Following her orders, I took them off. “Fine, can we continue?” The playful banter added to the excitement and removed the awkwardness of our first time.
“Please,” she almost begged, getting a serious look on her face.
I could feel myself throbbing, needing her as our skin finally touched. I continued kissing her from where I had left off. My tongue flicked her hard, pink nipple as I cupped her breast and took it in my mouth. She let out a faint moan of pleasure as my hands explored her body, still lightly playing with her.
I pressed against her harder as her legs intertwined with mine. “I need you,” I whispered in her ear.
“Yes,” she whispered back, pulling my body towards hers.
As effortlessly and while attempting to avoid the awkwardness, I fumbled for the drawer in the nightstand, looking for and hoping I had a condom. It seemed like minutes of searching, but I found what I had been looking for.
I turned back to Cara, marveling at the beautiful woman stretched out before me.
Chapter 15
Cara
Fireworks were exploding in my body as Caden licked and then gently brought his teeth around my nipple. I moaned again, pushing my pelvis as hard as I could against his cock, rubbing back and forth in the motion I couldn't wait to feel from the inside. I pulled my body away long enough to trace around his thick shaft, as I become more wet than I could manage. My eyes rolled back in my head as I closed my eyes and moved my hands to his hips to pull him further up. I had to feel his hardness in my mouth, taste his desire.
“Not yet, Cara,” he said gently, smoothly moving my hands back over my head with his strong grip. “Tonight is all about you.”
More wetness, more fireworks. I had been waiting for a man to completely take charge since I had started having sex. My back inadvertently arched up toward him, wanting and waiting for his entry.
“Don't move,” he commanded, and moved to the side. The silhouette of his strong back and shoulders as he slid his condom on had me in awe. I couldn't help but reach out and stroke his back. He turned, pinning my arms again. “I told you not to move,” he teased.
“Caden, please, no more waiting, I need you in me,” I begged, my heart pounding, my breath ragged, and my voice barely audible.
“Oh, I'm going to give you all of me,” he said, as he pulled the pillow case off of a pillow with his free hand. Wrapping it firmly around my wrists, he tied a knot. I couldn't even process what my body and my mind were telling me as I tried to figure out if I should be scared or turned on as hell.
Turned on. I was definitely turned on. In response to my brain, my body took over and arched my breasts toward his face. He deftly took one in his teeth again, gently nibbling, and reached down to feel my wetness.
“Oh, Cara,” he moaned, moving on top of me, not able to resist any longer. He slowly started to work his way in me, not wanting to hurt me, but I pushed the soles of my feet in to the bed and thrust myself around him. Our moans were in unison and we felt what had been building between us. As he began to thrust in me, we couldn't help but not take it slow.
Our bodies were rocking, sometimes in rhythm and sometimes one of us pausing to let the other take control. He held the knotted pillow case, making sure my hands stayed above my head as I tried to move them down, wanting more control than I could get without the use of them. The way he could take control, yet not hurt me, was pure ecstasy. The way he filled me completely, his cock reaching deep inside, and his mouth everywhere it could reach on my body, was more than I could stand.
We continued to enjoy each other, playing with our tongues and teeth, finding what made the other moan. My moans escaped louder as he continued to go deeper. I found myself completely lost without thoughts as he continued to explore and fill me in every way.
We had been losing ourselves for some time before he moved my legs over his shoulders, and entered me at an angle that hit in exactly the right spot. I could feel the squeezing begin around his cock, and he felt it, too. Within seconds, we both released, sweaty and falling in to each other. Colors shot through my head, tiny explosions of everything I had waited to feel. We lay there, his hand no longer holding mine above my head, but neither of us able to move from the position we had fallen in. I could feel his heart beat against my chest, and my nipples grew hard again at the thought of what I had just felt. Selfishly, I wanted more.
We somehow regained our composure to move and he untied the pillowcase, stroking my cheek and kissing my lips gently. “Cara, I know it's a cliché to say this after making love, but I swear I have fallen for you. I've never felt anything like that in my life.”
My entire being smiled, but I couldn't allow myself to speak. I didn't even know what to say. I didn't know what I felt, and I couldn't trust my feelings at this point. I didn't want to think that this was just a fling. I had waited my whole adult life to feel like this, if I even realized before that this existed.
We lay quietly for a few more moments before Caden sat up. He stroked my cheek and stared deeply in to my eyes. “I believe I owe you dinner, amazing lady.” He winked and slowly got up, grabbing his clothes and walking to the bathroom.
I was left alone in his huge bed. I had to stifle a squeal of excitement as I looked around. I was with the hottest man I'd ever had a date with, in his gorgeous home, and just had the most pleasurable, no, fucking amazing, sex I had ever had in my life. I pinched myself. There was no way this was my life right now. I was just a random fitness club manager, with a salary that paid enough to make my bills with little room for much more. The girl next door in the most basic, non-hot way. Except that I suddenly felt like I had won the lottery, and everything that came with it.
As Caden reappeared from the bathroom, clothed and smiling, he motioned toward the remote beside the bed, “Go ahead. Press the button on the right.” I did as he asked, my mouth dropping open as I realized why he had wanted me to push it.
The curtains that the remote opened revealed the same breathtaking view as I had seen downstairs, a wall of windows allowing me to see the sun starting to go down behind the people who were finally ending their time in the river for the day. We were high up and in the second floor, but I instinctively clutched the blanket closer.
“Don't worry,” he laughed at my modesty, “I have a film in the windows that doesn't allow anyone to see inside.”
“Wow. I can't believe you'd ever shut the blinds at all,” I gasped. “Can we switch houses?”
He laughed again, pulling me up from under the covers and walking me, still naked, to the window. Again, the feeling of freedom was there. This felt amazing. I didn't know how I could eat anything, because I just wanted to stand here, with Caden’s arm around me, feeling free and admiring the natural beauty of the water and the sunset.
Caden raised my head toward him by lifting my chin with his index finger. “I am now going to fix you dinner as I promised. Please enjoy yourself and look around, or crawl back in bed, whatever you want. I’ll let you know when dinner is ready.”
As he turned and left for the kitchen, I chuckled to myself. As if I could stay under the covers instead of being near Caden. It wasn't even an option. I slipped my thongs and dress back on, and took a deep breath. The room smelled like sex. I loved it.
I meandered around the rest of his house, impressed with the handiwork I assumed he'd done in renovations, and in awe of the views, before joining him in the kitchen again.
He was standing over the gas stove, water boiling slightly over, with a towel over his shoulder. He was trying to move the pot to stop boiling over while turning down the heat at the same time. My giggle gave me away, and he glanced back at me, a nervous look on his face.
“Need some help in here?” I walked closer.
“I do. But not with the food. I just got distracted pouring you that,” he motioned over to the counter where a glass of wine sat. Walking over, I picked up the glass and took a sip. Sauvignon Blanc, my favorite of the white wines. And I was pre
tty sure this was the same one we’d enjoyed at the restaurant on the beach. My hero didn't forget anything.
I took a seat at the bar and watched him work. As I watched his shoulders, back, and arms, I no longer saw his body with the clothes he wore now. I began to heat up again, reliving the look of his nude form without his clothes, the feel of his body without space between us. I shuddered, imagining him inside of me all over again.
I cleared my throat in an effort to also clear my head. “What are we having tonight, Chef Caden?”
“I thought we'd do a simple baked rigatoni tonight with some biscuits from a can. It's not fancy, but I'd rather have the time for us to keep getting to know each other,” he answered, not turning to look at me as he worked.
“I think we’ve gotten to know each other pretty well in the last hour,” I said in a flirty voice, blushing and glad he was focused on the food on the stove. “Although if there's more to see, I can't wait,” I added. When had I become so forward and confident, I wondered.
“Oh, I have so much more to show you.” He finally turned and his eyes undressed me all over again. “However, Ms. Lauren, I did want to talk to you about some things that have been happening. I think you should know.”
“Um, is it bad?” I gulped, wondering what secret he had kept hidden. A wife? No, there was no indication of a woman living in this house. Was he looking for a just a fling? My heart sank. That had to be it. He didn't want more with me than to get me in his bed a few times. But, he was so doting and romantic.
“Cara?” Caden snapped me out of my thoughts, “Don't worry. Let me finish this up and we can sit and eat. What I have to say involves one or two people who aren't at the top of your list right now.”
Chapter 16
Caden
I had always enjoyed cooking, but cooking for someone like Cara turned it into an event. I wanted to impress her in every way. I could feel her eyes on my every move, taking me in from across the kitchen. She intimidated me and made me nervous in a schoolboy sort of way. I’d been through my share of romances; however, no woman had ever had that sort of effect on me.
Dinner was simple and I managed to finish it quickly, allowing time for us to talk and enjoy one another's company. She made me laugh, telling goofy little jokes as she reached out and touched my hand. The electricity of her touch still sent shivers through my body. Even though we’d had amazing sex just a few hours earlier, I couldn’t seem to get enough of her.
“So,” she said as she held my hand, “what is it you wanted to talk about? You mentioned two people. I’m sure I can guess who.” Cara rolled her eyes and then allowed a more serious look to fall across her face.
“I listened to what you said the other day,” I said. “I’ve been running the company for some time and allowing Graham to be the figurehead, essentially risking the future of the company.” I squeezed Cara’s hand tightly as I looked her in the eyes. “You are so smart. I could tell that when we first met. I knew it on our first date.”
Cara leaned toward me as she took in every word.
I continued, “I bought the outstanding percentage of the company and took over. I fired Graham.”
Cara’s mouth fell open immediately. “Caden, that’s terrible…was it because of me?” Her hand went limp in mine.
“No! Oh no, Cara. Not because of you. I mean, in a way, yes, but in a very, very good way. You allowed me to see who he really was, who he had become. I didn’t want that in my life or in the company I was building.”
“I feel responsible. If it weren’t for me being at that hotel, if I hadn’t turned him down and gone out with you instead...” Cara bit her lip.
I cut her off before another word could escape from her beautiful mouth. “Cara, if it wasn’t you, it could have been someone else. Eventually this was going to happen. You helped me realize so many things about myself and about Graham. Please,” I begged, “don’t feel responsible for this. Be thankful.” I squeezed her hand again and then raised it to my mouth, kissing the back of it. “Thank you for helping me see things more clearly.”
Cara blushed and then smiled. “Okay. It’s just difficult thinking how all of this played out.” She shifted in her seat, regaining her composure and preparing herself for her next question. “And the other person? Let me guess, LJ?”
“Yes, LJ.” I leaned forward, meeting Cara’s deep brown eyes. “I have no right to ask this, but…” I fumbled for the right words as I lost myself in her eyes. “Will you give us a chance? Call things off with LJ, for good? You know we are so good together.” I could feel my eyes begging for the answer I wanted to hear.
“Caden, I want that. I want you. But his life and mine are so intertwined.” Her eyes had a sadness in them and I could tell this was something she didn't want to discuss, but I needed to. I couldn't move forward knowing there was a chance she could slip away from me.
“They don't have to be...intertwined. You told me he broke it off,” I said, trying to not be too harsh.
“Dumped. He dumped me.”
“Either way, he walked out on you. You don't deserve that. You feel it, don't you? Us?”
Cara coyly looked away and smiled. “I do.”
“Then it's settled. Give us some space from him until we can get us sorted out.” I leaned in and kissed her firmly on the mouth, immediately making me aroused and wanting more, but I held back. “I believe you are damn near perfect,” I whispered as I pulled back from our kiss.
“I'm far from perfect, Caden.”
“No Cara, you're my perfect.”
* * * * *
The sun had already set over the river and a cool breeze rustled the summer leaves as we sat on the patio in the chaise. Cara nestled herself between my legs, her back supported by my chest and a light blanket covering us. The light from the full summer moon danced on the ripples of water as we sat sipping our wine.
“I can’t believe everything that happened this weekend,” she said as she gently stroked my leg. “I left Richmond to escape my life and sulk alone, and then I found the exact opposite of what I was wanting or needing.”
“Sometimes, the best things happen when we aren’t expecting them,” I said. “I wasn’t expecting you. I certainly wasn’t expecting the drama over the weekend, but it all happened for the best.” As I spoke those words, I realized that I was going to have to deal with work and Graham. Back to reality.
I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, getting the scents of Cara’s hair, the summer breeze and the faint residual of sex still on our bodies. The combination was more than arousing and it immediately blocked the thoughts of anything other than the gorgeous woman sitting between my legs.
I set my glass of wine on the table and wrapped my arms around Cara, feeling her stomach through the sundress she was wearing. I drew her in close, pulling her body firmly against mine and allowing her ass to slide closer to my hips.
Gently I pushed my hips against her, grinding my growing hardness between her body and mine. She continued to stroke my leg, adding to the pleasure. Each pulse into her made me harder. I slid my hand along her stomach and up to her breasts. I traced the outline of the built-in bra of her dress with my finger, finally grazing her nipple that had gotten harder with each tease.
Cara moaned at my first touch, pushing her ass against me and then gripping my thigh. I gently rubbed her taut nipple between my thumb and index finger through her dress, pinching it. Cara moaned again, pushing her head against my shoulder, and exposing her neck.
“I love to hear you like that,” I whispered in her ear and then kissed her neck, still playing with her nipple. I slid my other hand down to her thigh, slowly rubbing it, each stroke moving further up her leg. I remembered the thong she was wearing as my hand brushed against her, at first gently, then with more pressure. Her wetness penetrated the thin material.
“Caden,” she moaned in a breathy voice.
Her hips pushed into my hand as I slid my fingers under her thong, finding her folds. Feeling her
wetness sent a strong desire to do nothing more than please her with every touch. Cara’s hand met mine, holding it in place while she pushed her hips and tightened her legs. Her other hand clutched my thigh, and her nails dug into my skin as her body tensed.
“Yes,” I whispered back to her. Our bodies stuck together, both tight with anticipation of the pleasure that was building inside of her. I stroked her breast again, finally pulling down the strap of her dress and exposing her breast to the cool summer breeze. I firmly cupped it, then pinched her nipple, harder this time and surprised at the moan of pleasure she released.
Each thrust of her hips sent her head harder into my shoulder and her grip strengthened until she finally exhaled, completely collapsing on top of me.
As much as I wanted her at the moment, I was almost as satisfied knowing the experience I had given her.
“Caden,” she panted, “I think it’s you who’s damn near perfect.”
Chapter 17
Cara
Waking up after a night like last night was almost like awakening from a wet dream. Reliving everything that I had felt, over and over again, and every time I had released made me shudder all over. Finally opening my eyes, I looked at the empty bed beside me. There was a single rose, which looked freshly cut from a rose bush, on top of a small note. Caden had left early for work to get ready for dealing with the ramifications of buying the majority of the company. I had barely heard him when he left, just felt a soft kiss on my forehead before he walked out.
I picked up my phone to check the time: twenty after seven. Deciding it would probably be a good idea to get to work myself, I clicked the phone screen back to dark and rolled over to see what Caden had written.
Most beautiful woman,
Thank you for showing me how amazing life can be. I feel like I've known you my whole life, yet I long to get to know you even more. Please tell me that I can take you out to dinner tonight. I know the perfect spot.
Yours,
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