doesn’t feel like freedom. I’m locked in a cage, and baby, you’re holding the key.”
Tears blurred my vision.
“Tasha said I should get on my knees and beg.” Then he lowered to his knees in front of me while I stared down at him in shock. “I understand you don’t need me. And I will understand if you don’t love me anymore. But if you give me another shot, I swear to God I will earn that love back or die trying.”
Now I was crying.
“Where’s my bad boy? The one who confused me and intrigued me?” I smiled, sniffled. “Tell me he’s still in there.” I raked my hands through his hair. “Not that I don’t love this down-on-your-knees-in-the-name-of-love move.”
“Yeah?” A fiery glint brightened his blue eyes.
I cupped his face with my hands. “I love you, too.”
He blinked several times like he was absorbing this information. Then he hugged me close, his head against my belly, his arms wrapped tight. He mumbled something into the material.
“What?” I asked, extracting his head.
“I said”—he undid the knot on my robe—“your bad boy’s still alive and well. And that you smell good enough to eat.”
He parted the robe and kissed my stomach before trailing his tongue lower and lower, past my folds while his hands cupped my ass. He licked and sucked. Head tilted back, robe open, a moan left my throat.
He loved me.
He loved me.
He’d changed on the inside, but on the outside, his rough and tumble hadn’t gone anywhere. I was glad. He was still the guy who could turn me on barely trying. And now he was really trying. He kissed a path along my stomach and up to my chest where he placed a peck on the tip of each nipple.
“I want to try something.” He wore a wicked smirk on his lips.
“What’s that?” But I’d say yes no matter what he asked.
“I want to be inside you, make you come,” he started, his delightfully dirty words turning me on more, “and tell you I love you over and over during. And I want to give it to you hard.” He kissed my mouth. “Fast.” He licked my top lip and murmured, “And so sweet you can’t fucking stand it.”
I kissed the smile off his face and looped my arms around his neck. My naked body pressed against his, his belt buckle cold on my tummy. We kissed our way down the hall to my bedroom, and once we were there he threw me on the bed where he entered me, made me come, and told me he loved me. It was hard and fast, and it was also sweet.
But he was wrong about one thing.
I could fucking stand it.
For, say, another fifty or sixty years…
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Craving Caden - Prologue
Caden
When I woke up in the hospital room, fuzzy from pain meds and disoriented, you’d think the first thing on my mind would be my memory of the accident. The exploding glass and the sound of my car, Blue, crumpling around me. Eerie silence and the warm, sticky ooze of blood sliding down my face.
You’d be wrong.
My first thought was on the blonde hovering over me. Her big blue eyes, her full mouth, and the look of concern on her face.
At first sight, Tasha Montgomery drowned out the pain thumping inside me like too much bass on a speaker. I never wanted her to see me as weak. Fragile and needing taken care of. Hell, once upon a time I approached her with cocky confidence, assuming she’d say yes to my idiotic advances.
Nothing like a knock on the head to bring your former stupidity to a screeching halt.
Where once she’d avoided me because I was an asshole, now she doted thanks to the accident that’d robbed me of my voice.
I couldn’t say I liked that better.
Craving Caden - Chapter 1
Tasha
I parked my BMW in the Wilson driveway, cutting the engine and sighing in resignation. The garage door was open and two tennis shoes poked out from beneath a pale blue vintage car.
The shoes belonged to my “patient,” Caden Wilson. Cade, as he was known to his friends. I called him Cade too, though I’m not exactly sure he’d consider me his friend. I wasn’t sure what we were.
I stepped out of my own vehicle, tugging my short jean skirt as my sparkly flats hit the concrete driveway. The moment the snow had thawed,