If The Shoe Fits (Some Girls Do It #8) - May Sage Page 0,20

with his hand. Her legs trembled around his shoulders, her pelvis raised as high as she could. She was close, so incredibly close. Cade's other hand pinched either side of her clit while he kept sucking at it, and she lost it, going lax against him. Cade unburied himself from her clothes, to watch her as she came down from the high. He could only stare, satisfied to watch her so very happy, sated. Sweat ran down her forehead, and her pupils were dilated.

Helene had been beautiful to him from the start, but right then, she was a goddess. He wanted to commit this image to memory. Take a picture of it. Her perfect tits with dark, pointed nipples. Her gaping mouth, and those eyes filled with pure pleasure.

After her breathing went back to normal, she pushed a wet, wayward curl away from her forehead, and moved to get to her knees.

"My turn." She lowered the zipper of his pants, making her intention clear. Her hands moved to fiddle with his belt.

Cade laughed. "I don't think so." He was harder than he could ever remember being, but he didn't want her mouth. And he certainly didn't want her to feel like she needed to return the favor. He got to his feet and cupped her chin, his resolution almost faltering when he saw her down on her knees before him, her beautiful green eyes fixed on his.

She frowned. "But I want to."

Maybe she did. Maybe she thought she had to. "How about next time? I want to feel that beautiful pussy of yours now, sweetheart."

Her eyes widened again. "Oh."

Helene

Helene was trembling, her legs barely able to support her weight. Her poor head was filled with cotton, floating away from reality. What the hell had that been? She was shattered, in pieces, entirely sated, and Cade hadn't even fucked her. Not really. Fucked with her? Definitely. The things the man did with his hands and mouth should be illegal. In fact, she would have sworn it was probably illegal in parts of the world.

And now, he wanted to feel her pussy. And fuck if she didn't want that, too. Helene was greedy for more of what he had in store.

Cade helped her to her feet, and like the gentleman he wasn't, kissed the back of her hand. Why did even that feel so intense? Maybe Cade wasn't human. He could be a creature right out of one of her sister's new books.

"You're so very beautiful, Helene."

Feeling herself flush, she held her chin high. "You don't have to chat me up. I'm already naked." Mostly. She was still wearing her dress, loose over her hips. She wiggled out of it, and stepped over the fabric.

"I'm simply stating a fact."

Suddenly aware of the fact that he was, tragically, still wearing his well-cut suit, though his pants were open, she brought her fingers to his collar and opened the first button, then the second, and the next. He watched her do it without a word. When she was done, she looked at her handiwork. His chest was hard and tanned, with a fine layer of slightly curled hair. Perfect. Everything about him was perfect.

"Well, in this case, I suppose I should tell you you're quite gorgeous yourself."

His grin was wicked, and cocky around the edges. Damn, the asshole was probably perfectly aware of his effect on women in general—and her, specifically. She was here, naked in an unlocked library, after all.

"Thank you, Helene."

The way he said her name did things to her.

Cade shrugged off his jacket and shirt in one go, before caging her in against the wall between the bookshelves. "I don't think I can get enough of your wicked mouth." Without further warning, her returned to her lips. This time, he was soft and gentle, savoring her taste. Her hands curled around his neck, keeping him closer. One of his slid to her arm, then her hips, before returning to the apex of her thighs, where she needed him. His skilled fingers pressed, coaxed, and teased her. In an instant, her inside were boiling again, demanding more. Her hips curved to give him a better angle, and she breathed hard against him, already close to another mind-blowing orgasm.

"Are you ready for me, sweetheart?"

Was she ever? "Condom."

She was proud of herself for having the presence of mind to remember that, through the haze of lust her brain was clogged under.

Cade's arm, close to her head, moved down, to his back pocket. He pulled