I can’t help going all ga-ga eyed over him, seeing him looking all hot in his black long-sleeved shirt that hugs his muscles spectacularly, jeans that ride low on his hips, that smoking hot V showing when his shirt comes up as he lifts something to put in the truck. Gah! I keep watching as he and Mike send Mr. Jacobs off with a wave then look at each other and grin. Well, I guess they’ve resolved their differences. When they go back inside, I totally grab a look at Kade’s ass as he enters his store. So sexy.
I decide to stop drooling over him and walk to Mags’ for another cup of coffee before I have to go upstairs and make good use of my vibrator.
When I get back to the garage, I know the State Inspector will be here in a little over an hour, and I need to clean a bit, so I put in my earbuds cranking up my iPod before grabbing a broom.
Now, I know this is always the part of those romance stories where the idiot woman is singing and dancing then she turns to see the man watching her which makes her feel like a nincompoop, but I’ve totally got that covered since the door’s locked and although Kade has a key, he’s busy. So, broom in hand, I start sweeping and singing, feeling a bit like Cinderella on crack, all happy and gooey inside from Kade’s text, practically dancing on air as I go. And, swear to God, if birds come flying in and start helping me, I don’t think I’d be surprised one bit.
I sweep out the front of the store then move to the garage area. “Dangerous” by Big Data is playing and I’m singing loudly, swinging my hips, really getting into it, using the broom as a pole, bending down and curling my hips into it as I stand like I’m some frickin’ stripper, when I turn, and, yep, you guessed it, there stands Kade with a smirk on his handsome face and I scream.
“What the hell, Kade!” I shriek, pulling my earbuds out.
“Oh, don’t stop on account of me,” he replies, still smirking.
I blush profusely and mumble, “Daisies and sunflowers…”
“What?”
“That’s what I want on my grave after I die of embarrassment.” I roll my eyes, shaking my head at how ridiculous I am.
His face gets serious when he says, “Would really love for you to do that little dance for me later.”
“Shut up.”
“Come here,” he says, his eyes searing into mine, looking at me like he wants to devour me.
Holy shit.
I walk to him and he instantly takes my face in his rough hands and leans down kissing me deeply. When he pulls away, I’m left breathless. “Good morning, beautiful.”
I lower my head in more embarrassment and say, “Hi.”
“By the way, I didn’t know.”
I look up at him and frown. Then I realize he’s talking about the line from the song I was singing about loving him and I smack him on the chest. “Well, now you do.” I grin and tiptoe up, kissing him again.
As we kiss, he backs me into the wall, taking the broom from my hand and leaning it to the side. “Fucking love hearing that,” he mumbles against my mouth, pushing his hips into me and I feel his hard length press against my stomach. Our kiss goes deeper as his hand drops and he squeezes my bottom pulling me closer. “Need to be inside you.”
He hurriedly undoes my jeans, peeling them down so I can get one leg out of them. I let out a squeal when he picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist, my hands threading into his hair as I kiss his neck under his beard. He carries me to the desk and sits me on it then steps back and unbuckles his belt, unzipping his jeans, his eyes on me the whole time. When he pulls his jeans down enough to where his cock springs out, I bite my lip, because, damn, it’s big and gorgeous and perfect. I lean back on my hands and he steps between my legs, holding his shaft and teasing me with the head as he rubs it against my folds.
“You love me.” It’s more a statement than a question and I nod. “Say it.”
“I love you.”
“Again. Say my name,” he orders.
“I love you, Kade,” I comply then gasp when he slowly enters me, his eyes locked on mine.
His hands are on my waist as he rolls his hips forward then back, each time holding his thrusts inside for a second before moving back out allowing me to grind against him, the friction heightening the burn inside me, bringing me closer to a climax. His eyes stay on mine as his hands hold my face, one gliding over my cheek and pushing my hair to the side where he threads his fingers into it. His other hand cups my jaw and he runs his thumb over my bottom lip. And, oh, God, I realize he’s making love to me, seducing me, not just banging me on a desk, and at that thought I come unexpectedly, clamping down hard on his length as I moan his name.
“Goddamned beautiful. Love how you feel coming around my cock,” he growls then starts moving faster as he heads toward his own orgasm. He moves his hand behind to my lower back, holding me steady as his other stays at my jaw, and with a final thrust, he comes, pressing his mouth to mine, sucking in my bottom lip as he groans. When he lets my lip go, he gives me a full-on, hotter than hell kiss, like he’s sealing the deal or something and I think I have my answer on whether he’s being sincere or not. “Fucking love being inside you,” he says low and sexy against my lips.
His saying that makes me tremble even more than I already am. He’s still inside me and he kisses me again, several times, and it’s so intimate it makes my heart full to bursting, because this time what we’re sharing, just us, two people in love, is so amazing.
When he pulls his face back he moves his hips away also, slowly leaving me, and laughs softly at the pout that instantly covers my face as he pulls his jeans up.
“Baby,” he says, cupping my chin, amusement in his eyes as he leans in and touches his lips to mine.
He helps me put my foot back into my jeans then holds me by the waist as I jump down off the table and pull them up, shimmying a little to get them over my hips which makes him smirk. There’s a knock on the door and my face blanches as I try putting myself back in order.
“It’s the inspector!” I say, frantically smoothing my shirt and hair down. “Oh, my gosh! I’m a mess! Don’t just stand there! Go answer the door!” He chuckles before leaning in to give me another kiss. “Kade! Go!” I insist and push him away.
He’s still chuckling as he leaves the garage and goes into the front. As I’m still trying to get myself together, I hear a voice that isn’t the inspector’s and one I don’t think anyone wants to hear this early in the morning. So rolling my eyes, I enter the store to see Peyton standing with her arms folded over her chest.
“I knew you wouldn’t be far behind,” she snaps and sneers at me as I come into the office.
“Well, it is my garage, Einstein.” I can’t help rolling my eyes again.
“God, you’re such a bitch. What anyone sees in you is beyond me,” she says snottily.
“And top of the day to you too,” I say with a snort. I know I should kick her ass out of here, but I’m curious to see what she wants.
She now glares at Kade and says with a huff, “You were supposed to meet me this morning at Daddy’s and help with the horses.”
“Had shit to do,” he replies in his dangerous voice, his face hard, jaw muscles jumping.
She glances at me, looking me up and down with distaste. “I’ll bet you did.”
I’m about to step in and ask why he puts up with her shit and what the hell she has on him when the inspector shows up.
“See you later, baby,” Kade says and bends to kiss me sweetly, wrapping his arms around me tightly, right in front of Peyton, making her gasp loudly, then he leaves and walks across the street with her right on his heels bitching the entire time.
I watch them for a second, lost in thought when the inspector clears his throat.
“Oh, sorry!” I say and introduce myself before he begins.
~~~
At six that night, Kade calls. “How’d it go?”
“Great! Everything’s all set,” I tell him. “Had all my interviews, too. Hi
red three mechanics and a couple to work the front along with another woman. I told them as soon as I get the fuel tanks filled, we should be in business.”
“That’s good. Proud of you, Mill. Jean and Elliot would’ve been proud too.”
I smile sadly at the thought of my grandparents. “Thank you,” I say, my voice cracking a bit. God, how’d he know I needed that right now?
“Baby…” he starts.
“I’m okay. Thank you, honey. I needed to hear that.”
I know he’s smiling that I’ve called him honey because I hear it in his voice when he says, “Good.” He continues. “Hey, I, uh, wanted to ask you something…”
“Okay…” Now he sounds nervous. What’s he going to ask? Yikes.
“Well, I’d like you to come out to the, uh, house tonight for dinner if you haven’t already eaten.” Oh, boy. At least he knows this is a sensitive topic for me. “Making roast.”
I take a deep breath and answer. “Okay. What time?”
“How fast can you be here?” he asks with a chuckle.
“Well, I’ve already showered,” I say.
“And you didn’t wait for me?” His voice is now all husky and sexy and makes my panties instantly wet.
“If I’d known you wanted me to wait, I’d have waited,” I answer, my voice low.
I hear him groan then he says, “Babe. Get here as soon as you can. Need to fuck you. Want my cock buried deep inside you.”
Oh, damn.
“’Kay,” I whisper. I mean, what else can you say to that? I hang up then run around the place pulling clothes out to get ready, putting on my cute, short, pleated red plaid skirt, a black cashmere turtleneck sweater and my black, spike-heeled ankle boots. I run into the bathroom and put on some mascara, blush, lip gloss, then brush my hair, clipping it back at the top then head to his place.
~~~
He’s waiting at the door when I drive up and comes out to meet me by pulling me into his arms and giving me a smoking hot kiss. Wow.
“Missed you all day,” he mutters in my ear, holding me tightly.
“I missed you too. You’re much better than the inspector was.” I giggle when he pulls back and narrows his eyes at me.
“Not funny,” he replies, but his eyes twinkle with humor. He takes my hand and leads me to the house. When I hesitate, he turns to me. “You okay?”
I lick my lips then nod, ready to do this.
He puts his hands on my shoulders, bending down to get eye-level with me. “Want you to remember, I bought this because I wanted it for you. Wanted you to be here with me…”
I swallow thickly thinking that’s some pretty heavy stuff. He wants me here with him. Dang, am I ready to get this serious with him? It’s all going so fast. But I choose not to say anything about it and just nod allowing him to lead me inside. In the mudroom, he takes my coat then proceeds to show me around the house, and what I see is gorgeous. I only got a cursory look when I was out here last week, but this time I see all the little details I missed before, and everything he’s done is exceptional. He’s done all the things I’d mentioned years ago and I know he’s gone to great pains to make it perfect. I’m seriously and completely wowed that he actually did all of this with me in mind.
When we’re back in the kitchen, he pours me some wine, telling me to relax when I offer to help. I lean against the counter watching him. “Kade, the house is beautiful. You’ve done an amazing job with everything.”
He smiles as he prepares a salad. “Wanted it to be perfect for you.”
“It is,” I whisper, going over to him and putting a hand on his lower back.
He turns to me, wiping his hands on a towel then tossing it on the counter, and pulls me to him. “It’s all for you, Mill. Every last bit.” He kisses me thoroughly, leaving me breathless, as his hands move up to cup my breasts. “Want you, babe.”
“What about dinner? Which smells fabulous, by the way,” I say against his lips.
“In the crock pot. It’ll wait.”
He leads me into the living room where he pulls my sweater off, looking appreciatively at my purple, lace bra as he runs his hands over my breasts then moves us to the couch, bending me face forward over it and lifting my skirt to see the matching purple thong I’m wearing. “Jesus,” he mutters as he kneels down behind me, kissing both cheeks of my ass, his hands squeezing them before they slide down the backs of my thighs then come back up, one going between my legs where he runs his fingers under my thong, making me shudder. “Wet,” he mumbles as his fingers find my sweet spot and do their magic on it.
“Oh, God…” I pant, my voice shaky, my legs already trembling.
He suddenly yanks my thong down and his mouth replaces his fingers, licking, sucking, his tongue laving its way over my folds. Dear lord. My legs are shaking as he continues lapping at me then he draws my clit into his mouth and sucks. It doesn’t take long until I come undone, plastering myself against the couch as I scream his name.
He stands now and I see his shirt fall to the floor then hear his zipper. He grabs my hips and pushes powerfully inside me with a groan, which makes me moan along with him. God, he feels so good, filling me so completely.
“So fucking sexy,” he mumbles as his hands go to my shoulders, holding them as he begins thrusting inside me.
When he runs his hand down the front of my right leg and pulls it up, holding me behind my knee, my breath hitches at how deep he’s going at this new angle and I whimper at the sensation.
“Like me fucking your hot, wet pussy, don’t you, Amelia?” he grinds out.
Oh, God.
“Yes,” I answer hoarsely, shuddering underneath him.
He drives inside hard, going so deep I gasp, then moves back out and repeats the movement, making me cry out. “God, I love the sounds you make when I’m inside you.”
My body trembles under him as I feel my climax building.
“Want you to wait for me, baby,” he commands.
“Kade…” I breathe out.
“Wait…”
He’s pumping inside roughly, and I know he’s getting closer from the sounds he’s making, his low groans and grunts, his breathing coming hard.
Oh, God, I’m there. “Kade!” I cry, not knowing if I can wait any longer.
“Come now, baby,” he growls huskily and I shatter completely around him, white lights flashing behind my eyelids as my climax blasts through me. His thrusts become tighter, faster then he’s reached his peak, coming inside me, his cock buried so deep. “Fuck, yeah,” he mumbles, slipping his hands under me, encircling my waist as he leans down and kisses the middle of my back. We stay that way for a while then pulls out of me, kissing my back again. “Stay here.” I hear him pulling up his pants then he goes to the bathroom.
He comes back with a washrag and gently wipes himself from me then helps me stand. “Be right back,” he says, touching his lips to mine, keeping his eyes open. I know this because mine are open too, and I see the corners of his eyes crinkle as he kisses me before he leaves again.
Holy shit. I’m in such deep trouble because I’m falling so damned hard for him, and I don’t want to screw up again.
I pull my thong back up then retrieve my sweater, putting it on. He comes into the living room, no shirt on, his jeans half zipped and the button open. Gah! I stare at him in awe. Seriously, my man’s hot! He gives me his half grin with a twist of a smirk and comes over to take me in his arms where I melt into him.
Kissing the top of my head he asks into my hair, “You ready for dinner now?”
I nod, closing my eyes as I press my face against his bare chest, wrapping my arms around him, keeping him there with me.
And after five years, I think I’ve finally figured it out. Everyone needs a home. It’s not just a place where you put pieces of furniture that you like. It’s not a place that you retreat to once you’re back from work. Home is the where you feel safe, where you’re the most comfor
table. And I begin crying because that’s what being in Kade’s arms again feels like.
And true to form, he holds me, protecting me, knowing I need this, and he doesn’t question why I’m crying because he knows why.
Chapter 19
I awake with my face pressed against Kade’s neck. I pull back a little to look at his face in the moonlight, so handsome and relaxed as he sleeps. I glance down at his chest, which is just damned spectacular might I say, and take in his pecs that are pronounced and his abs are all ripply and amazing and just plain sexy and I smile. God, he’s frickin’ hot.
Moving back into him, I press my lips against his throat and hear a rumble of a groan from deep inside his chest. I continue planting kisses around his neck and he rolls over onto his back as he mutters my name. I sit up and look down at him and can’t tell if he’s talking in his sleep or he’s awake and just worn out since I, uh, kind of forced myself on him a couple more times after dinner last night. I don’t think he minded too much, though. When I hear his breathing even out, I know he’s still asleep and decide to give him the perfect awakening.
I lean down and kiss his chest, running my tongue over his nipple then on down over his abs, hearing him groan softly. We’re both naked and the sheet’s covering his growing groin, so I pull it back and see his magnificent, hard cock just waiting for me to show it some love. I cup his balls, massaging them gently, then take the head of his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. Next, I take it all into my mouth, where it touches the back of my throat, then move back up then down again, feeling myself getting turned on by the deep, rumbly sounds he’s making.
I’m so intent on what I’m doing to him that I don’t realize he’s awake until his fingers twist into my hair. “Baby…” he groans then tugs on my hair wanting me to come to him.
I suck as I move up his shaft one last time, popping it out of my mouth then crawl toward him trying to look seductive.
“Best fucking wake-up call I’ve ever gotten,” he mumbles, then pulls me down by my hair and kisses me roughly. He flips us to where I’m on bottom as we continue kissing and reaches a hand down running it over me. “Sopping,” he mutters then pulls his hips back and slides inside me smoothly.
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