Chapter 11
CAGE
Her hands slid around my neck, pulling me closer as her body arched instinctively into mine, her hips pressing eagerly against the thick ridge of my arousal.
She was so damn perfect, all soft curves and heat, grinding herself shamelessly against me in the best kind of torture.
A groan vibrated up my chest as my hands found her waist, and I lifted her effortlessly, her legs immediately wrapping around my hips, her ankles locked tightly behind my back.
“Fuck, Hadley,” I growled against her lips, taking a few steps until I reached my motorcycle.
I swung one leg over, lowering myself onto the seat without breaking our kiss.
Then I settled her onto my lap, her knees resting on either side of me, and her warm center grinding over my cock again in a delicious slide that made me groan deep in my throat.
She whimpered softly, her hips moving instinctively as she rubbed her denim-covered heat over the thick outline of my cock.
She was fucking killing me, the little tease, grinding so sweetly against me, her body trembling in my grasp.
I tangled a fist in her hair, tugging gently to angle her head just right, and trailed my mouth down her slender throat, sucking and biting softly, then laving the sensitive skin with my tongue.
“You taste so fucking sweet, baby,” I growled against her throat, my voice gritty with desire.
I felt her pulse racing against my tongue as I traced a slow, filthy path down to her collarbone.
She shivered beneath my mouth, her hips grinding harder with every touch. “You have no idea what you do to me.”
Her breathing grew heavier, her voice trembling softly as she whispered, “Thayer.”
I moved lower, my lips scorching her skin as I reached the top edge of her strapless pink top. My mouth brushed softly along the smooth swells of her full, perky breasts, inhaling her delicate scent and savoring the sweet warmth of her skin.
Then I yanked the thin material down to free her perfect tits, my eyes blazing as I took in the sight.
“Fuck, baby. Look at these gorgeous fucking tits.” My voice was rough as I filled my palms with the soft weight of them.
My thumbs brushed over her pebbled nipples, making her arch into my touch with a breathless whimper.
“Gonna fuck these pretty tits one day, Hadley. Gonna watch you come undone while my cock slides right between them.”
Her cheeks flushed a gorgeous, fiery pink as my filthy promise sank in. Her body trembled in response, her eyes full of trust and naked desire that made me feel a whole lot more than passion.
Unable to wait another second, I ducked my head and latched my mouth onto one tight, rosy nipple, sucking hard.
My tongue teased, swirling around the sensitive peak as her hips ground desperately against my rock-hard length.
The taste of her skin drove me wild, the way she responded making me fucking feral.
Hadley’s fingers dug into my shoulders, her breath ragged and shallow. Her soft moans filled the air, shattering what little remained of my self-control. My hands gripping her tightly, leaving no doubt she was fucking mine. And I was going to claim every sweet, perfect inch of her.
I dragged my mouth from one nipple only to give the other the same attention, my tongue circling, flicking, and sucking until her breath broke into needy sounds that went straight to my head.
Her hot center ground down over the thick line of my cock through our clothes like she needed the friction as much as I did.
“Yeah, that’s it,” I muttered against her skin, my voice low as I watched her come apart from something as simple as my mouth and her own desperate movement. “Ride me like that, baby. Let me see it.”
Her head tipped back, exposing the long line of her throat, her chest lifting as her whole body tightened and then trembled.
The soft, breathless sounds spilling from her lips made my vision darken, my grip on her hips tightening as she shuddered through it, grinding down hard and chasing every last wave.
“Fuck.” I dragged my mouth back up to her chest, watching her with a hunger I wasn’t even trying to hide. “You look so fucking beautiful when you come. All flushed and needy, riding me like you can’t help it.”
Her eyes fluttered open, hazy and pupils blown, and her lips parted as she dragged in a shaky breath. She didn’t pull away. If anything, she leaned into me more, like she wanted whatever I was about to do next.
That was all the permission I needed.
I slid my hands under her ass and stood, lifting her clean off the bike. She gasped softly, wrapping her legs back around my waist to stay steady, her arms tightening around my shoulders as I adjusted my grip.
I stole one more deep kiss before I turned toward the house. “Hold on.”
Every step sent her sliding against me, the friction between us turning into something almost unbearable. My cock dragged along her center through denim, and I felt how wet she was. She’d soaked through her jeans, dampening mine and marking exactly where I wanted to be.
“Feel that?” I muttered roughly in her ear as I walked “You’re fucking drenched for me, baby. Right through your jeans like a good girl.”
She shuddered against me, and a low, breathless sound slipped from her lips. It went straight to my groin, hardening me even more.
We hit the door, and I pushed it open without slowing, carrying her inside like I couldn’t get there fast enough. By the time we stumbled into the kitchen, I was done pretending I had any kind of restraint left.
I set her down on the island, my hands firm on her hips as I held her there, her legs still hooked around me.
“Open,” I demanded.
She hesitated for a second, her already heated cheeks turning a darker shade of pink. Then she let them fall apart, giving me room to step between them.
I looked down at her flushed skin, swollen lips, and eyes dark with want, something powerful twisting hard in my chest. “I need to taste you. Can’t wait.”
Her breath hitched, her fingers tightening in my shirt, but she didn’t hesitate. She just watched me, her eyes wide and wanting.
I reached up and peeled her top the rest of the way off, tossing it aside without looking where.
“Exquisite.” I leaned in to press a slow kiss to one nipple, then the other. Just enough to make her shiver before I dropped down in front of her.
She gripped the edge of the counter. “Thayer.”
“Fuck,” I breathed, my hand tightening on her thigh as I stared. Just as I’d thought, a dark, damp spot spread right at the center of her jeans, betraying exactly how turned on she was. “Look at you. So fucking wet, and I haven’t even gotten between your legs yet.”
I shifted closer, and I felt my steel rod leak against my briefs.
“Gonna make a mess on my face, aren’t you? Soaking little pussy already begging for my mouth.”
Her whole body shuddered, a helpless sound slipping past her lips as her hands found my shoulders, holding on.
I didn’t give her time to think. My fingers went to the button of her jeans, popping it open, then dragging the zipper down slow, my knuckles brushing over the soaked center of her panties in the process. She jerked at the contact, her breath catching sharply.
“Easy,” I murmured, though there was nothing gentle in the way I watched her.
I hooked my fingers into the waistband and dragged her jeans down her legs, taking her underwear with them and leaving her bare to me. Denim and cotton pooled on the floor, forgotten the moment I grabbed her thighs and shoved them wide, getting my first full look at her.
Bare, wet, flushed dark pink and swollen, her pussy dripping for me, glistening under the kitchen lights, open and waiting.
“Damn,” I breathed. “You’re the kind of woman who’d bring a man to his knees…if I wasn’t already between your thighs.”
I leaned in, not hesitating for a single fucking second, my mouth covering her pussy with a ravenous hunger that ripped a desperate gasp from her lips.
Her sweet scent hit me hard, intoxicating and addictive, flooding my senses and making me groan.
My tongue slid through her folds, tasting her arousal and savoring the feel of her silky, swollen flesh.
She arched, her thighs trembling on either side of my head as she dropped her hands again so her fingers could grip the countertop, holding on for dear life.
She tasted fucking incredible, and I growled as I sucked her clit between my lips, flicking and teasing the sensitive nub mercilessly with my tongue. Hadley’s moans were soft and desperate, the sounds going straight to my cock.
“My pussy now, baby,” I growled roughly, my voice vibrating against her drenched flesh as I lapped at her juices. “This pretty little pussy is mine. Mine to taste, mine to fuck, and mine to breed.”
She gasped at my words, her hips jerking up instinctively, but she didn’t get the chance to process the claim I’d just made because I dove back in with renewed hunger. I ate her pussy like I couldn’t get enough of her, driving her toward the brink with every sweep of my tongue.
Her thighs shook uncontrollably, and I wrapped my arms around her hips, pulling her even tighter against my mouth. Her moans filled the kitchen, breathless and needy as they mixed with the low growls rumbling up my chest.
“Don’t come yet,” I ordered as I hooked her legs over my shoulders, giving me deeper access by spreading her wider for me.
My eyes flicked up, meeting her gaze. There was desperation in her eyes, a beautiful flush on her cheeks, and her tits bounced as her chest heaved while she struggled to hold on.
“Look at you, so fucking perfect, baby.” I dragged my tongue slowly from her entrance back to her clit, savoring her whimper. “This sweet pussy is dripping for me. Can’t wait to feel you squeezing my cock.”
“Thayer,” she gasped in a trembling voice. Her back arched off the countertop, head thrown back as her hips moved helplessly against my face.
“That’s it, baby.” I slid a finger inside her, groaning roughly as her tight, wet heat closed around me like a silken fist. “Fuck, baby. So damn tight. Gonna feel incredible around my cock. You’re gonna take every inch, baby. Milk it like you’re doing to my fingers.”
She whimpered again, her body tightening as she rocked desperately against my mouth, chasing her release. I added another finger, stretching her. My tongue lashed relentless against her clit as my fingers moved steadily in and out of her juicy center.
“Now. Come for me, Hadley,” I growled. “All over my tongue. I want to drink down every fucking drop.”
Hadley tossed her head back and screamed, her body jerking as her orgasm slammed into her.
Her pussy clenched and pulsed around my fingers, soaking them.
Her arousal flooded my tongue as I continued licking and teasing her through her orgasm.
She shook violently, her hips bucking uncontrollably as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.
“Thayer! Yes, oh yes!”
“That’s it, baby. Fuck, you’re gorgeous when you come.” I savored every shudder. “You’re gonna make me lose my fucking mind, so beautiful when you fall apart for me.”
I kept my mouth on her, coaxing her climax until it finally began to ease, leaving her completely wrecked.
Her breath came in ragged pants, her eyes hazy and unfocused, and her skin flushed and glowing with pleasure.
She slumped against the island, her entire body utterly relaxed, a satisfied sigh slipping from her parted lips.
I pressed a soft kiss against her clit, then straightened, my gaze moving over the gorgeous sight before me. I wasn’t even close to done with her yet.
The taste of her still clung to my tongue, and I swiped my thumb across her inner thigh, watching the way her body twitched, still coming down from the high I’d dragged out of her.
Her cheeks were flushed deep pink, her lips swollen, and her chest rising and falling in uneven breaths while her thighs trembled where they’d been hooked over my shoulders.
“Look at you.” I trailed a finger between her folds, then licked it clean. “Just came on my tongue and already wet and begging for more.”
Her lashes fluttered, and her gaze was hazy when it lifted to mine. Fuck if that didn’t hit me somewhere dangerous. She looked wrecked and hungry at the same time, like she didn’t know what the hell I was going to do next—but she wanted it anyway.
I slid my hands under her thighs and eased her upright, steadying her when her legs didn’t quite cooperate. The second she was sitting, I stepped in and took her mouth again. Slow this time, my tongue sliding against hers and letting her taste herself on me.
She made a soft sound in the back of her throat, her fingers fisting in my shirt as she leaned into me, kissing me back like she couldn’t get enough.
I dragged my mouth across hers again before pulling back just enough to look at her. “See how sweet you taste, baby? Don’t think I’ll ever get enough.”
I kissed her once more, then wrapped my hands around her waist and lifted her off the island. Her knees gave a little, her body tipping into mine. I caught her easily, a low chuckle rumbling out of me as I slid an arm around her waist.
“Already broken for me.” I didn’t try to hide how damn smug I was. “And we’re not even close to done.”
She huffed a breath that might’ve been a laugh if she wasn’t still trying to catch it, her hands bracing against my chest. “You—”
“Yeah,” I cut in with a smirk, not giving her room to find her footing or her attitude. “Me. I’m the only one you’re gonna be thinking about tonight. The only name you’re gonna scream. Probably the only one you’ll remember.”
Before she could say anything, I scooped her up, lifting her clean off her feet. She gasped softly, her arms instinctively wrapping around my neck as her body settled against mine.