Chapter 24
Chapter Twenty-Four
KADE
“Is she asleep?” Presley asks as I close the bedroom door.
“Yes.”
“I thought you’d fall asleep before her.”
Linking hands, Presley pulls me across the living room toward her room. A place I haven’t been. There’s not much in here. A simple gray bedspread and a few pillows are tossed onto the bed. A dresser takes up one side of the room while a closet, filled with clothes spilling out, takes up the other.
“Ignore the mess,” Presley says, pushing me down onto the bed. “I wasn’t expecting a guest this evening.”
“Does that mean you were expecting to come out to the ranch?” I waggle my brows at her.
“I will say, I do like room seventeen…”
“It’s a good thing you have a permanent invite.”
Presley settles over my lap, my cock hardening at her weight resting against me.
“It’s a shame I haven’t been able to come over more.”
I ghost my fingers over her cheek. “Trust me, I know you’re busy. We both are.”
“But we’re here now.”
“We are…” I trail off. “Any ideas on what you want to do?”
“We could color.”
“You want to color?”
“Or we could watch a movie,” she suggests.
“You want to color or watch a movie?”
She gives me an innocent smile, toying with the buttons on my shirt. “Why, did you have something else in mind?”
I press a kiss to her throbbing pulse on her neck. She smells so fucking delicious, I have to take a deep breath so I don’t devour her right on the spot.
“I might. Something a lot more fun.”
“What are you thinking?”
Spotting something in the corner, an idea comes to mind. I lift her into my arms and carry her to the full-length mirror.
“Turn around,” I whisper in her ear.
Her eyes lock on to mine in the mirror. “Kade,” she purrs.
I grab the hem of her shirt and pull it up and over her head. Her chest heaves as her nipples poke through her bra.
“Tell me what you see.”
“You. Ready to make me come harder than I ever have in my life.”
“That’s quite the statement.”
I sweep the hair off her shoulder, pressing kisses to her soft skin there.
“I have a feeling you can make it happen, Kade.”
“Challenge accepted.”
My other hand moves to the front of her pants and slips under the material of her leggings. She’s already wet for me. I’m not surprised. She’s always ready and waiting for me.
I unfasten her bra and let it fall to the floor in front of us. I tweak her nipples as I slip two fingers inside of her.
Watching the two of us—as Presley nibbles on her bottom lip with her eyes locked on mine—we look sexy as fuck.
“Kade. I want more.”
I bite down on her neck, then lick the sting away. Spinning her around, I kneel before her. I kiss her stomach as I pull her leggings down. A wet spot sits on her underwear and I suction my mouth around it. God, I can’t wait to taste her.
“Face the mirror, Pres.”
She does as I say and I slip between her legs to lick her folds. From down here, I can see every reaction she’s having.
Pleasure is written all over her face as she moans and whimpers with each lick and suck. I strum her clit as she rocks over my mouth. I throw her leg over my shoulder to get a better angle.
“Hold on, Pres.”
“Watching you eat me out is hot.”
“You taste even better,” I say.
“Make me come, Kade.” Her eyes are locked on mine.
“Always so greedy.”
“When it comes to you? I want everything.”
I push three fingers inside of her as I suck down on her clit. I swirl my tongue around the tiny bundle of nerves as she starts to come on my fingers.
I curl them inside her as I work her through her orgasm.
“Kade.” She pants my name over and over.
Fuck, yes.
Hearing her reaction to how I make her feel makes my cock punch against the zipper of my jeans. I cannot wait to get inside her.
Pulling back, I wipe her release from my mouth.
“So fucking delicious, Pres.” Her gaze is hazy, not quite focused on me. I stand, pulling her back against my front. “You ready for me?”
“Hell, yes.”
Stepping back, I start to shed the last of my clothes as I grab a condom and hold it between my teeth as I slide out of my jeans and boxer briefs.
Presley takes the condom and rips the packet open and sheathes me. Her fingers on my hard length make it harder to control myself. They feel so damn good as she continues stroking me.
“I thought you were ready.”
Her smile is devious. “I like teasing you.”
“I like your hands on me.” I step closer, pushing my dick through her fist. “You’re not the only one. Now, turn around.”
She does as I say and holds on to the mirror. I take a minute to appreciate every single inch of her. Her soft skin. The swell of her breasts. The pink on her cheeks. How she looks at me.
I will never get over that last one. It’s the look of love. The way I’ve always looked at her. Fuck.
I can’t wait another second and push inside of her. She’s still fluttering from her orgasm and I still.
“Why aren’t you moving?” she asks, shifting her hips.
I drag a finger down her arm. “Because I want to appreciate how good you feel.”
“Kade…” she whines. “We don’t have all night.”
“We have all the time in the world.” I drag my finger back up her other arm, trailing a path between her breasts and down her stomach.
“You’re killing me.”
Locking her hand over mine, Presley moves my hand to her breast and squeezes. Fuck. My cock jumps inside of her. I can’t control it anymore. I need to move.
My thrusts are slow and easy. I want to make this last as long as possible. Feel each drag inside of her as she squeezes around me.
It’s fucking perfect being with her like this.
“Faster, Bubs.”
The only sounds in the room are skin slapping against skin. The sound of breaths as we each build closer and closer to coming.
Sweat clings to my skin as I dig my fingers into her hips.
“Fuck. I’m going to come, Kade.”
I’m watching her in the mirror, and her eyes are shut tight and mouth in an O shape. I pump harder. I want to feel her choke my cock as she comes.
It can’t come soon enough as I go harder and faster.
“Come on. Fucking come so I can come,” I grunt.
“Oh, oh, oh!”
Her moans are quiet as she finally tips over the edge.
“Yesss.”
I hold on tight and keep going. Feeling each squeeze of her pussy around me makes my balls draw up tight. I’m so close but want to enjoy the feeling of being inside her a little longer. But I can’t stave off the feeling when I come on a quiet roar.
I collapse over her, covering her body with my own. My breathing is labored as I still inside of her. I don’t know how each time with her is better than the last. Getting to be with Presley again is heaven on earth.
After pulling out and dealing with the condom, I scoop Presley into my arms and carry her over to the bed. “Can you stay?” she murmurs.
Lying next to her, I pull the comforter over the two of us, relishing that I get to have her in my arms. “I’m not going anywhere, Presley.”
“Good. I like having you like this again, Bubs.”
“I’ve missed being here. And hearing you call me that.”
“Is it okay?” she asks.
“More than okay.”
She burrows close. “Good. I’m hoping one of these days you might actually get to wake up in my bed with me.”
“I hope so too. Until then, I’m just going to settle for giving you as many orgasms as I can until I have to leave.”
“Oh, yeah?” She rests her chin on my chest, staring up at me.
Her blue eyes are soft.
“You got a problem with that?”
“With you making me feel like I’m flying? No problem whatsoever.”
“Good.” I press a kiss to her forehead. “Rest up, Presley. You’re going to need it because I plan on making you come all night long.”