Chapter 8 #2
Instead, he continued, giving her just a small taste of him as he slid his hand down her back to her ass. He skimmed the separation between her cheeks and fingered her anus. She hummed against his cock, and he jolted, shoving his penis further into her mouth.
“You like that, huh?”
She figured it was rhetorical and didn’t answer him.
“I have a feeling you would like some anal play, but not tonight.”
He continued to tease her as he fucked her face, increasing the depth of his thrusts. Soon though, she could tell he was losing control. His movements were not that controlled, and when she slipped her tongue over the tip of his cock, he pulled away with a groan.
“Oh, that was bad, Shannon. Really, bad.” He turned from her then, and she was left on her hands and knees, her body needing to be touched. Hell, she needed to touch him, to skim her hands over all that wonderful flesh .
Without turning around, he asked, “Do you have any scarves?”
“Yes, in the top right-hand drawer of the dresser.”
He retrieved a couple of scarves and set them on the top of the dresser. Kade turned and smiled at her. It wasn’t a huge smile, like the ones she was used to, but it was something. Even as frustrated as she was, it made her heart happy to see it.
“Come on,” he said, offering her a hand for support. “Up, off the bed.”
She did as ordered, excited to see what he would come up with next. Kade positioned her in front of the mirror.
“Look at you,” he said, his voice deepening, and his accent thickening.
She did as ordered and was struck by the image of them together.
Her light brown skin against his lighter, tanned flesh.
He stepped closer, his cock against her ass.
He placed his hand against her stomach. She was so tuned in to his touch that the simple gesture had her body reacting.
It was hard not to as he moved his hand up to her breasts, caressing the underside of them. Frustration built.
“I can tell from your face that you’re not happy with me.”
It wasn’t a question, so she didn’t respond.
It was hard to even think at the moment.
With each delicate touch, he had her blood pressure rising, her body becoming more and more in tune with him.
He slipped his hand down to her pussy. Using his index finger, he traced her labia.
She was dripping wet, slick with her desire, but he didn’t say anything about that.
“Watch my hand.”
She was already doing that, but she understood he wanted to see her expression. He dipped his finger into her pussy, and she sighed .
“What a pretty sound.” He was still in control, but she heard the heat simmering in his voice.
As soon as he said it, she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.
“Don’t worry about showing your pleasure. The sweetest sound is hearing you moan my name.”
He teased her for just a few more seconds before he pulled away.
He took the first of the scarves, a red one with black designs on it, and slid it over her breasts.
Her skin was so sensitive to his touch that it almost hurt as the delicate fabric slithered over her nipples.
Kade’s gaze was glued to the scarf as he moved it over her, his lips curving in satisfaction as she shivered.
He stepped beside her and slipped his finger under her chin and turned her face to him. Bending his head, he gave her a kiss, a soft brush of the lips. It had everything in her yearning for so much more.
When he pulled away, he said, “Spread your legs a little more, then place your hands on the dresser.”
She did as ordered, and he slid the scarf between her legs. The slither of silky material against her sex almost sent her over the edge. It was barely a touch. He pulled the material tight against her.
Oh, God. She was going to come. He moved the scarf back and forth slightly as he nuzzled her neck.
His cock was hard against her hip, and she knew he wanted her.
But he was controlling himself, controlling her.
She wasn’t an innocent by any standards, but this was beyond what she had ever tried.
He tightened the scarf more, the material separating her pussy lips.
She moaned as it rubbed against her clit, pressing ever so slightly but not enough to give her relief. He only gave her so much before he was tugging the scarf away and pulling her to the bed .
“On the bed,” he ordered. He had seemed under control, but the deepening of his voice told her more. He was close to the edge, too.
Kade grabbed the second scarf. “Hands over your head.”
She complied without thinking. She wanted him to touch her again, wanted his hands on her.
He wrapped it around her wrists then threaded it through her iron headboard.
After completing the task, he stopped and looked down at her.
His gaze slipped down her body, and she felt as if he was touching her everywhere.
In the next instant, he scowled. “Dammit. Condoms.”
She smiled. “Bedside table drawer.”
If anything, his expression turned darker.
“Oh, good lord, I had to talk.”
“It’s not that. It’s the fact that you had condoms ready. Been seeing someone?”
She rolled her eyes. “They’re the ones from Hawaii.”
He didn’t say anything as he pulled open the drawer. After grabbing one, he ripped open the package and then joined her on the bed. He set the opened package beside him. Then he settled between her legs and leaned down to give her pussy one long lick.
He smiled up at her. “Remember, don’t come unless I give you permission.”
He drove her crazy. He slipped his hands beneath her rear end and lifted her to his mouth. Then he attacked her. Over and over, he thrust his tongue into her pussy. When he took her clit into his mouth, he hummed against the bundle of nerves.
Damn . The tension that had been simmering now shot to her pussy. She wanted to move, wanted to slip her fingers through that blonde hair and thrust up against his mouth. He held her there, not allowing her any purchase.
Soon, though, he set her down, grabbed the condom.
He rolled it on as fast as humanly possible, in her opinion.
He lifted her up off the bed again and entered into her in one hard thrust. Without hesitating, he started moving.
Each thrust was slow but deep, but not enough to please her.
The way she was bound and the way he held her, she could do nothing but allow him to set the pace.
Soon his movements were not so measured. He increased his rhythm.
“It’s time, baby. Come for me.”
He thrust into her hard as he pressed against her clit.
She did as he ordered, bowing up against him and screaming out his name.
She was still shuddering from her release as he started moving again, squeezing that tiny bundle of nerves between his fingers.
She came again, bucking against him. He followed her as she crested again a few seconds later.
A short time later, he rolled off her and reached up to untie her wrists. “You feeling okay?” he asked.
She smiled at him, cupping his cheek. “Okay doesn’t describe it.”
He smiled, that old crooked smile she knew so well, and her breath caught. In the day he had been back, Kade had been distant and hadn’t shown her the boyish grin she was used to.
“What?” he asked, as it started to slip away.
“Nothing. Just, you look good in my bed.”
“So do you. How about a little snack?”
Keep it light, Dupree .
“Sure.” She started to get out of bed, but he stayed her with his hand.
“No. You stay, I’ll find something.”
She nodded and watched as he pulled on his jeans. “I’ll be right back.”
She held her smile until she was alone. She sat up, pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs.
How sad was it that she was so excited to see him smile at her?
Sad for both of them. Something was bad.
Something had pushed him to his limit while they were gone.
He was a strong man, but everyone had their breaking point.
All she could do was support him, let him know she was there for him.
And love him until he left at the end of the week.