Page 62 of Rewrite Our Story

I gladly take each punishing thrust of his body. It only takes a few before I’m finally pushed over the edge. I scream so loudly from the orgasm ricocheting through my body. Cade’s lips crash against mine, stealing any further sounds of pleasure straight from my mouth.

My entire body shakes from the position I’m in combined with the effects of coming off the orgasm. Cade thrusts into me, taking everything he wants from me as he chases his own orgasm. It doesn’t take long until he’s groaning against my mouth, his muscles going tight. He gives one last thrust until I feel wetness between my thighs, our cum mixing together as he moans Goldie one final time.

For a few moments, the only sound in the tack room is the sound of our intense breathing. His chest presses into mine, sweat coating both our bodies after what just happened. It feels like I just went for a run, but instead it was just me getting railed by the one man on this planet I have no business getting involved with again.

Cade pulls out of me, his cock still hard as he takes a slight step back. He doesn’t break our connection, his fingertips still digging into the flesh at my hips. I look away from his still-hard cock—it’s skin glistening with me—and look into his eyes.

I find him staring right back at me. When our gazes lock, I know that something has shifted between us.

He pushed it to shift last night, I just wouldn’t let him.

Now, I don’t know if I have a choice.

“Even after all these years,” he says, breaking the silence.

“What?”

He pushes hair from my face, lifting my chin up before he presses a kiss to my lips. “Even after all these years your pussy still fits me perfectly. Like it was made for me andonlyme.”

“Cade,” I mutter, not knowing what else there is to say. He was the first man I was ever with—the only one I’ve ever loved. I would’ve spent the rest of my life with only ever having him and only him. It was him that made the decision to ruin everything we could’ve been.

I should feel exposed sitting completely naked on the saddle. I should definitely be rushing to get dressed before someone stumbles upon us. But I don’t move an inch.

I’m too focused on the way Cade looks at me. It’s easy to tell that I won’t get away with pretending this never happened. Not like I’d even want to.

The moment I saw that photo in his hat, every reason I was denying him disappeared from my mind. He hurt me more than anyone has ever hurt me when he forced me to leave. But I’m learning that maybe we were too young to handle how strong our feelings were.

We’re older—wiser—now. Maybe we can give in to each other, and it won’t end in devastation.

All I know is that when Cade pulls me into his chest in a warm embrace, I’m not capable of being angry with him any longer.

We both let out a collective sigh of relief. It’s as if he’s coming to the same conclusion as I am.

He presses a kiss to my shoulder before pulling away. He grabs my sweatshirt from the ground. His movements are soft as he pulls it over my head. Once we’re both dressed and cleaned up, he grabs my hand in the doorway of the stables.

“Goldie?” The nickname caresses deep parts of me. I forgot how much I’d missed the nickname, how much I still love it after all the time and hurt that’s passed between us.

“Hm?”

“You’re sleeping in my bed tonight. If I don’t find you at my door, don’t think I won’t come and get you and put you where you belong.”

“And where is that?”

He laughs. “For tonight? With me.”

“Just tonight?” I ask hesitantly.

His eyes soften as he fixes a piece of my hair. Hurt flashes through his eyes briefly. He hides it as quickly as it came. “That’s not my decision,” he answers.

We stare at each other, neither one of us saying anything else.

It makes me wonder, not for the first time, what would happen if this time I didn’t leave Sutten.

What if I stopped fighting the feelings between the two of us and actually gave things a chance?

I know one thing for sure. What Cade and I have is undeniable, no matter how much hurt we’ve caused each other—and how much hurt we’ll cause each other if I do end up leaving Sutten again.

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