Chapter 37 #2
A smile tugs at my lips as I meet his eyes. As much as I fucking love his smile… that glare does everything for me.
I shove him off my chest and roll over to grab the lube from the floor next to the bed. Cade watches as I push to my knees, pop the cap, and slick myself from base to tip. I wait for him to reach out and snatch the bottle from me, igniting a war to determine who’s fucking who.
But my man is full of fucking surprises tonight.
He simply turns and offers me that perfect ass without a word.
A groan escapes me at the sight, and I move in to him, swiping my lubed fingers over his hole and earning a muffled moan as he presses his face into the mattress.
“Baby…” I breathe, lining my cock up and dragging the head against him, “you’re fucking perfection.”
Then I drive into him before he can disagree.
He grunts as I bottom out, and the feeling of his tight hole around me is un-fucking-believable. I pull back slowly, then thrust forward again, letting warmth settle and bloom throughout my core. And with each thrust into him, it spreads, taking over my whole body.
I run my hand up his back and push him down so he’s flat against the bed. Then I lean over him, bringing my lips to his shoulder as I fuck him harder, and his fists grip the bedsheets.
“Tell me how it feels,” I say into his ear as I slam into him.
“Good,” he groans, turning his head towards me.
I shake my head and fuck him harder. “You can do better than that.”
His eyes close, and he exhales hard, grunting as I grind into him, giving him everything he needs to tell me what’s really happening inside him.
“How do you feel, baby…” I ask, lowering my mouth again to his shoulder and running my teeth along the skin.
“Alive.”
I almost pause. My hips falter for a moment, and my heart skips a beat, but I keep going, and sink my teeth deep into his skin.
Then Cade pushes me back, turning in one fluid motion as he shoves me onto my back and crawls over me to straddle my hips.
As I look up at him… I smile. My doc was telling the truth.
He looks fucking alive.
Cade reaches between us, and his fingers wrap around my cock as he lines me up with his ass. But he pauses when he catches me watching him with a smile.
“Be bad, Doc.”
He smiles back, sinking down onto my cock. “Be worse.”
We both groan as he takes me in, and my hands clamp down on his hips as I feel him stretch around me.
Once he’s seated fully, I remove my hands from his hips and lift them behind my head. “Ride it.”
His hands land on my chest as he stares down at me and immediately begins to move.
He rolls his hips in a way that forces us both to breathe harder, and all I can do is watch the way he moves.
The way his cock bounces with the rhythm, the defined muscles of his core as his abs tighten, and the curve of his throat when his head tips back and he lets out a delicious fucking moan.
He's a goddamn fucking masterpiece, and I can’t keep my hands off him any longer.
He leans back as I reach for him, and I take his cock in my grip.
“Show how bad you are, baby,” I say, letting him thrust his cock in and out of my hand as he rides me. “Show me how fucking bad you want it. How bad you want to come all over my chest and have me fill your ass with my cum. Show me how you’re going to take it from me, baby.”
His chest heaves as he moves his hips faster, and lets out a moan.
“That’s it,” I breathe. “Let it out. I want to hear it. Louder.”
His eyes close and his head tips back as he rides me hard. He moans again… but not loud enough.
I sit up fast, wrapping one arm around his lower back to keep him in place as my other hand grabs the hair on the back of his head, dragging his gaze down to meet mine.
“I said louder,” I growl. “And you fucking look at me when you ride my cock. You hear me?”
His eyes darken as he holds my gaze, and I let the corner of my mouth lift as I wait for the fight.
Because we both know it’s coming.
Slowly, he lifts his hand and runs it up my chest to my throat. His eyes drop to take in his fingers wrapping around me, and he tilts his head to study the tree tattoos climbing the side of my neck before they’re covered by his fingers. Then he looks into my eyes again and squeezes hard.
I smile as it gets harder to draw in a breath, and his gaze sharpens.
I rock my hips, and he grunts, but doesn’t loosen his hold on me. He holds my stare as he squeezes harder, and just when I start wheezing, he forcefully pushes me onto my back, and fucking rides me.
My hands fly to his hips, gripping tight as I catch my breath and let pleasure course through me, building until it’s almost too much. He grinds down on me as I move a hand to stroke his cock, and our moans fill the room while we let our bodies take over, taking what they need.
I slide a hand up his torso and rub my thumb over his nipple until his whole body tenses. His eyes fall closed, his head tips forward, and his abs contract like he’s right on the edge. And I’m right there with him as tingles rise up my legs and the pressure inside me begs to be released.
“Come with me, baby,” I pant.
He thrusts a few more times, and then his body jerks with a loud groan as he sprays cum over my chest, and I drive up into him as my nerves light on fucking fire and I unload deep in his ass. Heat rushes through every inch of me as the pressure is released and my muscles tremble.
Cade leans over me with his hands braced on my chest as his own heaves, and he lets his head fall between his shoulders as he catches his breath.
When his breath slows, I reach for him and pull him down beside me. I press a kiss to his lips before I grab a shirt and clean off my chest… then he does something that surprises me the most out of everything tonight.
He settles in against my side, and lays his head on my chest.
We stay like this in complete silence, until I hear his breathing deepen and feel his body soften as he drifts to sleep.
But my eyes stay glued to the ceiling, and I keep my arm locked tight around him… like I can somehow keep the rest of the world out.
Because I’m not sure what this world is going to bring either of us.
I’ve always found peace in destruction. It’s the world I was born into, and the world I was always meant to live in.
And as much as I fucking loved seeing his smile and how weightless he seemed to feel… I can’t help but worry about what that costs.
Because he’s also finding peace among ruin.
I just hope he’s not sinking into something he won’t come back from.