If The Shoe Fits (Some Girls Do It #8) - May Sage Page 0,21

out a brown wallet. Thank God he was prepared. That probably meant he was used to sneaking into libraries to have his way with socialites, but Helene couldn't care less. This was just fun. She wasn't going to delude herself into thinking it was anything more. Determined to enjoy the moment and not think about tomorrow for one second, she thrust her hand inside his open crotch, and wrapped her fingers around his hot, hard length, freeing it from his pants.

Damn.

She must have said that aloud, because Cade chuckled.

"Do you like what you see, Helene?"

Hell to the yes.

She swallowed, still fixed on the thick eight-inch length. It was curved upward, with pronounced veins running through it.

Cade removed his fingers from her heat to unwrap a condom, eyes fixed on her. She'd never thought of putting on a condom as something sensual—it was just a necessity, something to get over with—but with the heat of his stare, each of his slow movement made the anticipation rise higher and higher. By the time he'd fitted the latex over his cock, she was desperate for it.

"Turn around, sweetheart."

She practically stumbled in her rush to obey. Facing the wall, she spread her legs, as the head of his cock aligned with her entrance, rubbing over the wet slit. Cade bent her over, gentle, and anchored his hands around her hips.

"God, you look so fucking perfect."

She was so drenched, but Cade's slow, controlled entrance stretched her in ways she didn't think possible, drawing a long moan from her throat. "Oh my God."

This felt so good. So right. The curve of his dick hit just where she wanted it.

She had no warning: he retreated all the way out, and slammed back in again. And again. And again. She could only buck, and wince, and scream. Her hand pushed against the wall to keep her upright, but her legs were giving in. The only thing keeping her up was his iron grasp.

Tears gathered in her eyes. She couldn't form a clear thought, or a word. This was too much. Too fast, hard and intense. Her mind couldn't comprehend the mindless, brutal rutting.

"Fuck. I wanted to go slow, Helene. I wanted to make love to you. Fuck!" he screamed, yet moving faster, deeper inside her.

"Don't." That was all she managed. One word. She didn't want slow, or soft, or caring. She wanted what he was giving her, although her body was telling her she couldn't take much more of it. She'd never been fucked like this, like an animal.

She knew she was screaming. Someone might come in to see if she was all right any minute. She just couldn't bring herself to care.

Without warning, he withdrew entirely from her, leaving her heat. Helene gasped, turning to protest, beg if she had to. But he was already turning her around, as smooth as he'd been during their waltz.

"I need your mouth again." Cade kissed her like she was worth millions, and fucked her like a whore, against the wall, throwing her legs over his shoulders.

She lost all notion of anything that wasn't that moment, anything that wasn't him, his hands on her ass, his cock deep inside her, and his mouth, exploring her with a gentleness.

And then she lost even that, knocked over by an orgasm so intense her vision blacked out. Her body seemed to float, limbless, boneless.

It took several heartbeats to descend back to Earth, and finally hear her erratic breathing, matching his. Feel his breath against her. They were both wet with sweat and gasping like they'd run a marathon. His forehead was resting against her, and her legs, still around his shoulders.

Helene was lost. Lost as to what to do next. What to say.

It was certainly not her first fuck in incongruous places. She had to get a hold of herself, dammit. She was a grown-ass woman, not some innocent girl.

Finally, Cade withdrew his cock from her pussy, and helped her down to her feet.

She took in the dress pooled on the floor.

Cassie's expensive dress. Fuck! What if she got it dirty? Were cum stains easy to get out of velvet? She didn't have a clue.

Panic rose higher inside her chest with every moment.

"I…I'd better…" She took the dress and hastily put it on. Her trembling hands weren't making the ordeal any less awkward or embarrassing. At long last, she was dressed. She forced herself to look at Cade. "There. All dressed. I should go. It was…" She didn't have words to say what sex