wanted me for money, not that I have any. Or any other reason that would give me no pleasure.
There are far worse things than a man like Cade wanting to sleep with me. I tell myself that as he slides his hands under my dress and up my thighs. His strong hands press against my skin, exciting me with his mere touch.
“You’re not talking. Is that good or bad?” he asks and stops right before he gets to where I so desperately want him to be.
“Neither,” I answer with a smile as the last of my doubts return to their usual hiding places inside me.
Cade lifts himself to kiss me softly and whispers against my lips, “You don’t have to be afraid, Hailey. I promise I’m not hiding any axes.”
“I thought men didn’t like when women laugh at times like this, but you’re telling jokes.”
Leveling his gaze on me, he gives me a wicked grin. “I’m not worried about you laughing. I just wanted to see you smile.”
He doesn’t give me a chance to say a word before he moves his hands to the inside of my thighs. Every cell in my body comes alive when his thumbs graze the front of my panties, sending a shot of electricity straight to my clit. Cade watches my reaction, smiling at his effect on me, and touches me again, making need surge inside me.
I’m wet, and he knows it. That very fact frightens me because it makes me vulnerable. What if he’s just toying with me to see if he can get me excited to want him but he doesn’t want me? Is that why he’s still wearing his pants?
God, don’t let me ruin this, please! No man, no matter how stunning he is, does anything like that. Only in my insecure head does that kind of thing even exist.
Sex is always something men want. A woman wanting it too isn’t a problem for them.
All of this races through my mind as he stands up and plants his hands on the bed near my head. Leaning down, he begins to kiss me and lowers his body on top of mine, making sure not to crush me. I feel his hard cock nudge against my hip and react, letting a moan out at what’s coming.
“You’re so sweet. I bet you taste like heaven on my tongue,” Cade whispers in my ear before sliding down my body.
He slips my panties down my legs and licks his lips. I want to say something sexy, something confident that will make him want me more, but my brain is empty. Blank. A void. It’s like the mere thought of him going down on me has rendered me mindless.
His hands push my dress up over my waist, and with one last sinful grin, he looks up at me. “Let me hear the wild woman I know lives inside you come out.”
A second later, the first flick of his tongue against my pussy makes my eyes roll back in my head. The beautiful mouth that made my legs go weak from his kisses playfully teases me, sucking my clit and running his tongue the length of me so all I want to do is beg him for more.
His left hand presses on my thigh, forcing me open for him, and I arch my back, whimpering with every time he drags his tongue over my clit. Lost in my own delirium, I feel his finger pass over my lips, and a second later when he sinks his teeth ever so slightly into the tender skin between my legs, I suck his fingertip into my mouth. He tastes sweet, like the peach cupcake I saved just for him.
When his other hand leaves my leg, I feel relief for the briefest of moments, but then my need and desire come crashing through me with one finger slid inside me. I suck his forefinger harder, desperate for something to ground me as my body begins to feel like I’m flying with every flick of his tongue and every stab into my wet and willing body.
Moaning against my skin, he adds a second finger and begins to fuck me as he concentrates his mouth on my clit. I arch my back, craving every part of his touch on me to relieve this need, and he pistons his fingers into me faster as he inches me closer and closer to release.
My hips ache my legs are open so wide, but the pain mixes with the