31. Kade
Chapter 31
Kade
Still standing behind Presley, I grab the ropes woven between her shoulder blades and turn her. She groans as we walk toward the makeshift double bed, my intricate work rubbing her sensitive skin. Each little intake of breath and every sound of her discomfort has my cock straining against my zipper.
I would keep her tied longer if we had more time for aftercare, but I keep reminding myself we’re on a timeline. I’m seriously regretting picking tonight of all nights to do this, but at the same time, I knew we couldn’t wait any longer.
Stopping Presley at the edge of the bed, I make quick work of untying her. I let my ropes fall to the ground, the soft sounds of Presley’s relief sending a shiver down my spine. I gently rub her arms, bringing the blood back to the surface.
“How do you feel? Are your arms good?” I ask. I didn’t tie the rope as tightly as I could’ve. Since this was her first time, I didn’t want to take it too far. Besides, she has her big gig tonight, so I didn’t want to risk her being sore.
The big smile I’ve grown to love lights up her face, and she brings her hand to my cheek, brushing her thumb over my stubble. “You’re always taking care of me.”
“I like taking care of you,” I say.
Presley leans in and kisses me, her tongue running along the seam of my lips. I like that she’s taking charge of the kiss, that I can feel her passion in every movement she makes. Her hand threads into my hair, gripping the long ends until I moan. My mouth opens, and she strokes her tongue along mine as I bring my palms to her bare ass. My fingers dig into the round flesh, pressing the heat of her pussy into my jeans. I moan again, this time with the need to be touched by her, to be inside her, to claim her.
Presley pulls away, but before I can tug her back into me, she gently pushes me down on the beds. I bounce from the force and then chuckle, my eyes connecting with hers. Instead of joining me like I expect, Presley stays standing, her naked body on display for me and covered in the marks from my ropes. Her eyes rove over my half-clothed body. She’s a goddamn beautiful sight, and the pride I feel for her grows even stronger than it was before.
Gone is the quiet and awkward woman who stood with her head down and tried to blend in. Now she’s calmer, more confident, and settling into her own skin—and it’s all because of her. She’s learning to let herself be free, to let herself feel, experience, and be seen. She’s amazing and everything I didn’t think I deserved in this world.
“Lemon darlin’?” I ask. Her special nickname stops her perusal of my erection pressed behind my zipper. Her gaze connects with mine again, and she grins, her eyes sparkling. “Are you going to just watch me all night, or do you want me to fuck that sweet pussy of yours?”
She bites her lower lip but still doesn’t get on the bed. Instead, she puts her hands on the ankles of my jeans. “Unbuckle your belt.”
Oh, fuck. Always with the surprises. With our eyes still locked, I do as she says. Once my belt is free, I release the button and pull down the zipper. Presley tugs on my pants, and I lift my hips, letting her free me of the starchy fabric. My hard cock slaps against my lower abdomen, and she stops to look, my Wranglers still in her hands. Just as she had, I didn’t deem underwear necessary, and it’s clear she wasn’t expecting me to have gone commando .
She sucks in a breath as she stares at the steel length that’s now dripping pre-cum onto my skin. The energy in the room shifts as we both realize I’m now the one in a vulnerable position. I have to admit it feels odd because sex with me is rough and hard and I’m always the one in control. But this time with Presley is going to be different. I don’t need any more than this moment to know that.
My breath turns shallow as her eyes burn a path over every detail of my body, her gaze taking in each line and lean muscle as I wait for her to have her fill. When they stop over the scar on my left arm from surgery, her features soften, and her throat bobs. After a moment, her gaze meets mine again, and a lopsided smile lifts my lips.
“Come here, Presley,” I say in an attempt to regain control, wanting and ready to feel her naked body against mine.
She shakes her head then tosses my jeans to the ground. Before I can ask her what she’s doing, she grabs my ankles and spreads my legs apart. My insides coil at what I think she’s about to do.
Proving my theory right, my beautiful woman gets on her hands and knees and crawls between my legs. With a shy look in her eyes, her palms glide up my legs and stop when they reach my inner thighs. She digs her fingernails into the sensitive skin, and a carnal sound bursts from my lips as I throw my head back into the pillows.
“Presley.” I swallow. “You don’t have to.” I look at her from beneath my lashes to find her smiling coyly. Her hands begin to slide closer to my cock, the head of it red and swollen with my need for her.
“You said I could have whatever I want.”
I curse as her fingers brush along the thick vein on the underside of my shaft. My cock strains, and I nearly cry from her touch, from finally having her hands on me after many nights of imagining it. I force myself to breathe and lock eyes with her as she cups my balls and squeezes .
“Fuck, Lemon. Do that again.” She does, this time a bit harder before she wraps her hand around me and gives me a swift pump that has my hips bucking off the bed.
“You’re so hot,” Presley says as she watches her hand jack me through heavy eyes, licking her lips when pre-cum falls on her knuckles. I don’t take my eyes off her as she swipes her fingers through the white liquid then uses it to lubricate her motions. Fuck. I can hardly believe this is the same woman who had a hard time looking me in the eye when we first met.
“Presley,” I moan. She only smiles to herself and doesn’t let up, her hand working my cock faster and harder until it almost becomes pain given how hard I am.
“Darlin’, if you keep doing that—” Her wet lips wrap around the tip of my cock, and she sucks, her eyes connecting with mine in a smile. “Oh, fuck. Jesus,” I curse, my hips automatically thrusting me into the heat of her warm mouth.
To her credit, Presley doesn’t falter with the sudden movement. She relaxes her lips so she can take more of me down while her other hand squeezes my heavy sac. “God.” My voice is heady and almost sounds like it’s not my own. “That smart mouth of yours feels so fucking good.”
My praise has her sucking harder and her mouth moving further down my length. I close my eyes and get lost in the feeling of her, in the way she’s completely taken over every part of me, body and soul. When the hand cupping my balls drifts lower, her finger brushing over the sensitive skin between my balls and the crease of my ass, I buck off the bed.
“Fuck.” My hand flies to her hair, and I grip the top of her platinum head to stop her movement. She pops off my cock, and the sound it makes sends even more blood south. “You’re done playing,” I grunt. My heart is pounding in my ears from holding off my orgasm.
She purses her swollen lips playfully. “You didn’t like it?” Her question isn’t serious; she knows damn well I liked it too much. My Lemon just wants to tease me like I’ve teased her. I can admire that, but I’m ready to fuck her into the mattress until she’s screaming my name for this entire ranch to hear.
I tug on her hair until she gasps at the sensation. “Get up here.”
With a coy smile still planted on her face, she crawls from between my legs until she’s by my side, her head against the pillows. I pull her into me, my lips sealing over hers as I hitch my leg over her hip so my cock presses into the plush skin of her stomach. I love that there’s no flinching at the sensation now. She gasps into my mouth, letting me taste the salt of my pre-cum on her lips as she moves her leg between both of mine until her wet pussy slides against my shaft. We both moan into each other at the feeling, our bodies grinding as our hands explore and touch the new territory of our naked bodies.
My lips detach from hers, and I bite her earlobe, pulling away so I can suck the skin of her neck and then along her collarbone. She chants my name as I shift her underneath me, my mouth seeking her breasts. I wrap my lips around one of her nipples and suck, biting the hard bud and enjoying the way she cries out from the pain and pleasure. Her hands grip my shoulders, and I slide my hand down her body until I reach her sex.
“Jesus, Lemon. Your cunt is weeping for me.” I put pressure on her clit, and she cries out. “Such a good fucking girl.”
Her hips buck wildly into me as I rub her. “I need you inside me, Kade. Please,” she begs. “Please, please, please.” Her eyes are shut as she says it, her mouth open in pleasure as I continue to tease her.
“Open your eyes.” I smack her pussy the way I did that day in the truck. She gasps, her dilated blue eyes meeting mine. “Tell me you want my cock, Presley.”
“I want your cock, please, Kade.”
“Tell me how you want it.”
I smack her clit again, a little harder this time. “Oh god! Hard, Kade. Please, fuck me hard. ”
A slow smile creeps onto my lips as I pull back from her body and stand. She looks confused at the sudden loss, and I chuckle, smoothing my hands down her thighs. “Relax, I just need to grab a condom.”
Her cheeks turn pink as she watches me take a packet from the nightstand. I open the foil square then make a show of rolling the latex down my length, smiling wider when she groans with impatience. I’m as eager as she is to be inside her, and I love how easily she’s expressing how much she wants me—just like I want her.
I crawl back on the mattress, my cock solid against my abs as I position myself over her body. I’m not usually a missionary type of guy, but with Presley, I want to see the look on her face as I enter her. I want to watch her eyes roll back into her head as she comes on my cock and milks me dry.
I capture her lips with mine, kissing her thoroughly as I slide my cock through her arousal. Her wet pussy envelopes me and lubricates my length. Presley’s hands grip my shoulders, and she whimpers into my mouth, her hips moving up to seek more friction.
Giving into what she wants, I take my cock in my hand and rub the crown of it over her clit before dipping just the first inch into her tight entrance. I groan at the heat of her, and she sucks in a breath at the intrusion, my name leaving her lips.
I feed my cock in another inch, then another, my forehead pressing to hers as she takes half of me in.
“Fuck, Presley.” Her hands move from my shoulders down my sides until they’re at my hips. I think she’s going to dig her fingernails in, but then she uses me as leverage and thrusts her hips upward so my length is sheathed fully inside her.
“Oh!” She cries out with me, gripping my waist tightly as her body stills. I halt my movement so she can adjust to my size and press my face into her neck. I lick and suck the salty skin over her pulse point as she inhales a shaky breath .
“Relax for me, Lemon darlin’.” She nods, and I slowly feel her body ease as a contented sigh leaves her. The sound of it hits me right in the chest, but I don’t have time to think about it because her inner walls release, and I completely bottom out. My balls are now resting against the arousal that’s dripping out of her.
I lift my head to meet hers and hover my lips over her mouth. “You’re amazing,” I praise. “You take my cock so well.”
Her skin flushes. “And you, Kade Montgomery, have a dirty mouth.”
“You like it.”
She answers me with a heated kiss, and I take that as a sign she’s ready for me to move again. As our tongues explore each other’s mouths, I start to punch forward in shallow thrusts. She whimpers at the feeling, and my cock twitches inside her.
Fuck, I’m not going to last long. This is all too much, and Presley is too beautiful, too perfect.
“Kade,” she murmurs. “Please go harder.”
Unable to deny her request, I pick up the pace and piston my hips in a rhythm that has them slapping against hers. The lewd noise echoes in the small space, and we both cry out. Presley grips my hips harder to ask me for more, so I pull back until my cock is almost all the way out of her, then I plunge back inside as one of my hands finds her clit and rubs.
“Yes, Kade! Just like that.”
I thrust again and flick her clit, but it still isn’t enough for me. I want to be deeper, so deep she can feel me everywhere.
Keeping my cock inside her, I move backward so I’m kneeling. Presley watches me with interest as I wrap my arms around her thighs and tug her down my length, her head sliding off the pillows. When I punch my hips forward, ass flexing, she yells out my name at the depth of my thrust, and her hands fly out to grip my forearms.
She keens loudly, so I repeat the motion again and again, watching my cock dip in and out of her wet pussy, coated with her arousal. I continue to fuck her harder and faster until my balls draw up and the base of my spine starts to tingle.
“Touch yourself,” I command.
Without hesitating, Presley finds her clit while I dig my fingers into the softness of her thighs. Her eyes close, and her mouth falls open as she rubs herself. The sight of her in the throes of pleasure with my cock buried deep inside her pussy almost does me in.
“Look at me,” I grunt. “I need you to come. Fucking come with me, Presley.”
Her blue eyes lock on mine, and she nods. I thrust harder, hitting that sweet spot inside her that has her crying out and writhing beneath me. Her inner walls grip my cock, and I know she’s close.
“That’s it,” I praise, my balls slapping against the arousal dripping from her cunt. I plunge into her wildly, taking in the way her body moves from the force of me, absorbing every punch of my hips. I love how the marks of my ropes look against her pale skin, and her eyes are full of endless emotion that squeezes my heart. Fuck, I’m a goner for this woman.
“Kade!” She rubs her clit harder, and her body starts to arch off the bed, pushing her breasts forward as she starts to shake.
“Come for me, Lemon. Let me feel your tight pussy come all over my cock.”
My filthy words send her crashing over the edge, and our eyes lock as the hand she has on my forearm digs into me so hard I think her nails draw blood. The sharp sting of it mixed with her pussy gripping me has me losing all sense of space and time.
I thrust into her as she comes, prolonging her release as mine explodes from me. White sparks cloud my vision from the intensity of it, and I fill the condom, shooting ropes of cum into the rubber as the best orgasm of my life overtakes me, my shoulders shaking with my own release.
When I have no more energy left to hold me up, I carefully fall forward, my cock still pulsing inside her as her own aftershocks spark against my softening length. I rest against her, our naked and sweaty bodies molding together as we come down from the high we just experienced together, one I’m not sure I’ll ever recover from.
When I finally catch my breath, I slide out of her, not caring about the mess I’ll make by not getting up to dispose of the rubber. She turns lazily to face me, her blue eyes sated and face flushed from exertion, but the smile on her face has my heart exploding with happiness.
I tuck a strand of damp violet hair behind her ear. I want to say something, but there aren’t any words to say other than ones that might scare her. Hell, ones that might scare me.
So instead, I pull her into me and lay a soft kiss on her forehead. That will have to be enough for now.