Quit Me If You Can

44. Cade

44

CADE

“ I love you, baby.” I run my hands up and down her hips. “It’s always been you,” I rasp between kisses. “And the best part of my life will always be you.”

I should have told her so much sooner because the instant those words leave my lips, she pins me to the back of the couch, swinging one leg over to straddle my thighs.

She dips her head to brush her lips against mine, teasing me.

“Cade.” She whispers my name, beckoning me yet again to do dirty, evil things to her.

She doesn’t have to tell me twice.

I hold her face between my hands and pull her mouth to mine again. Our tongues tangle together, each playing for dominance, sparking a flaming need in each of us.

She rubs my cock through my jeans. As if I weren’t already hard as a rock.

In one swift movement, she slides away from me and kneels on the couch, her smiling eyes never leaving mine. She removes her top, exposing her gorgeous tits. She opens her mouth and waits.

Oh, fuck me.

All I can think is, thank goodness I won that Larkin case .

Without a second thought, I stand in front of her, tug off my T-shirt, undo my jeans and lower them. I slide my cock into her waiting mouth, feeling the warm, luscious, wet heat engulf me.

Holy fuck.

She moans again. I know she loves this just as much as I do.

I can’t help but groan as she eagerly sucks me and licks me, her hands caressing my thighs, hips, and balls. Her eyes lock on mine as she takes every inch of me into her mouth.

My hands cup her face, and my thumbs caress her cheeks. Then, I grip her hair as she continues to lick up and down my cock, her tongue swirling around the head before taking me throat-deep into her mouth.

Fuuuuck . This feels like heaven. I never want it to end.

She moves her hands to grip my ass so she can guide me in and out of her mouth, matching the rhythm of my thrusts. My hip thrusts turn harder, rougher. I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge.

I know she can sense it too, by the way she moans and sucks harder, eagerly taking every inch of me into her warm mouth.

“That’s fucking fantastic,” I groan, feeling my release building.

Her eyes lock on mine again as she takes me in deeper, going faster and faster until finally I can’t hold back any longer.

“I’m coming, baby.”

With one final deep thrust, I explode into her mouth with a long, loud moan. She swallows every drop, still sucking and stroking me until the very last bit of my come is drained from my body.

“That was amazing, baby,” I say breathlessly.

After she licks me clean, I stand, gripping her thighs and curvy ass to bring her up with me. I carry her into the bedroom (almost stumbling in my half-lowered jeans) and toss her onto the bed. We kiss and pull at each other’s clothes until we’re completely exposed, and completely delirious with need.

I press my lips to her neck, kissing and nipping everywhere I can. She moans and arches her back, her fingers trailing down my chest and stomach until they find their way to my hard cock. I never got soft.

“Please, now,” she begs, slipping her hand along my hard shaft. “I want you inside me.”

I groan at her touch, but pull away.

“I know. Not yet,” I growl, grinning at the frustration in her eyes.

I kiss my way down her body, stopping to suck on each erect nipple before continuing south. I spread her legs wider and dip my head between them, inhaling deeply. Her scent is intoxicating, and it only drives me further into a frenzy.

I start with slow licks, feeling the tremors that run through her body with each pass, before I finally slide my tongue through her slick folds. I circle my tongue around her clit and feel her momentum building, before I finally stop to suck on it gently. She cries out my name as I continue to tease and suck, edging her relentlessly.

“Cade, hold it. Right there. I’m objecting… formally,” she tries to assert with legal gravitas, her breathless tone taking on a hint of courtroom authority, urging me on. “What you’re doing is a crime. Your actions constitute a flagrant violation of the law.”

“Objection duly noted, but overruled.” I lick her clit.

“What… you’re doing is straight-up unlawful. The proceedings here lack any semblance of relevance or coherence.” She grabs my hair. “I want you inside me. Now .”

I smile down at her wetness, caressing her dripping velvet folds again with my fingers. “Objection overruled. I’m running the show here.”

She grabs my wrist and yanks it away. “Oh no, I’m objecting, you’re not getting away with this. I quit. You’re not my boss anymore, remember?”

Playfully, we wrestle for a moment, and I take both of her wrists into my grip at once. I pin them against the headboard and growl through a deep kiss.

“I’m the one in charge here, baby.” Her breasts are beautiful, firm and inviting, and I can’t resist them. I lean down and take one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking on it gently as she arches her back, moaning in pleasure. “You might be in charge in other areas of our lives, now that you don’t work for me anymore.” I tug on her left nipple, then softly bite on her taut, firm flesh that yields to me in desire. “But in the bedroom? I’m the one calling the shots. Got it?”

With her arms pinned above her head, Kennedy is completely at my mercy.

She bites her bottom lip. Her gorgeous tits and those nipples hard enough to pierce my chest. She is stunning. And I have her full, undivided attention.

“Got it,” she answers. It’s barely a whisper. “That was so hot.”

“Where do you want my tongue? On your tits, or on your clit?”

“My clit.”

“Request denied. Say please.”

“Cade… don’t test my patience!”

“Say please,” I repeat, my tone playful, yet insistent.

“Fine. Please ,” she relents. She knows I’m really not playing (not even a little bit). “Please. I’m begging you.”

“Well, since you asked so nicely.”

I continue my assault on her clit. But just as she’s about to reach the brink of pleasure, I pull away again. She whimpers in protest, but I just smirk. “You taste so good.”

“I hate you.”

“I know, baby. Hate me.” I brush her clit, softly enough to be make her feel her intense need for more of me, but never enough to let her come. I know she loves it, despite her protests.

“That’s so… so… so unfair. I hate you so much.”

“Hate me all you want, baby. I’ll take it all. I’ll fuck the hate out of you. Every ounce of the shitty past, every shred of pain, every haunting memory. Until there’s nothing left but love. Until there’s only us.”

She gasps and meets my gaze, her eyes softening with emotion. “Mmm, I love you for saying that. Please, continue, counselor.”

“I’ll decide when we move forward. You’ll get to come when I decide it’s time.”

“You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?”

I kiss her clit. “I am.”

“ Ooh. Wanna bet I can make you lose that smug smile?” She digs her fingers into my hair, tugging slightly, earning a groan that vibrates against her lips.

“Careful,” I murmur, a smirk playing on my lips. “You just might unleash a beast you can’t handle.”

“But maybe I want the beast,” she teases back, biting my lower lip in anticipation.

My eyes darken. “Then brace yourself.”

My hands roam over every inch of her body as I position myself between her legs. Without breaking eye contact, I push into her. The motion is sudden. Forceful. Hard. We both moan at the sensation of being joined together after so long. I fill her in one thrust that reverberates through both of our bodies. She welcomes me eagerly, takes me in hungrily, moving her hips against the rhythm of my own.

With hooded eyes, she gazes up at me as I hover above. She has me, completely. And the more I get, the more I want. She’s the kind of addiction you never want to quit.

I hook my arms underneath her legs and thrust again, deeper. “You’ll tell me if I hurt you?”

“Only if it’s the bad kind of hurt,” she whispers. “Please do not be gentle with me. I need this so badly. I need you so badly.”

I give a low, satisfied hum, and without another word, I start to pump in her and out of her.

Every movement is met with a gasp or a whimper.

“Harder, Cade.” She pleads for more, her body arching and writhing beneath me, and I comply without hesitation. My Kennedy. The woman who is a polished and professional executive in the workplace, reduced to a firestorm in my arms, untamed, wild—burning only for me. Just for my eyes to witness and possess.

She takes me so well.

She takes my cock with such need. Such insatiable desperation.

And I am completely captivated by her. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I fuck her in all the best ways, hard, raw, relentlessly, guiding her to climax. I love the way she holds on for as long as she can, stopping herself from really letting go. Then all at once she explodes in my arms, tightening around me until I’m ready too. I’m going to erupt right along with her.

I’m in so deep. My heart is hammering against my chest.

Every beat belongs to her.

“I fucking love you,” I growl.

She presses her hands to my cheeks and stares deep into my eyes, rocking her hips against me.

“Cade,” she says, “I love you too.”

I keep going, harder and faster, until I burst inside of her, filling her with my seed. She keeps writhing beneath me, her tight sheath squeezing around me. We collapse afterward, shaking from exertion and ecstasy.

Lying on my back, cradling Kennedy to my chest, she looks freshly fucked and more beautiful than I’ve ever seen her. I think of our past and how our lives might have turned out if circumstances had been different.

I pull her closer. “Do you ever wonder what it would have been like if we hadn’t lost all that time? If we’d stayed together back then?”

She shrugs. “Who knows? Maybe I’d have ended up in law school.”

“Oh, I would have seen to it personally. As soon as you need it, you’ll get a letter of recommendation from my firm, signed, sealed, and delivered.”

“I figured you’d be more inclined to put in a good word for me if I… earned it first. A little, you know, incentive . Maybe a little more hands-on persuasion.”

“Oh, really?” I chuckle, pressing a kiss to her hair. “You think that’s how it works?”

Kennedy touches her finger to my nose. “Hey, you’re a man, right?” She grins and peers up at me.

“Hey now, not all of us are that easily swayed.”

“Yes, you are.”

I nod, conceding with a smirk. “Fair point.”

Kennedy’s eyes twinkle. “Yeah, well, you’re basically putty in my hands.”

“I am. And I’m damn proud of it. Proud of you, too.” I say, moving from her embrace, trailing feather-light kisses onto her skin. “You’re one of the smartest women in the world, and you’re going to be one of the best lawyers, at least once you have the degree to attest to what I and what everybody else has been telling you for years.”

She spreads her hands over mine and squeezes them tight, then moves to pull my body as close to hers as she can.

We spend the rest of the night tangled up in each other, fingers interlaced—or maybe exploring more incentive -basedterritory—making up for all the time we’ve missed, knowing we’re never letting go again.