Page 50 of Rewrite Our Story

Heat flares in my cheeks at the dirtiness to his words. I’ve never seen Cade like this, but I’ll admit, he turns me on just by his filthy words. Cade pops his thumb into his mouth, licking it clean, all while his hooded eyes stay focused on me.

“Answer me,” he demands, crawling up my body until he hovers over me. It’s only just now occurring to me that he’s fully dressed while I wear absolutely nothing.

All I can do is nod. I can’t form words right now. My clit still throbs and my entire body feels spent by the intensity of the orgasm.

Cade’s lips come to a stop an inch away from mine. With the position, the shaggy pieces of his hair cover his forehead, one piece falling in front of his eyes. I reach up to move it, not wanting anything in the way of the moment between us.

“Kiss me.” My eyes fall to my cum still on his lips, not all of it fully wiped away by him yet. “I want you to taste yourself on my lips.”

“Cade—”

He gets even closer. It would be easy for me to make one slight movement and do exactly as he says. “Do it, Goldie. Then maybe you’ll understand why I’ll never get enough of tasting that sweet little pussy of yours.”

His words do me in. My fingers tangle in his hair as I yank him the rest of the distance, fusing our mouths together.

He doesn’t taste like peppermint. He tastes like me.

And holy fuck, I’m so turned on by that realization that I feel wetness pool between my thighs all over again. I’d only been screaming his name from an orgasm moments ago, and it feels like it could happen all over again.

Cade brushes his tongue against mine, pushing more of the proof of my arousal into my mouth. My hips move against his. I don’t mean to do it, but I need some sort of relief, some sort of friction to combat the pressure building again.

His hand runs down my stomach. He doesn’t stop until his fingers are brushing against my clit. My body jerks feeling him there again. I’m still swollen and tender, still recovering from the way he made me feel.

“This time I want to make you come around my fingers while I steal every single one of your moans from your lips.” His lips brush against mine with his words as he slides two fingers in right away.

I’ve never had two orgasms in a row. I’ve always just got myself off and went about my day. I didn’t know it was possible to come so close together, but the way his fingers expertly rub and slide inside me, I know that it won’t be long until another wave of euphoria rolls through my body.

When his thumb presses against my clit, I do as he says. I moan against his lips. He’s ready to catch it, the fierceness of his kiss stealing it right from my lips.

The kiss is intense, the two of us pushing against one another to deepen it, all while his fingers work deftly at pulling another orgasm out of me.

He pushes deeper, pain and pleasure running through me. Cade makes sure I feel him everywhere. His weight pushes against me as his fingers move in and out of me with a punishing pace.

I yank and pull at his hair as my body shudders.

“God, you’re getting so tight around me, baby,” he mutters against my lips. His fingers move even faster inside me.

When the orgasm ricochets through my body, he tastes every one of my moans and mewls, his fingers staying buried deep inside me as I pulse around him.

Eventually, I come down from the high, but it still feels like I’m on top of the world when my eyes open and I find Cade looking down at me. The corner of his mouth lifts with a confident smirk. “You better watch out, Goldie.” He softly brushes my hair from my face. It’s tender and sweet. Totally different from the rough way he just ravaged me under the stars.

“Why?” I ask, snuggling against him. The air is cold against my bare skin, another reminder in the difference of our clothes—or lack thereof on my part.

“Because I don’t think I can last long without making you come. The way you taste, the way you come apart from my touch, fuck…I never want to stop making you feel that way.”

“So we’ll do more of that?” I ask, feeling bashful as I tuck my face into the crook of his neck.

Cade sits up and pulls me against his body. Wrapping his arms around me, he envelopes me with a warm embrace. “Fuck yeah we will. You’re going to come against my tongue every fucking day I have you here. Probably more than once.”

I laugh, accepting my T-shirt as he hands it to me. There’s a tender look in his eyes before he slides the fabric over my head and over my body. He forgot about the bra, but I don’t complain. “Every day seems like a lot. How will we get away from Pippa that much?”

Cade doesn’t seem to remember or care about me putting my jeans back on. He heaves me onto his lap, keeping me warm even without pants. My legs rest on either side of his hip. Our noses almost touch as we look at one another. “Trust me,” he starts, playfully kissing my nose. “I’ll find a way.”

I shake my head at him, pushing at his shoulder. “If you insist.”

“Oh I insist.” He shifts my body a bit, aligning my core with the very noticeable outline of his cock.

“And by how warm you feel against me, I think that little pussy of yours insists as well.”

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