Kade's Rescue (Detroit Heat Book 1)

by Lynn, Davida

After drinks, we went out to dinner. Dinner was… something magical. Layne was easy to talk to, and I found that everything else around us slipped away. It wasn’t long before we talked about our siblings, parents, and what it was like growing up.

  Not talking about firefighting was a nice change of pace. At work it was all I was allowed to think about, and the shrink loved to bring up firefighting again and again. I got the feeling he was living vicariously through me and he wanted every action-packed detail.

  “If you couldn’t be a firefighter, what would you do?”

  It was the first time she’d brought up my job, but she did it in a way that didn’t make me nervous.

  I thought about the question. It had never occurred to me before. “Wow.” I smiled at her as the waiter brought our dessert. “Great question.”

  Layne must have seen that I was stalling. “Take your time. I’ve got all night.” There was a light, flirty tone in her voice, and my heart jumped in my chest. She did have all night for me. Every man worries on a date if he’s in. I was worried up until that moment, despite everything feeling so warm and familiar. Layne wanted me to know that I was in.

  “If I wasn’t a firefighter, I’d probably remodel houses.” I had taken long enough to answer, and I knew she’d want an explanation. “There’s something so satisfying about seeing your work in front of you. My old man and grandpa worked the Ford assembly line for their entire careers. I just can’t imagine.”

  One of the corners of her mouth crept upwards. “What do you mean?”

  “When you grew up in Detroit—or at least, when my dad and his dad did—that was where you worked. Thousands and thousands of people worked the assembly lines, and all they’d do was screw in one bolt or attach one gasket, then the part would move on to the next person. They’d never see the completed car, or even the engine. Maybe they’d see them waiting in the holding lot when they got off shift, but all they’d see all day was one thing. My dad worked on brake components. For twenty-eight years.”

  “Are you serious? Twenty-eight years of doing the exact same thing?”

  I nodded. “The model of car changed, but his job stayed the same, for the most part. Remodeling houses, though… You can stand back at the end of a few hard months and look at something completely reborn.”

  Layne smiled and leaned forward as I spoke. Part of me wanted to reach out and lay my hand on top of hers, but I had to play it cool.

  “What about you?” I asked her. “If you weren’t working at Helping Hands, what would you be doing?”

  It didn’t take her any time at all to come up with an answer, “I’d open up my own place.”

  “Your own place doing what?”

  “Exactly the same thing. I just can’t imagine doing anything else. Helping Hands runs so well, otherwise I would have already started my own kitchen. Leslie has connections with so many local restaurants and people at the farmer’s market. I could go on about it all night, so I won’t.” She smiled and sipped at her wine.

  I wasn’t usually this bold, but I couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t go for it. “What do you want to go on about all night?” I hoped that my smile said it all.

  I bit my bottom lip, knowing that we both wanted it. My heart raced and the ache that had been growing inside of me was burning out of control. I grinned devilishly. “My place or yours?”

  Kade shook his head. “I don’t care, whichever is closest.” I was dying for him to take me. My desire had only grown hotter over dinner, and it took root deep inside me as we paid and rushed from the restaurant. He pulled out of the parking lot and made a right. Since he didn’t ask, I guessed he was probably heading for his place. Fine by me, I thought. The sooner, the better.

  We hadn't even made it a half mile when I loosened his belt and reached under his briefs. His manhood was waiting for me. When I touched the head, I heard him grunt and felt the SUV jerk to one side.

  “Concentrate on the road, buster.” Teasing him was so much fun. I wrapped a finger around him as he tried to focus on the road ahead. He moaned and kept his eyes forward, even as I did my best to slide those jeans down his legs. He helped me what little he could, lifting his ass up as I pulled them down his legs. I unbuckled my seatbelt, trusting that Kade would keep me safe.

  “Oh, God, Layne.” Kade moaned and tensed up. I didn't feel the SUV weave from side to side, so I figured he had himself under some control. I wondered for how long, though. I swirled my finger over the head of his cock, feeling the wetness growing as he throbbed beneath his underwear.

  I had no idea how long it was to his place, but I was enjoying myself too much to think about anything but Kade’s big cock. He was rock hard, and I was dying to taste him, to feel him fill me up. My pussy was throbbing and I knew I was soaking my black thong right through.

  That thought made me yearn for his hands on me; his strong arms lifting my body to him; his fingers twisting my nipples, spreading my pussy, and slipping inside me. I moaned as his stiff cock pulsed and throbbed against my palm. His hand was on my thigh, sliding higher and higher as we drove to his place.

  I barely noticed the streets. All I could think about was how much I wanted him. I wanted so badly to see him naked before me. Luckily, I didn’t have to wait much longer.

  “Nearly there, baby.”

  Thank God, I thought. I moaned in acknowledgement and kept stroking.

  Kade turned the wheel hard and we stopped in front of a small house. The street looked ordinary enough. We were in one of the few well-kept Detroit neighborhoods. Kade’s house was red brick, simple, and clean. It was only missing the white picket fence. I smirked and reached for the handle.

  “Kade McCaffery, living the American dream.”

  After stepping down from the SUV, he looked back at me. “What can I say? I’m nothing but a stereotype.”

  I laughed and slipped out of his car. By the time I slammed the door shut, he was there, waiting for me. His strong, corded arms were around my waist, lifting me. I was level with his face, and we kissed for the first time, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. I felt weightless as Kade pressed me against his ride. My heart was pounding at the kiss, pounding at the prospect of what was before us.

  I was giddy as his lips pressed against mine. He even let go of me with one hand to slide it down to my ass and the other soon followed. I looked down at his gorgeous, rugged face.

  “Layne, you drive me absolutely crazy.”

  “God, you’re amazing.” The words fell from my tongue like champagne. He was making me crazy with desire.

  He smiled up at me and gave my ass a squeeze, “Dinner was impossible. I couldn’t think about anything but your lips.”

  Kade turned, and I watched the SUV and garage fade into the distance as he carried me toward his house. With my arms around his neck, I felt safe and secure. I knew he was going to ravage me and I couldn’t wait. I sucked the cool night air into my lungs and closed my eyes. When I opened them, we were in his kitchen. It was small, cramped almost, but I’d think about his design aesthetics in the morning.

  He carried me down a hallway. I laid kisses across his cheeks and down to his neck. I was about to pull his turtleneck down to kiss down to his chest, but he pushed me through an open door before I could. There was light pouring in from the hallway, but before I could take in the bedroom I felt him lean forward. I tightened my grip until I felt the soft bed below me.

  He left me there and found the lights. They slowly dipped to something barely bathing the room in cool yellow. Kade’s features were gone, but I could still see his chiseled figure before me. The throbbing between my legs was intense, and watching him stalk toward me was enough to make me moan.

  I bit my bottom lip as he climbed on top of me. His body was warm, and I could feel all of his muscles pressing against me. Letting go of his manhood, I reached for Kade’s turtleneck. I began to pull it up his body, but he stopped. I couldn’t see any expression on his face, and it was only for a split second
. Then he lifted the shirt over his head.

  Before I could think about it, Kade was grinding his hips into me and I was doing my best to push up to meet him as he slowly ran his hands down my arms. While keeping me occupied with his lips, he’d ensured I hadn’t noticed that he had worked my hands over my head until he was holding them firmly there.

  The juxtaposition of his rough hands and the softness of the bed on my skin made my eyes roll back. Kade cinched my wrists together with just one of his hands, and I tried to struggle free just to feel his muscles. He held me tightly, but it didn’t hurt; it was magnificent. I moaned for him.

  His hips continued to grind into me and I wanted to touch his cock again. I would have, but I was trapped beneath the big man, completely under his control. I was helpless, and it made my heart race. Not only had I seen his power and strength, but now I could actually feel it too.

  Kade’s free hand trailed down my body. He briefly held it at my neck. He didn’t press, but it was there long enough for me to realize he could have easily pushed down on my throat. The thought and the tease only made me hotter. Kade brought his fingers down from my vulnerable neck, slowly dragging them along my chest. At work, my blouse looked professional and classy, but for our date I’d undone two of the buttons, showing off my breasts. His finger was in the canyon between them now and I was taking fast and shallow breaths.

  My desire to touch him was growing, but I was still unable to move. Kade skillfully unbuttoned my blouse with one hand, his eyes on my breasts as he slowly exposed them more and more. Each deep breath pressed my breasts against the bra, and I yearned for his fingertips to touch that sensitive skin. There were only two buttons left. I lifted my head to try and peer down my body as he finished opening my shirt. With my hands held firmly in place I could barely raise my head, and I gave up.

  Kade could feel that I was trying to struggle against him and his alpha male persona came out. “Oh, no, no, no. You aren’t going anywhere, little girl.” His voice was low and gruff, authoritative and heart-stopping. Another shiver shook my body and I closed my eyes.

  He looked down my body and his gaze snagged on something. I knew what it was already. A smile grew on his face as he discovered the birthmark near my navel. He dragged a finger to it, tracing the heart shape.

  “If that isn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever seen…” Kade’s voice was husky and so, so manly.

  After my birthmark, he worked his way down the rest of my body. His finger had reached my jeans and he easily unbuttoned them with one hand. As I felt his hand exploring my waist, I moaned softly. Kade ran a finger over the waistband of my panties, teasing me and making me buck my hips. I felt him release my hands, and I opened my eyes.

  He had a smile on his face as he sunk down my body. I knew what he wanted, and I raised up to allow him to slide my jeans down. My black thong was now the only thing between him and my aching pussy.

  As Kade crawled back up my body, his hands brushed against my legs lightly. I giggled and squirmed beneath him. Inching up my thighs, he leaned down and began kissing my flesh. I could feel his short stubble against me as he got closer and closer to my pulsing pussy. His strong hands were above my knees and drawing ever closer. I watched him and tried to keep from going crazy.

  When he reached my hips he pushed down, pinning me to the bed again. I gasped in pleasure. He was so powerful, and I could never tell when his touch would be rough or light as a feather. He dug his fingertips into the soft spots on the insides of my hips and I bucked against him, but it did no good. Kade lowered his head between my legs and smiled wide.

  I could feel his tongue grazing my panties. I moaned and ran my hands down to his thick, bulging arms. He traced up my pussy, pressing in against my clit. Then he pulled my body toward him, burying his face into my sex and pushing the fabric against me. My back arched and I cried out. My breath came in short gasps and I was so turned on I thought he might make me come right there.

  I knew what was going to happen when his hand let go of my hipbone. He dragged his nails across my exposed stomach and hooked a finger under my waistband. I was ready to raise my ass up again so he could take them off, but he pulled them up instead. The surprise of my tiny thong pulled tight against my slit made me cry out in pleasure. I tried to bring my tender flesh to his lips, but he put a hand across my waist and held me down.

  My thong pressed against my clit, and I felt the pleasure surge through me in a way I’d never felt before. I reached for his messy hair, hoping to push him back down. I wanted to feel his lips on my pussy. I wanted to feel his tongue splitting me. Of course, his head didn’t budge.

  He gave me an evil look. Kade knew what I wanted but wasn’t going to give it to me. He was going to make me suffer and ache. I wanted to feel full. I wanted to feel his big cock against my lips, or even better, I wanted to feel him fuck me senseless.

  “Please. Please, I need you.” I had resorted to begging. I couldn’t take it anymore. Kade was letting the soft thong go loose, then pulling it tight again. Each time he did, rapture spun my head around.

  He looked up my body. That smile was still there. “Mmm, tell me what you want.”

  I wasn’t usually very dirty or vocal in bed, so it was hard for me to get the words out. They got stuck in my throat, but as his fingers found my clit, my desire overtook my shyness. “I need your cock. I need you to fuck me, Kade.” The words came out strained, like I was being tortured. I was being tortured. Luckily, he relented.

  Kade got up on his knees and finally slid the wet thong down my legs. I eagerly lifted my ass from the softness of the fur blanket beneath me. I sat up and slid my open shirt down my arms as he watched my every move.

  I was reaching behind me to unhook my bra when he grabbed my arms. Just like that, I was pinned again, his one massive hand holding both of mine tightly above my head. He was looking at me like I was his prey, and I thought it was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. With his free hand, he reached for his jeans. He worked them down and off his body. I was breathing fast and heavy. I was aching between my legs. I was ready.

  Kade expertly positioned himself over my body. I spread my legs wide, giving him access to my throbbing pussy. His hand was nearly crushing my wrists as he used it to support himself above me. The pain felt amazing, but wasn't enough to distract me from feeling his cock at the entrance to my wetness.

  Bliss. I felt pure bliss as Kade slid his thick cock inside me. I sucked in a deep breath and screamed when I released it. He pushed inside slowly, stretching my pussy wide just the way I’d wanted. The feeling of being restrained and fucked at the same time was too much to take. Before Kade had even filled me, I felt an orgasm tear through my body.

  I writhed and shook beneath him. All that tension and pressure released in one big explosion. Kade moaned above me as I came, sinking down on top of me to let the weight of his body cover, protect, and pleasure me. He had me gasping for breath five seconds in.

  “Good girl,” he cooed, making me close my eyes and blush even more. Kade pushed his massive cock all the way inside me. I was still coming down from the ecstasy surging through me, but I was watched his muscles tighten and strain. My mouth opened wide as I felt his entire length splitting me for the first time. My fingers fought against his grip, wanting to hold on to something for support.

  His thrusts pushed me down and back into the bed again and again. The sensation was intense, and I loved feeling pinned and forcibly taken. He was grunting as he fucked me. My mouth was open as I tried to hang on to every bit of pleasure between us.

  Then he lifted me so quickly and easily that I barely had time to register what was going on. In the blink of an eye, he had put me on my knees in front of him. My hands were behind my back, and he had my head down in the soft fur of the bed.

  He dragged a fingertip over my back and my ass, exploring and making shivers run through my entire body. I closed my eyes, reveling in each barely-there caress. With a hard push, he filled me from behind this t
ime. I wanted to push forward but his hand was at my shoulders, holding me in place. Kade grunted as he rammed his big cock into me. I cried out, but it was muffled by the fur blanket.