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“Easy,” she said. “What do I need to do for your cousin’s school?”

“We’ll contact her and get you set up,” Cade said. He sat up, she curled into his lap.

“Can I see your books,” Sheridan asked.

“Yes,” he said not concerned at all with her seeing where his money was. “Do you want my personal books or the business books?”

“You keep them separate,” she asked.

“Yes,” he said. “My personal finances include payments from the family business as I have shares.”

“I’d love to see how it all works,” Sheridan said.

“I’ll get you connected,” he said. She slid her legs on either side of him. Rubbing her body against his, she hummed the pleasure of his long cock hard beneath her.

“Cade,” she asked. “Can we add one more thing to our schedule?”

“Anything you want,” he said hoping she shifted onto him and made love to him again.

“Good,” she said. She jumped off the bed, raced away from him calling. “Catch me.”

Cade gave her a head start. He liked to chase her, liked to hear her laugh and screech as he chased her. “I’m gonna get you,” he growled. He finished counting to ten and took off after her. She squealed when he came around the pilot’s area. She dashed towards the back of the cabin to squeeze through all the crates. He grabbed her, but she slipped away, racing back towards the front of the ship. Before she could turn into the kitchen area, he caught up and pushed her against the wall. “Pay up,” he demanded with her trapped against the wall.

“No,” she said laughing at him.

He tickled her ribs. “You pay up,” he growled. “Or I’ll have to take it in kind.”

“What would you take in kind,” she said, holding his face in her hands.

“Fifty long and slow kisses or I torment you until you climax a dozen or more times,” he said.

“You have the advantage,” she said. “Your legs are much longer than mine. Ten long and slow kisses.”

“No,” he said. “I must have full payment. I can’t live without all those kisses.”

“Maybe I don’t like long and slow kisses,” Sheridan teased.

“We could try one out,” Cade said.

“If you make me climax with just kissing me, I’ll do anything you want,” Sheridan said thinking he couldn’t. “Kisses on the lips.”

Cade grinned, “A challenge. I like it. I’ll make sure I think of something particularly interesting for you to do.”

“Cade,” she said warning.

“Too late,” he said. His lips brushed against hers followed by his tongue licking them. She pushed against him, trying to escape but he simply brushed her lips a few times. “Look. No hands,” he said putting his hands behind his back. Her nipples peaked into hard pebbles as his mouth returned again and again to hers. She leaned into him, caught her breath, kissed him back. When she tried to deepen the caress, he kissed her nose, smiled and patiently waited.

“Cade,” she demanded with her tone.

“Still kissing to see if I can make you climax, my love,” he said. “My sweet wonderful Sheridan.” He leaned back in. She expected soft but this time he assaulted her lips, demanded she part them, thrust his tongue in very like he thrust his cock into her when they did the wild hard sex.

She moaned, pushed her body against his. Her hands wrapped around his cock. He focused on her mouth. He took, pressed hard, used his teeth on her. “Oh,” she said surprised by how aroused his mouth made her. Again and again he took her mouth, sometimes soft and light. Other times his mouth demanded, raked over hers possessively. “Cade,” she rubbed her body hard against his. “I want... oh my... I think I’m.”

His mouth cut off her rambling. He had serious work to do. His tongue worked magic on her tongue, chasing it, teasing it and conquering it. She grabbed his hips, wrapped her leg around him and rubbed. He felt her juices, knew she was close. He changed his rhythm of kissing, took her slow, slow and sweet, drawing out every movement, every sensation. He knew she wanted penetration but he stood there, hard cock dying from being so near but not inside her. Mouth to mouth, he kept his hands to himself as her body revved up higher and higher until he leaned against her, thrust his tongue in and she moaned her release. She jerked her hips against his. Her juices smeared against his cock.

“I win,” he said against her lips. “Again.”

“How,” she moaned. “I’m the one who climaxed.”

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