Chapter 20
Chapter Twenty
PRESLEY
My nerves are bubbling up inside of me. Walking through the halls of the lodge doesn’t do anything to settle them.
Because of what awaits me at the end.
Kade.
The only thing canceling out my nerves is my want for him. The last time I wanted someone like this was years ago, and that was Kade.
I tried to make things work with Paul. I really did. But the more time we spent together, the further we drifted apart. By the end, we were two strangers passing in the night.
That’s something that never happened with Kade. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. It’s probably why my dad hated him so much. Didn’t see him as good enough for his daughter.
But none of that matters now.
When I came to the ranch today, this isn’t what I thought would happen, but I can’t say that I mind. I needed a few minutes to clean up before seeing him. To check in with myself that this is what I really want.
Things with Kade were never slow. From the moment we met, it went from zero to sixty in no time flat. We were always together, the two of us.
I’ve always wanted Kade. I still do. But it doesn’t mean the nerves aren’t there. Taking a minute to make sure this is what I want helps steel my resolve.
Because I want to be Kade’s again more than anything.
Finding room seventeen, I pause, taking one last deep breath before rapping my fist against the door.
When he swings it open, he’s still in his white T-shirt and jeans, but now his bare feet stick out. Dirt from the barn clings to the shirt he’s wearing. It somehow makes him even sexier.
“Are you going to stand there and look at me?” he asks, a grin cocking the corner of his mouth.
“What can I say?” I take his outstretched hand as he tugs me into the room. “You look awfully sexy right now.”
His hand drifts down to cup my ass, pulling me into him. He’s already hard as my hands find the strong muscles of his chest.
“You’re looking pretty damn sexy yourself, Pres.”
His fingers ghost along my jaw and down my neck. Butterflies burst in my chest at the soft touch. It’s the promise of more.
I can’t hold back anymore. That kiss out at the barn was a tease. All I want is Kade, and I’m not going to deny myself any longer.
Linking my fingers behind his neck, I pull him toward me for a searing kiss. Kade backs me up to the door, hoisting me into his arms.
“Kade,” I purr.
“I want to be yours, Presley.”
I stop, pushing him back. “I thought you didn’t remember?”
His lips trail down my neck, sucking on my throbbing pulse. It feels so damn good, I could burst. “How could I ever forget? Especially now that I get to be yours.”
“I’ve been wanting to hear you say that for so long.”
“Probably as long as I’ve wanted to do this,” Kade whispers. “Since the moment I kissed you at the diner. Fuck, I’ve wanted you every minute since then.”
I guide his mouth back to mine. The warmth of his tongue striking mine turns me on in a way I’ve never felt.
I’m so damn greedy for this man and everything he’ll give me. “Then fuck me, Kade. Do it.”
That’s all he needs to hear. Carrying me over to the bed, he lays me on the soft, buffalo checked duvet and steps back. Lust and desire are written all over his face.
His fingers unbutton my shirt, revealing the soft cotton bra. Nothing overly sexy—I did come from work after all—but Kade is looking at me like he is ready to ravage me.
I can’t wait.
Except he doesn’t move. He’s staring at my heaving chest, eyes not moving from me.
“What are you waiting for?” I ask.
“Enjoying the view from up here.” He swipes a finger over my hard nipple poking through my bra. “Deciding what I want to do to you first.”
“Do something,” I moan.
He covers my body with his, teeth nibbling on my earlobe. “Something? Hmm. What do I want to do to you, Presley?”
He moves down my body, pressing warm, open-mouthed kisses to my chest. His fingers skim the cup of my bra. Goose bumps erupt all over my skin at his gentle touch.
I want Kade to do everything to me. I want him in every way possible.
Grabbing his hand, I try to push it lower, under the band of my jeans, but he pulls it back, pressing a kiss to my soft stomach.
“Not so fast, Pres. I want to enjoy every inch of your body.”
“Ugh,” I groan, throwing an arm over my eyes.
He trails his hands up and down my sides as he kisses every bit of exposed skin. His thumbs brush over my nipples, and it takes everything I have not to explode.
I haven’t been touched like this in God knows how long. The way Kade is worshipping my body?
I want it to last, but want to feel him inside of me right this minute.
Kade trails his mouth back up my stomach before taking one cloth-clad nipple into his mouth.
“Gah!” I shout, shoving my hands through his hair. I hold him to me as he moves from one breast to the other. I’m a squirming mess underneath him as I lock my ankles around his ass. His cock digs into the apex of my thighs.
Before I can tell him what I want, he pulls the cup of my bra down and flicks his tongue over the hard tip.
“I love hearing how undone I make you.”
“Kade,” I moan, pulling the back of his shirt up to dig my nails into his back, urging him on because I can’t take it. I want all the pleasure this man will give me.
“Patience, Pres.”
His movements are slow. A suck on one nipple before moving to the other. A swirl of his tongue. He knows exactly what to do to wind me up.
His mouth stays on my breasts as he finally—finally—undoes the button and zipper on my jeans. He shimmies them down my legs, before pulling off my shoes and socks, tossing the denim behind him into the pile.
“Someone looks needy,” he says, dragging a finger over my underwear.
As he pulls my underwear free, I yank off my top and undo the clasp of my bra. His deep brown eyes rake over me as his tongue darts out to wet his bottom lip.
“Do I get to see you now?” I pop up onto my elbows, locking eyes with him.
Grabbing the back of his shirt, Kade pulls it up and over and drops it into the growing pile of clothes on the floor.
He’s even more ripped than I remember, with a six-pack and a smattering of dark hair that covers his chest.
“Like what you see?”
“I’d like it even more if you’d get fully naked.”
Kade drags a finger up my leg. It’s a tease and torment all in one.
His moves are calculated, undoing the button before slowly unzipping his jeans.
He knows exactly what he’s doing. Kade is amping up my own pleasure to the point I could combust just watching the man.
He’s that sexy.
When he pulls his boxer briefs off, his dick slaps him in the abs.
“Happy?” he asks, giving himself a slow stroke.
“No.”
“No? I’m confused,” he says.
Standing, I grab him by the biceps and push him down onto the bed. “You’ve been teasing me and I think it’s time I returned the favor.”
Dropping to my knees between his spread legs, I take his cock in hand, swiping my thumb through the precum.
“Fuuuuck,” he growls.
I drop kisses up the hard length, avoiding the head, before going down the other side. He’s big. A lot bigger than I remember. I work him over with my hand and mouth before I finally swirl my tongue around the tip.
His groans and swears spur me on. I take him as far as I can until he bumps the back of my throat. Strong, calloused hands brush the hair out of my face as I look up to lock eyes with him.
“You look so damn beautiful, Pres. Taking my cock like this.”
I pull back, wiping my mouth. Because I need more. I want to make him crazy the same way he’s been driving me wild. “Fuck my mouth, Kade.”
Lust swims in his eyes. “You sure?”
“Yes.”
He doesn’t say another word as he starts to jack his hips up. He goes slow at first, letting me adjust to his size. But when I do?
Kade unleashes. Having him use my mouth like this? I’m getting wetter and wetter. I could come just like this.
Except Kade doesn’t let me, pulling out entirely.
“I am not coming down your throat for the first time.” He grabs my elbow and brings my mouth up to his. I cover his hard body with my own.
“Where do you plan on coming?”
He slips a hand between us, drifting down my stomach before pushing two fingers inside of me.
“Here.”
“Yes.” I throw my head back as he twists and curls his fingers inside me.
“You ready for me?”
“Ready and waiting,” I answer.
“Good.” Kade stands, licking his fingers as he finds his wallet on the pile on the floor and pulls out a condom, holding it between two fingers. “I figure safety first.”
I nod. “All my tests have been negative and I’m on the pill, but yeah.”
I watch as he rips the packet open and rolls it over his cock. I can’t wait to have him fill me. Stretch me and make me come and experience long-forgotten pleasure.
He settles over me, resting his elbows on either side of my head. Reaching between us, I take him in hand and line him up as he pushes inside of me.
Kade crushes his mouth to mine, swallowing my gasp. There’s the slight sting of pain as he keeps pushing inside until he’s fully seated in me.
He sets a hard pace, moving in and out. Fire courses through my body, pushing me closer and closer to going over the edge. Kade’s growls hit my ears as sweat sticks to our body at the heat swirling around us.
“I’m so close,” I whisper against his mouth.
“Come on, Pres.” He hikes my leg up around his hip.
He goes deeper. Harder. Faster.
Just how I like it. And when he reaches between the two of us to strum my clit? That’s all it takes to send me careening over the cliff.
“Yes!”
I don’t care how loud I am. My shouts echo around the room, and Kade keeps moving as my pussy flutters and pulses around him.
“That’s it. I love feeling you come on my cock. So damn good.”
He punctuates each word with a kiss before he comes on a roar, throwing his head back. His muscles are stretched taut as his hair flops into his face.
He looks so sexy like this, emptying his release into the condom. He doesn’t pull out, but covers my body with his. Our breathing is labored as I drag my fingers up and down the notches of his spine.
“I could stay here forever,” I whisper.
“I wish you could.”
Kade eventually pulls off and deals with the condom before coming back to bed. He pulls me into his side as we lazily make out. It’s the perfect afternoon.
Until my phone beeps, alerting me I need to leave.
“When can I see you next?” he asks, tossing me my shirt.
“Why don’t you come over for dinner after you’re done at the ranch tomorrow?”
He hooks a finger into my freshly buttoned shirt. “You got it.”
Tying my shoes, I turn to leave, but before I can get far, Kade grabs me and places one long, slow kiss onto my lips. He presses a piece of plastic and metal into my hand.
An old-fashioned room key.
“Come back to me, Pres.”
“Always, Kade.”