torturous game that left me dizzy, trembling and close to tears. And I loved every second of it.
A third round of the most incredible teasing followed. Caden added in something new. Something untried for me and something I wasn’t sure of until I wanted it badly. He wet his finger and pressed it into my ass just far enough to make me clench against it. It was that resistance that sent pulses down to my pussy. He’d introduced me to another pleasure, another erogenous zone. For months, I’d languished in bed, thinking I had a terrible sex drive and that there just wasn’t much to look forward to. But I’d been so damn wrong.
My body grew weak, and my hands felt tingly from the ties. The center of all my thoughts was the orgasm I wanted so badly. I was not beyond begging. Caden stroked me with his fingers and tongue and teased every intimate part of me.
“Don’t stop this time. Please, Cade. Please. Please. Fuck me. Fuck me, Cade. Now.”
He moved his mouth and hands away, and a cry of desperation fell from my lips. Then his hands took hold of my hips and he held me firmly.
I cried out again. “Yes! Please.”
He thrust his cock inside of me. Instantly, my body shuddered and my pussy clenched him tightly as I came in waves of pleasure that made the entire room spin around me.
Caden moved hard and fast inside of me, pumping the sweet ache of afterglow through my body with his thick, rock hard erection. The bedroom was a swirl of purple. If my hands had not been tied to the bed, I wouldn’t have stayed upright.
Caden held me firmly in his grasp as he came.
It took a few moments longer than usual for my breathing and heart rate to return to normal. Caden reached forward and untied my hands. I shook the numbness from my fingers before taking hold of his arms and drawing them around me like cloak. He held me close to him as he relaxed down on the bed. We stayed like that, spooning and tucked together like one person, as we drifted off to sleep in a soft sea of purple flowers.
Chapter 26
Kenna
Waking up in Caden’s arms was as luxurious and awesome as falling asleep in them. Even though I woke with a slight pulse in my temple. Not exactly a hangover, but the residue of the buzz I’d had earlier in the day.
Caden lifted his head off the pillow and glanced at the clock on the dresser. “Shit, guess we have to leave this little slice of purple heaven and get back to the day. I told my dad I’d trim his hedges.”
I stretched and purred away the afternoon nap.
Caden tightened his arms around me again. “Or I could just stay here with my highly sexy kitten.”
“As nice as that sounds, I have to get back to truffle town. But I think I’ll stop in and say hello to your dad.”
“He’d like that. Sally’s been spending every afternoon helping out at the church. Guess it helps keep her mind off of things and makes her feel better. Dad has one more week off work. In the meantime, he’s splitting his time between the television, the newspaper and staring absently out the front window of the house, almost as if he’s waiting for someone to come home.” Caden’s words fell off on the last sentence. “Being back here makes it fresh again.”
“I noticed that the second you drove the truck around the corner to our street. We took ourselves out of the context of it all with our trip to the beach, but nothing has changed. Reality is still fucked.”
Caden lifted his head and peered at me. “I hardly ever hear you say fuck. I mean, you know, when we’re not in the heat of passion.”
“That’s because my mom would faint if she heard it from her little girl’s lips. But, occasionally, it feels therapeutic to throw it out there.”
Slowly, and with the full reluctance of two people who could easily just have hibernated naked in bed for the rest of summer, we got dressed and combed enough to erase the obvious clues of two people who had just fooled around.
I pressed my arm against my stomach. “I think the truffles and margaritas are protesting. It’s funny to think that the mom who spent every day of my young life reminding me to eat from all the food groups was shoveling