“You’re so tight.” He groans, his hips hitting my inner thighs as he thrusts inside me. “You doing okay, baby?”
“I’m perfect.”
“So goddamn perfect.”
I moan at his words. His hips still after he’s pushed as deep as he can go. He lets my body adjust to him.
Cade’s fingertips thread in the strands of my hair as he pulls our faces close together. I breathe in his air as he breathes in mine. “You’re so fucking perfect,” he mutters against my lips. We don’t kiss, but the way his lips move against mine with his words, it almost feels like we are. “You’re so perfect that you’ve ruined me for anyone else, Goldie.”
He thrusts in and out of me, his hips moving slowly but pushing deep.
“Cade.” I moan and he steals the sound from my lips. His tongue thrusts inside my mouth at the same time he buries his cock inside me. It’s like he’s trying to get back at me for ruining him. If he only knew it wasn’t necessary. I’ve been ruined for anyone else except Cade Jennings for as long as I can remember.
“Say my name like that again and I won’t be able to keep being gentle.” His forehead collapses against mine. I can tell that his entire body is coiled tight. He’s holding back. He doesn’t want to hurt me.
“I don’t want gentle.” I wiggle my hips to show him that the last thing I want is for him to hold back.
Cade groans. He pushes in and out of me once—hard. He watches me closely. The moan that comes from my lips isn’t one in agony, it’s from pure ecstasy.
This is the version of Cade I want. I don’t want the soft, muddled down version. I want the raw and unhinged one.
My hands find either side of his face, cupping his cheeks tenderly. “Please,” I beg.
He holds onto my face for dear life. His mouth fuses to mine, and then he does just as I ask. He sets a punishing rhythm with his hips. It isn’t fast, but it isn’t slow. It’s somewhere in the middle, a pace that makes my toes curl against my comforter. Cade grabs my thighs, wrapping my legs around his waist. It allows him deeper, the sensations driving me wild.
The kiss is wild. It’s lips and tongues and teeth, both of us trying to get as much as we can from each other. I didn’t know if it’d feel good enough for an orgasm to build, but he pushes inside so perfectly that pressure begins to build between my legs.
“You going to come for me, baby?”
I moan against his mouth. I can’t form words as he brings me to the brink of an orgasm.
“Your pussy fits me so perfectly, takes me so greedily, that I’m going to come. But not until I feel your perfect cunt squeezing me. Not until I know I made you come first.”
His words send me over the edge. I scream, my hips bucking back and forth as the strongest orgasm rips through me. It feels like my entire body is lit with bliss as I ride out the orgasm.
“Fuck, yes, baby. Good girl, coming so hard you’re going to make me come.”
I’m breathless from the orgasm he gave me. My chest hits his as his tongue plunges into mine. I love that I can taste every single one of his moans as he unravels. His body tightens against mine as he rides out the waves of his release.
It takes both of us a moment to regain ourselves. We clutch each other, our bodies so intertwined I don’t know where his begins and where mine ends.
Cade sighs and pulls his face away from mine just enough to look me in the eyes. “Tell me it was as perfect for you as it was for me.”
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CADE - AGE TWENTY-TWO
“Cade,”Mare says breathlessly. “I didn’t know it could be so perfect.”
My heart hammers against my chest from her words. I don’t know how to feel in this moment. My senses are on overload as I try to process what just happened between us.
Perfection feels like such an overused word to describe what just happened.
I pull out of her slowly, trying my best not to hurt her with the movement.
“Are you feeling okay?”
Mare nods, pushing hair out of her face. Her nipples are hard, her breasts heavy. If I didn’t know how sore she must be, the sight of her tits so heavy and desperate to be tasted and teased would have me playing with them. I’d give them ample attention until she was ready to take me again.