just yet.”
He smiles, but even I know that’s not what he meant. I wonder if it’s pre-sex talk. An obligatory statement to suggest we found the perfect friends with benefits situation. So I put my hand around his neck and tug him toward me, answering with a kiss.
Rolling him onto his back, I kiss his collarbone, making my way down his chest. He scoots up on the bed and watches me with one arm resting on the headboard, his other hand running circles on my arm, looking sexy as fuck. I unbutton his pants, and I can’t help but glance at his magnetic eyes watching me with hunger. Sliding his pants down, I take his boxers too, leaving him naked on my bed.
“Your turn,” he says. I shimmy out of my jeans, and right when my fingers dive into the sides of my panties, he holds up his finger and crawls toward me. “Allow me.”
I’m not sure why I have shivers in the wake of his touch as my silk panties slide down my legs. Cade’s seen me naked and has taken off my panties plenty of times.
He presses his lips right at the top of my pussy. “One of my favorite Presley things. But I have other plans today.” His arm swings around my waist and he pulls me down on the mattress.
Resting on top of me, he nudges my thighs open with his knee. This is it. We’re finally going to have sex after weeks of missed opportunities.
“Cade,” I say, causing him to stop placing open-mouthed kisses up my neck.
He rests his weight on his palms and looks down at me. I say nothing because I’m not sure what to say now that he’s looking at me. This moment feels bigger than we are.
He moves his thumb across my bottom lip. “I’ll be right back.”
But this mood is too perfect, and I don’t want whatever this bubble we’ve found ourselves in today to pop, so I lock my legs around him. He looks at me, obviously puzzled.
“I have an IUD and I’m clean.”
He pauses as though he’s weighing the risks and rewards.
“Please. I want to feel you,” I say.
“I’m clean.” He nods and eases back into position.
The tip of him pierces my opening and his mouth falls back down to mine. Slowly, he pushes inside me, and I open myself to take all of him. When he’s fully seated, he breaks our kiss to look at me. My fingernails dig into his shoulder blades and he slowly thrusts in and out of me.
I lose all thoughts, lost in the moment of us together. Tender kisses, gentle caresses, pants, and moans in the haze of the late morning. His touch is featherlight. A slow tremble begins deep inside me, but I clench it back, not wanting to come yet. Not wanting this moment to end.
He grunts from me clenching and his thrusts grow faster, more commanding. My body responds to everything he’s giving me. I feel as though I can’t get him close enough, so I bring his head down and smash my lips to his while my fingers claw at his skin, desperate to have him pull that pleasure from me.
His demands from my body become too much for me to stave off my climax any longer, and I clench around him as my orgasm consumes me. My back arches off the bed and I cry his name. When I open my eyes again, Cade is staring at me in what I can only think is wonder. He pumps into me three times before he stills, his stomach jolting from the force of his own orgasm.
He falls on me, not pulling out right away, and we both lie in my bed, our hands wandering over each other with touches of tranquility.
Holy shit, I think we just made love. That’s definitely not something friends with benefits do, but I’m going to enjoy this moment a little longer before I deal with reality.
The minute I pull out of Presley, I still.
Her fingers thread through my hair with a sensual touch because I stupidly made love to her.
“I’m going to clean up.” I climb out of bed and shut the bathroom door behind me.
After I wipe off my dick, I stare at myself in the mirror. I couldn’t have fucked her on the counter? Doggie style over the love seat? Reverse cowgirl it? I had to do missionary and stare into her eyes the whole time. Her skin felt like silk.