3. 3
she told him anxiously, her breath catching as Kade kicked off his boxers and stood next to the bed completely nude. “Oh, God. You’re hotter than I ever imagined,”
she blurted out as her gaze caressed every sculpted muscle, every perfect curve of his body. Her pussy flooded with heat as she saw his enormous cock bouncing off rock-hard abs. “And you’re…big.”
He put one knee on the bed. “What are you doing?”
he asked huskily.
“I said I was ready,”
she answered, her body pulsating with need as she looked at him. “I’m ready for you to be inside me.”
“No you aren’t,”
he answered in a slow drawl. “But you will be.”
“I’m ready,”
she insisted, wondering what he was waiting for, and wishing he’d get on with it. She was beyond ready to be joined to him, and she’d never felt this need for any man before.
Kade let out a strangled sound, a cross between a groan and laugh, and pulled her up on her knees, one powerful arm around her waist. “You’re so innocent,”
he growled, spearing his hands in her hair and pulling her upper body flush with his. “Baby, you don’t need to just assume the position and have it over with in moments.”
Asha trembled as his powerful body made complete contact with her smaller form, engulfing her in heat. “I’m not that innocent. I was married for seven years,”
she huffed.
“Yeah. And I need you to forget whatever it is you did when you were married and just feel. Can you do that?”
His hot mouth trailed down the sensitive skin at the side of her neck, making her shiver.
“Yes,”
she whispered longingly. Obviously, there was so much more to learn about being with a man than she had discovered in her marriage. “Tell me what you want, Kade.”
She wasn’t sure how to please him, but she wanted to so very much.
“I just want you,”
Kade answered hotly, his hand stroking down her back and cupping her ass. He brought her needy core against his cock with a groan.
Asha couldn’t wait any longer. She threaded her fingers through his hair and greedily pulled his mouth to hers, letting instinct and the strange connection she felt with him take over completely. Kade responded immediately, his lips fusing with hers, his hands moving to hold her head in place while he ravaged her mouth, taking charge immediately. He didn’t stop with one kiss. The first impassioned embrace lead to another, and then another, neither one being able to get enough of the other. The banked flames between them had finally been fanned, and they were caught in a raging inferno that neither one of them could subdue.
She ended up sprawled on her back again. Their limbs tangled as their mouths stayed fused together. Kade cupped her breasts, teasing the hard, sensitive nipples, sending a jolt of electricity straight to her pussy.
Pulling his lips from hers, he rasped, “Tell me that you want this as much as I do, Asha.”
“I do,”
she moaned, her body writhing beneath his, her hips rising in a silent plea. “I need you.”
His mouth came down on one of her nipples, his teeth nipping, his tongue stroking. Asha panted, her body completely unused to this kind or this level of arousal. “I didn’t know it could feel like this,”
she whispered to herself.
Kade heard her. Lifting his head, he laved his tongue in the valley between her breasts before he said harshly, “We’re just starting, so you’ll be feeling a whole lot more before long.”
His fingers pinched her nipples lightly, his tongue following the sting of pain. “Your breasts are perfect.”
“Small,”
Asha answered in a breathless voice.
“Just right,”
Kade argued, cupping them in his hands. “Your nipples remind me of rich, milk chocolate. Did I ever tell you how addicted I am to chocolate?”
It was a question that wasn’t meant to be answered, and Asha wasn’t able to speak as Kade drew each nipple into his mouth, one after the other, sucking and stroking with his mouth and tongue. He seemed to know just how to touch them, how to make her absolutely crazy. No one had ever worshipped her breasts, and that was exactly what Kade was doing, making her lose every insecurity she’d ever had about her not being particularly abundant. Obviously, he found them alluring, and that was all that mattered to her at the moment.
She whimpered as Kade moved lower, his mouth and tongue tasting the skin of her belly. His hands caressed her legs before gripping them securely and opening her to him. Asha felt the air hit the sensitive flesh between her thighs as Kade moved, going lower, one of his large hands sliding up her thigh and using his fingers to penetrate the already saturated folds of her pussy.
Asha knew she should have been mortified. Kade’s head was directly between her thighs, his fingers delving into her pussy, but she felt nothing but a clenching in her gut, a need so volatile that she raised her hips, begging for something more. “Please, Kade.”
Her voice was desperate, tortured. She’d never felt this way before, never had a man pleasure her in this way, and it was akin to both torture and ecstasy. How was it that she was twenty-seven years old and had never felt this kind of arousal? Asha felt as if this was her sexual awakening. What had once been a duty was now a pleasure beyond her comprehension.
This is what I missed. This is what I always yearned for, but never knew exactly what was missing.
“Please what?”
Kade asked in a low, aroused voice. “Voice it out loud. Tell me what you need.”
“Touch me harder. Touch me there,”
Asha told him desperately, surprised that she could actually ask for what she wanted. But with Kade, she knew she could. It wasn’t dark, there was no shame, and he was making her feel wanted, needed and so very feminine.
His fingers moved, one tip flicking across her clit. “Like that?”
he asked in a muffled voice, his tongue stroking the crease between her thigh and her pussy.
“Yes. But harder,”
she begged, not recognizing her own needy voice.
“I’m going down on you, Asha. I have to taste your orgasm when you come,”
Kade said harshly, right before his tongue and mouth started to devour her.
Asha’s ass came completely off the bed, and Kade slipped his hands beneath it, cupping it to draw her harder against his mouth, groaning into her pussy as he used his lips and mouth to make her completely lose control. “Kade. I can’t—”
She wanted to tell him she couldn’t breathe, but it wasn’t true. She was panting, a moan escaping as she stopped fighting the ecstasy of what he was doing to her and let herself just…feel, exactly the way he had asked her to do. Her hands gripped his head, desperate for release. “Please,”
she pleaded.
His tongue moved over her clit a little harder, a little faster, making her even more frenzied. She came apart just when she was certain she was going to lose her mind, her body rocking with the force of her climax.
“Kade.”
She gasped his name as she fisted his hair, letting Kade own her body during those moments, his tongue still moving over her clit, his mouth savoring every drop of her explosive orgasm.
She was still quivering when Kade crawled up her body. Both of them were slick with sweat, but she suspected most of it was hers. Dear God…she’d never felt anything like what Kade had just done to her. Her heart was still racing, pounding in her throat, making her unable to speak. Kade’s eyes were turbulent and fierce as he looked down at her with male satisfaction. “You’re beautiful,”
he said in a husky, awed voice.
“Nobody has ever told me that before,”
she admitted in a shaky voice. “No one has ever made me feel the way you do. You actually make me believe that.”
“Well, believe it. You’re fucking perfect. And your body responds to mine like it was made for me,”
he said possessively, threading her hair through his fingers. “And just for the record…I’ve never felt like this either,”
he added emphatically, his eyes devouring her, making her even more hungry for his possession.
Asha wanted him inside her at that very moment more than she wanted her next breath. Opening her mouth to speak, all she could manage to say was, “Fuck me, Kade. Please.”
Those words had never left her mouth before, but it was so easy to say to Kade when she saw the desire burning in his eyes. He wanted her to want him as much as he wanted her, and she wanted him to know that she already did.
“If I fuck you, you’re mine. I don’t know if I can ever let you go,”
he rasped. “I’m not sure I can anyway.”
Asha’s heart was thundering as she stroked her hands down his arms, feeling the leashed power and tension in his body. “I have so far to go, Kade. There’s so much I have to do to find myself.”
She wanted to tell him right then and there that she was his forever, that she’d never feel this way about any other man. Although she knew how she felt about him, he didn’t deserve a woman who was broken. “I’m still damaged.”
“So am I,”
he answered honestly, his look determined. “But I don’t give a fuck. We’ll heal each other. I’ll give you everything you need to be whole again. You belong with me.”
Asha ached to believe him, her yearning for him soul deep. Stifling all the words she wanted to say, she answered, “Then take me. Please.”
“I don’t have condoms. I haven’t been with a woman in years and I’m clean. And I don’t plan to be with any other woman again,”
he said, his words a declaration.
“I’m barren. I’m safe. And I trust you,”
she panted, her body begging for his possession.
“You’re not barren. I hate that expression, and it doesn’t apply to you,”
Kade rasped, his cock rubbing against her folds as he thrust his hips forward. “You might be unable to have a child, but your body is my idea of paradise.”
Asha gasped in shock and pleasure as Kade grasped her hips and entered her in one smooth stroke. He was built big, and he filled her to capacity, stretching internal muscles she hadn’t realized she had.
“Fuck! You feel so damned incredible.”
He groaned, a sound of pure ecstasy. “Wrap your legs around my waist. Take everything you want from me. Whatever you need. Take your pleasure from me.”
Asha complied, wanting to tell him that she already had everything she wanted. With Kade buried deep inside her, joined to her, she didn’t think she could burn any hotter. Every nerve in her body was alive and electric as his cock entered and retreated, claiming her as no man ever had.
I love you. I love you.
She couldn’t say the words out loud, but they were pounding through her head, matching the pummeling thrusts of his cock, making her frantic to climax. Every emotion was on overload, and she wrapped her legs tighter around him, her arms cinched around his broad shoulders. Whimpering with need, her short fingernails dug into his back, the pleasure so acute that she couldn’t bear it. “Please. I need—”
“You need me to make you come,”
Kade told her, his voice harsh with need. “Only me. Tell me that’s what you want.”
“Yes. Yes. I need you. Just you,”
she answered emphatically. “Now do it,”
she demanded. “I can’t take anymore.”
“You can take it. You can take me.”
Kade rolled, his cock deep inside her, until she was sprawled on top of him. He took her hands and helped her sit up, keeping their fingers entwined. “Ride me,”
he said, his jaw tight, teeth clenched. It was a command, not a request.
Asha squirmed on top of him. “How?”
This was new, something she’d never done before, and it was both frightening and powerful at the same time.
“Fuck me. Take me inside of you and ride my cock,”
he growled. “Hard and deep.”
The look on his face was anguished, aroused, and completely intoxicating. Asha’s female instincts kicked in, watching his expression as she moved sensuously on his cock. The angle was different and he went deep as she sunk down onto him, rolling her hips as she plunged. She moaned as the walls of her channel stretched and contracted, as though they were hungry to swallow him deep inside her. The pleasure of having Kade this immersed inside her was earth-shattering and incredible, and Asha could feel the erotic pleasure course through her as she kept pulling back and taking him back inside her, over and over again. She squeezed Kade’s fingers tightly, her body strung as tightly as a bow. “Oh God, I can’t stand it,”
Asha cried, her body so tense, every nerve pulsating, until she wanted to scream with pleasure as she increased the speed of her thrusts.
Kade let go of her hands and reached for her breasts, pinching them lightly, making her feel the vibrating pleasure clear to her toes. Taking her hands again, he placed her hands over her nipples. “Touch them. Whatever feels good,”
he demanded.
Too close to climax to even think of feeling embarrassed, Asha took over working her breasts, pinching her nipples lightly, moaning her pleasure as Kade grasped her hips and took control. Holding her steady, he thrust up into her with powerful surges, groaning beneath her as he filled her over and over. “Jesus, you’re so hot and tight that I never want to come.”
Kade panted harshly, the look on his face one of pure male erotic ecstasy.
Kade changed his position slightly, stimulating her clit with every stroke of his cock. His eyes were smoldering blue as he watched her touching herself as she whimpered and moaned her pleasure. “Christ! I can’t last much longer.”
His plunges became deeper, harder, the stimulation to her clit more forceful. He moved one hand from her hip and pushed it close to the spot where they were joined, his thumb joining the friction of his cock, the stimulation to her clit so exquisite that Asha cried out. “Kade!”
Asha imploded, screaming Kade’s name and digging her short nails deeply into his shoulders as she rode the waves of her climax, the pulsations going on for what seemed like forever. She milked Kade’s cock with her contractions, and he let out a rapturous groan and pulled her mouth down roughly to his in a kiss that left her breathless, spilling his warm release deep inside her.
Their bodies still connected, Asha sprawled on top of his heaving chest, her body a completely mindless heap of quivering flesh.
“I’ve never—that was—”
Asha stammered, trying to put into words the way she was feeling…and failing. “I didn’t know it could be like that,”
she ended up saying breathlessly.
“It’s never happened like that for me either, baby,”
Kade answered, his voice husky and raw.
Kade stroked her back, both of them trying to recover their breath. Words were inadequate, and Asha gave up trying to verbalize her tangled emotions. She just lay there quietly with Kade, savoring the afterglow of an experience so incredible that it had shattered her world. After she could breathe again, she said teasingly, “I’ve watched you do a lot more cardio and never break a sweat.”
“It’s you,”
Kade answered mischievously. “Your incredible body nearly gives me a heart attack. You’ll play hell with my ego. I pride myself on stamina, but what just happened goes beyond physical strength.”
Asha actually giggled; the thought of any man lusting after her body so intensely was almost inconceivable to her. But Kade obviously did. The same way she lusted after him. What had just happened, they had experienced together. She was sure of it. “I guess you’ll have to work at improving,”
she told him, still slightly breathless.
Kade brought his hand down on her backside with a playful whack. “You’re getting awfully cheeky and bossy. Now you’re really bruising my ego. Do I need improvement?”
She lifted her head and looked at him. “No. What just happened was the most incredible thing I’ve ever felt in my life. It was perfect,”
she told him honestly.
All trace of humor gone, he answered, “Ditto, sweetheart.”
He pushed the hair back from her face and kissed her sweetly, slowly, like he had all the time in the world and it was the most important thing he had to do.
Asha kissed him back, knowing her life had just changed irrevocably, and she’d never be the same.
Later that night, she redid her henna tattoo, and her butterfly emerged just a little more.
“I want you to help me locate Asha’s ex-husband and her foster parents,”
Kade said with a deadly calm, looking from one man to the others sitting in his living room on Thanksgiving Day. He was hosting at his home. The women had kicked them all out of the kitchen today and given them clean-up duty, and Max, Sam, Simon, and Travis all looked at him, perplexed.
“Why?”
Max asked curiously, taking a slug of the beer in his hand and giving Kade a confused look. “I thought she didn’t have anything to do with any of them anymore.”
Kade shuddered, the emotions he was trying to hold in check beating at him to let them come to the surface. Briefly, he tried to explain some of the abuse Asha had suffered, the men sitting around him listening intently. Kade took a long swallow of his beer before he finished, “I’ve seen the scars on her body, and I remember the doctor mentioned that he saw what looked like old rib fractures on her chest x-ray when she had pneumonia. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, thinking maybe she’d had an accident and they’d healed. But now, I’m thinking they weren’t caused by a damn accident.”
Just thinking about Asha’s ex-husband beating her hard enough to break her ribs and leaving some of the scars he’d seen on her gorgeous body made him clench his fist around the bottle of beer in his hand. For a minute, he wondered if it might shatter.
“I’ll help you,”
Max answered dangerously. “And I’m not even going to ask how you saw scars on her body.”