvis. He leaned into me capturing a nipple and sucked down hard. The intensity shot straight to my core, making my need for him more powerful. Grabbing onto him, I held him in place as I ground down on his pelvic bone, needing to come. My orgasm built as he tenderly bit my nipple. He moved to the other nipple and gave it the same amount of attention. I picked up speed, and with his hands on my ass, he made me grind down harder.
“Oh my God, I’m going to come!” I cried out, throwing my head back, as the final sensation of my orgasm broke through. I looked down into his eyes and gripped his shoulders hard as wave after wave of pure sexual satisfaction flowed through me. It had been so long since I had an orgasm like that; I couldn’t contain the smile that spread across my face.
Coming back down from my orgasm high, he wasted no time. He grabbed my hips and threw me down on the couch, thrusting into me hard. I cried out from the deep penetration and wrapped my legs around his waist, moving with every thrust.
His face was in my neck and he had a hand under my head gripping my hair. As he pounded harder into me, his grip on my hair became tighter, so tight that it hurt, but thrilled me in a way I couldn’t explain. I moaned and rocked in to him, encouraging him to thrust faster with my hands on his ass.
Breathing heavier, his groans grew louder. With one final thrust, he moaned as his orgasm took over his body.
I lay there with him in my arms not wanting him to move, keeping my legs wrapped around him and my hands firmly gripping his ass. It was perfect. So perfect that I was overcome with emotion. My tears started to fall. My happiness overwhelmed me, and even though my heart still ached with the hurt, I was ready to look forward and see what could be.
Lifting his head from my neck, he looked down at me with concern. “Why are you crying, beautiful?”
He tried to rise up, but I wouldn’t let him. “I’m just so glad to finally have you back.”
“Me too, beautiful,” he smiled. Leaning down, he kissed me softly.
“Holy hot buns.”
Jules, standing in the living room, looking at our joined naked bodies, shocked both Kade and me out of our tender moment. Kade’s ass was on display in full glory.
“Oh. My. God. Jules!” I shouted at her as she laughed and headed into the hallway toward her room.
“I’ll be in my room. Shout if you need some help,” she laughed.
I think I might die.
I turned my head and lifted my hand to cover my eyes. “That did not just happen,” I laughed.
“Well, we are in the living room, on the couch, for anyone to see who walks through the door.”
I looked up at his smiling face. “You know she was staring at your ass.”
“She can stare all she wants. It’s a nice ass.”
I slapped him on the shoulder and pushed him up with a laugh. He leaned back on his knees and pulled out. As soon as I moved, I felt a gush of wetness. “Shit, grab my shirt.”
He picked up my shirt and leaned down to clean up the mess that was now all over Jules’ leather couch. If she knew that had just happened, she’d kick my ass and be really grossed out.
I stood up when he was done, grabbed the shirt from his hands and tossed it on the floor. I’d pick it up later, but first we needed to get dressed. We both smiled as we snuck glances at each other while getting dressed. I felt extremely giddy. It might have been post orgasm bliss, but it had been a while since I had that kind of smile on my face. And I wouldn’t let anything ruin it; at least for the rest of the day.
After we both were dressed, Kade walked up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me against him. “This visit went a lot better than I thought it would,” he smiled. “I want you to know that I don’t expect you to forgive me right away. I plan on making it up to you day by day. I want us to move forward, but you can control how quickly we get there.”
There was no doubt in my mind that what had just happened started something new for us. I knew I was young and sometimes naïve, but I knew what I wanted, and that was Kade.
With my hands clasped around his neck, I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him softly on the lips. “I forgave you a long time ago, Kade. It’s just been hard moving on.”
“Well, I’m glad you didn’t.”
He leaned down and captured my lips in a searing kiss, making me hold him tighter. If Jules wasn’t home, I would have probably taken him back to my room and jumped him again.
He pulled away and kissed me on the forehead. “I better go now that Jules is here. I’ll text you later, and hopefully, we’ll get together soon. We need to talk about things, but first I need to talk to Kevin,” he sighed. “I didn’t want you to be a part of this, and in the end, I feel like I hurt you for nothing.”
I brought my hand up to cover his mouth, “Shh … let’s move forward, remember.”
He smiled down at me with a nod and kissed me one last time before he headed out the door.
I bit my lip to contain my smile as I walked down the hall to Jules’ bedroom, after grabbing a shirt from my room. I still couldn’t believe she walked in on us having sex on the couch, although, I should have known better. She was bound to come home eventually. I was more focused on Kade than I was about possibly being caught.
I lightly knocked on her door. “Jules.”
“Come on in, ya hussy,” she laughed.
I shook my head and laughed as I walked into the room. She was lying on her unmade bed with the TV on, flipping through the channels.
“I turned the TV on to block out the noise, just in case you guys wanted to have another go,” she smiled up at me.
“Shut up,” I laughed as I plopped down on her bed.
I grabbed a pillow that was down by her feet and set it next to hers to lie down beside her.
She let her head fall to the side to look at me. “So … I guess that meeting went well.”
I let out a sigh and looked at her. “I wish you could have been here to hear everything he said, Jules. I know you said I needed to move on a long time ago, but I think this is why I never did. Like I knew deep down we wo
uld cross paths again. He was here for less than two hours and so much has changed already.”
“Well, are you going to fill me in on what happened?”
I bit my lip, contemplating what to tell her. Like the situation eight months ago, I didn’t go into full detail. I felt like a horrible friend not telling her, and not being able to talk to someone about it only made it harder on me. I decided to only give her a rundown on the things she needed to know. That included Bryce. My line of thinking was, if something did happen to me, at least she’d know what the hell was going on.
“First, I want you to know that everything I told you before about not knowing about Kade’s secret life was kind of a lie.”
She looked at me with a frown.
“Before you say anything, just hear me out. I didn’t know at first, but I figured it out on my own by doing some research,” I sighed, turning my head to stare up at the ceiling. I didn’t want to see her expression when I went into detail. I’d wait and hear it all when I was done talking. “Kade’s uncle is some big honcho guy in the mob, and he’s bringing Kade into the business. Yes, it sounds like a bunch of bull, but it’s the truth. He doesn’t want to be involved in it and I have no idea why he can’t just tell them to fuck off, but if any of the movies I’ve seen have any truth to them, I think he doesn’t have a choice. With that said, the night we broke up, his uncle was there. To make a long story short, Kade said he let me walk out to protect me, and I believe him. I know you’ll think I’m jumping the gun in believing anything he says, but I was there that night and I saw the look on his face.
“He also told me about Jess.” I turned my head to look at her. “He said he didn’t sleep with her and I believe him.” I told her what he said had happened and how I believed she didn’t say anything because she didn’t want to bruise her ego.
Jules rolled her eyes. “I wouldn’t put it past her. She likes any kind of attention. Sometimes I wonder what goes through her mind when she plans things out. Like, did she really think following him back there would make him want to jump her bones? She’s got issues.”
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