SAGE
11
From a distance of only three feet away, Kade runs a hand through his wet hair. He tilts his head to the side when I don’t immediately answer his brazen question, and his mouth curves into a teasing smirk.
He wants to know what happens now that he’s joined me in the river? Fucked if I know.
“Did you not think I’d want to join you with your pretty pink nipples bobbing above the waterline, just begging to be played with?”
A hot blush washes over my cheeks, and I glance down, noticing exactly what he’s referring to. In a rush, I huff out a breath, dipping myself lower into the water. “Oh my god.” I clamp my lips tightly together and bring my hands up to cover my breasts for good measure.
“Not sure why your face is flushed. I’ve shown you more than you have me.” He wriggles his eyebrows. “Or maybe the pink stain on your cheeks is because you liked what you saw,” he quips with a dirty smile.
He’s impossible. Unsure what to say, I react instead, slapping the surface over and over again with both hands. Water sprays everywhere, including in my own face, so I pinch my eyes shut.
“Look at me, Sage.” My wet lashes flicker open, and he’s right there, his naked body a foot from mine. A moment later, two rough hands grasp my wrists and hold them up, preventing me from waging river warfare on him.
While I’m mostly hidden under the surface, glistening droplets slip down his finely chiseled chest, each one taking a different path along the planes, dips, and ridges of his body. A sharp intake of air has my chest rising, and once again, my breasts are peeking out of the water. He casts his appreciative gaze down to them, causing a slow grin to appear on his lips. I stare into his dark eyes. “What are you doing?”
“Tell me I’m wrong to think there’s something between us,” he grits out.
“There’s not. You’ve helped me out a couple of times. That’s all there is.” Liar, liar. You’re such a liar. If your panties weren’t so wet, they’d be on fire. And from the twinkle in his eye, he knows I’m not telling the truth.
“Tell me you don’t get aroused anytime I’m near you.”
A fresh jolt of desire spears my pussy. I’m very aware I’m standing in this river with a pair of panties that may as well not be there. And this six-foot-something man is more like a horse-riding barbarian than a rancher. He’s so close, I can practically feel the heat of his body. I’ve never been more keenly aware of another human in my entire life. Sorry, Toby. You just weren’t it.
“Kade, my panties are damp because I’ve been wearing them to swim in.” I dampen my lips, staring defiantly up at him.
A huffed breath escapes him as he narrows his eyes on me. “I suggest you be careful before I fill that sassy mouth of yours with my cock.” Still holding my wrists, he draws me an inch closer.
Something brushes my stomach. We’re still nearly a foot apart, but— My eyes dart to his. Is that…?
“Yes” is all he says, somehow reading my mind right before loosening his grip and trailing his warm hands down my arms. I’m frozen in place. He lifts me straight out of the water and brings my breasts flat against his chest. My nipples were already drawn taut, those needy girls screaming for his mouth to worship them. They ache in the most delicious way. “Hold onto me, Wildflower,” he rasps.
The extent of my choices right now are to either do what he suggests or dangle, so I wrap my legs around his hips and hang on. The warmth of his skin seeps into my body, making me melt in his arms. One of his hands cups an ass cheek, the other drifts up my spine, then collars the back of my neck. The thick, hard ridges of muscles against my body make me go weak, and my head becomes hazy with the desire to touch more of him.
His larger frame makes it easy for him to withstand the current. He remains unmoving, studying me as my heart takes off like my mare sometimes does, the pace frantic. I bite my lip, which elicits a throaty groan from Kade.
“Sage, what are you doin’ to me?” he rasps out, his hands tightening as he hauls me closer.
What am I doing? I get lost in his gaze, my breath stuttering out as my mind flicks back to that morning in the barn when I could have sworn he was going to kiss me. The anticipation had been deadly. And dammit, I’d wanted it. My lips curve into a devious smile. “Makin’ you want me.”
Admitting I have a problem named Kade is the first step of curing my newfound addiction. Right? Kade makes me bold. I’ve never been this way with anyone else.
When I look into his deep, dark, knowing eyes, I don’t want him to stop. And then, his lips are on me, first brushing over my jawline before coaxing my mouth open. I’m quickly lost in the taste of him, a heady combination of peppermint and tobacco and Kade. The demanding way he strokes his tongue into my mouth has a ragged moan tearing from the base of my throat as he samples me over and over again.
The kiss becomes so intense, I begin to wonder if I’m going to go up in flames. Little fireworks explode all along my skin, wherever our bodies touch. He’s holding me firmly against his lower abdomen, and I can’t help myself—the water, the friction, his heat, it’s a lethal combination. There’s a very real possibility I’m going to lose my mind, especially with his long, thick cock directly beneath my pussy, bobbing against me in the water.
I tear my mouth from his, wild-eyed, to see he’s every bit as affected as I am. He proves it when he eases me back so he can dip his head and claim one of my nipples. I gasp as he sucks the tender skin into his mouth and toys with it between his teeth before shifting to lap at the other breast, swirling his tongue around.
His hand moves between us, slipping over my wet skin and trailing downward until he encounters my underwear. He grunts, his eyes darkening as they lock on mine. “Let me remind you what it’s like when a man appreciates a woman and touches her the right way.”
I nod. “Y-yes.” His dexterous fingers dip beneath the fabric. He quickly locates my clit and rubs lazy circles while he watches my reaction from mere inches away. I’m drowning. Swamped in pleasure so heavy, I don’t know how much longer I can handle it before my pussy goes off like the geyser in Soda Springs my parents took me and Jonah to when we were kids. Moving his hand down farther, he slides his fingers around my entrance, all while his thumb keeps up that drugging rhythm that is making me lose control. My hips buck against him, mindlessly, recklessly searching for more.
Kade’s lips lower to my ear as he grits out, “Greedy girl. Bet you want my fingers inside you. Bet you want me to make you scream for mercy.” His breath coasts over my cheek. “But there’s no mercy for girls with sassy mouths. Though they do have a lot of fuckin’ fun sometimes.” There’s a satisfied gleam in his eye as he pushes a thick finger inside me. My eyeballs practically roll back in my head. And when he hooks it forward, rubbing me in just the right spot, my vision tunnels until all I see is him. He adds a second digit, stretching me, and the sensation of fullness is all-consuming. I lose my fucking mind, using my legs to maneuver as I slide up and down, fucking myself on his fingers.
He chuckles against my lips, his eyes connecting with mine. “Tell me you’re not going to be like a mare in heat when I finally let you have my cock.”
I’d have thought his words would make me want to smack him, but instead, a fiery heat flows through me, and my pussy contracts around his fingers. I ride his hand as stars burst at the sides of my vision, and I pant my way through the intensity of the orgasm he’s wringing out of me. I’ve never felt anything like it before.
Shuddering in his arms, I finally come back to myself and find him staring at me with hot eyes. His wicked smile tells me he enjoyed every second of watching me fall apart. And with his tight hold on me, I feel completely secure. Scraping my teeth over my bottom lip, I whisper, “Kade, you have a dirty fucking mouth, you know that?”
“You like it,” he grunts out, “and you’re going to like all the other filthy fuckin’ things I want to do to you, too.” Slipping his hand from my panties, he reaches between my legs and yanks the soaked fabric to the side.
I blink up at him, unsure how to respond. It’s not often I’m at a loss for words, but Kade has a way of wiping all logical thought from my head. All at once, his cock is at my entrance, teasing me. My mouth drops open, my eyelids partially closing. “Show me what you want to do to me.”
His eyes flash with my demand as he slides his dick against my sensitive skin while my head spins. I think I’m drunk on him. He watches me intently for a moment, as if he’s trying to make a decision, then brings his lips to mine, his voice husky as he murmurs, “Last chance to say no, Wildflower. Once we do this, nothing will be the same. There’s no going back.”
“Do it,” I whisper, my gaze locked on his as he shifts, his cock breaching my entrance. I draw in a breath at the way he stretches me as he slowly begins to bury himself inside me. My hands claw at his muscles. “Oh god,” I gasp out, and I’m so overwhelmed at the sensations flooding through me, I bite down on the skin between his shoulder and neck to muffle more cries.
One of his hands is on my ass supporting me, as I’m impaled—partway, I think—on his dick. All I can do is moan and maybe try to breathe through the intense way this feels. But then his other hand moves up my vertebrae, loosely gripping the wet strands of my hair and coaxing me back before sealing his mouth to mine and cutting off my source of oxygen. I don’t argue because my entire body quakes as he licks inside my mouth, seeking out my tongue. I surrender, giving in to the frenzied kiss as my heart throbs in my chest. I don’t know if I’ll ever get enough of the way he’s turning me inside out.
He groans as he sinks himself even deeper inside me, and when I ease back to study him, it’s to find his jaw is tight, like he’s fighting for control. “Fuck, Sage. Your cunt was made for my cock.” He heaves out a breath, then another. “I’m fucking regretting we’re in the water right now, because I’d give anything to watch your pussy taking me.” He leans in, sucking at the skin of my neck, right before he bites down on it, sending shivers throughout my body.
Water laps around us as we crash together at a frantic pace. Every thrust lights up my insides and makes me desperate for more. The knot of tension that’s formed in my lower abdomen slowly unfurls, and I cry out, letting the pleasure streak through me as my muscles clench around Kade’s thick erection .
“Fuck, Wildflower. Your pussy has me in a choke hold. So motherfucking good,” he groans, pistoning his hips faster and faster as I hold on tightly.
“Oh fuck. Oh god,” I cry out.
“Say. My. Name,” he rasps.
“Kaaade” erupts from me with a heaved breath.
“That’s my good girl.” My lips part at his words as he fills his hands with my ass cheeks. My limbs become boneless, my body feeling like melting wax. “Fuuuck.” He throws his head back, panting. A growl rips from his chest, and he slams into me one final time on a shout of pure, masculine pleasure.
I’m still caught in a haze of bliss when a good amount of whinnying and nickering greets our ears from a distance, pulling us out of the moment. Realization dawns, and my eyes connect with Kade’s. “Where did you leave your horse?”
“Tied to the other side of the fence from yours so they could keep each other company. Near the irrigation ditch.” Slightly louder noises drift to us from the general direction of the tree line. “Dammit. I told Casper to behave.”
“Kade, we’ve gotta go make sure they’re okay.” I suck in a breath. Cruella is rather high-spirited, and I don’t know if she’d react well to being around a horse she’s unfamiliar with.
He grimaces. “It sounds like they’re getting to know each other. Casper will take a fence out to get at a mare he wants.” Lifting me, he slowly slides me off his cock and sets me on my feet. He doesn’t let go until he’s made sure I’m steady in the water. Which I’m not. Not at all. My legs are like Jell-O. “You okay?” he grits out, looking me up and down for any sign that I’m not.
I nod, but I doubt I’ll feel normal for quite some time. My face burns with the all-too-recent memory of him burying his cock inside me. Pushing it from my mind, I urge my legs to move. To Kade’s credit, despite the substantially strong current, we hadn’t floated very far. He takes my hand, and we splash through the water to the bridge, where he gives me a boost.
There’s no time to be mortified about being seen in my wet underpants, and no time to towel off, either. I pick up my tank top first and yank it over my head while Kade hauls himself out of the water, running buck naked for his clothing on the bank of the river. Diving for my jean shorts, I work them up over my ass, grimacing at them rubbing against my wet skin. Somehow, Kade has moved faster, because he’s already tugging his boots on. With a gasp, I grab mine, struggle to put on a pair of socks, then jam my feet into them and take off running.
I’m well behind Kade and seriously agonizing over the fact I left Cruella so far from where I’d be swimming, but she likes the shade of the trees and the water available to her. Even so, I only have a second to focus on Kade’s broad shoulders and back that taper to slim hips before my eyes fall on my mare and the beautiful stallion. He’s alternately nipping at her and doing his damnedest to mount her. Oh, shit.