Page 85 of All Our Ghosts

Kadence smiles against my neck as she lifts our hands, rocking her hips again. She moans practically in my ear. “Then touch me.”

I can tell her confidence is growing and it makes me proud. If spending all day in bed with her makes her feel powerful, letting her do whatever she wants to me, I’ll do it. Kadence guides my hands over her breasts before unlacing our fingers and snaking her arms around my neck. They’re heavy in my hands. Her soft skin burns underneath my touch and I can feel the heat from her cunt radiating over me. It’s driving me crazy and the need to be inside her is only growing with every gentle roll of her hips.

She continues to trail her lips over my skin before tangling her fingers into the hair at the nape of my neck as I begin gently tugging on her pebbled nipples.

“This feels incredible.” Lust drips from her words but I sense something else in them too. Something softer.

I admittedly never take things this slow. I’m all for foreplay, but it’s usually me giving it, not receiving it. If I’m being completely honest with myself, I’ve never wanted to take sex slow with anyone before. I care if the other women got off, sure, but I’ve never wanted more than just one night with them. Not until Kade.

I nudge my nose against the side of her cheek, forcing her to look at me before I capture her lips with mine dragging out a slow kiss. Her tongue darts out, swiping along the seam of my lips and without argument I part them for her. I slide my hands down to her waist, gripping her hips and digging my fingers into her softness.

Kadence pulls back, her gaze burning into mine as our breaths mix. I’m not even inside her yet, and still, I can already feel the tightening of my balls and the muscles in my back straining as I hold off my orgasm.

As if she knows what I’m thinking, I feel her lift her hips and reach between us. I can’t help myself when my knuckles graze her clit pulling a hiss from her lips. She’s soaked, and in return, I’m soaked and covered in her slick.

“You can’t help yourself can you?” She teases through pants, her chest already heaving. I let out a soft laugh as I line myself up with her entrance.

“When you look like this? And you’re practically riding my cock driving me fucking crazy?” I ask, moving my hands back to her hips and guiding her down, slowly filling her. “No, Sunflower, I can’t.”

A grin spreads across my lips when her mouth drops into a soft ‘o’ shape. Her eyes flutter as I fully bottom out. I dip my head, nipping the top of her breasts, sucking at the soft skin as her moans fill the room.

“You feel so fucking good,” I breathe and feel her body melt into mine.

“God, Holden,” she moans, beginning to roll her hips against mine, dragging her clit across my groin. I tangle my hands into her hair, pulling her to me and kissing her again. She tastes so fucking good, like strawberries and mint.

Everything starts falling together. My hips piston into her, unable to keep control anymore. She still has the power to stop everything if she needs to but every time I look at her she’s further gone. She clenches around me, her body trembling softly as the sounds between us grow louder.

“Come for me,” I breathe, reaching for her clit and drawing fast, tight circles around her swollen nub. Kadence lets out a ragged moan as she falls over the edge, taking me with her. My hips stutter beneath her and my head slams back into the headboard again as I groan with my release. Spilling into her as she flutters around me.

Kadence buries her face into my neck, her breathing heavy and hot against my skin. Her body still trembles gently against me. I haven’t felt this satiated in a long time. I run my fingers up and down her back with one hand and wrap my arm around her waist holding her to me.

“Thank you,” she finally whispers after a few moments of quiet silence has settled between us. Kade lifts her head, smiling softly at me through thick lashes. Her hair is tangled from my hands, her lips bitten pink. She glows even more than she did before.

I can’t help myself when I pull her back for another kiss. My lips pressing to hers with a contented sigh. “I’d do anything for you, Kadence,” I whisper against her mouth. “You taking what you need from me when it’s just the two of us is something I’ll always do.”

I notice the familiar glossiness that begins to take over her green eyes. Making them that bright green I love. Her bottom lip trembles and she only responds with a nod, but I’m not going to push her any further than she’s pushed herself.

“We should shower now,” I say softly, kissing the corner of her mouth.

Kadence shakes her head resting it against my shoulder. “Can we just stay like this for a while?” Her voice sounds so quiet with the question. So vulnerable, and my heart aches with the realization that this post-sex cuddling is something she’s probably never experienced.

“Did he do this?” I ask before I can even stop the question from falling from my lips as my hands run up and down her back.

“Do what?” She hums tightly.

I suck in a breath. “Did he hold you after sex?”

I don’t miss the way her body tenses when I clarify, but I give her the space to answer if she wants to. After a few beats of silence, she shakes her head. My hand falls from her back,clenching in frustration before pushing back the annoyance. “I’m sorry,” I offer.

“Don’t be,” She counters, adjusting herself so she can look up at me still resting against my chest, “I’m glad it was you and not him.”

I nod but don’t respond. Instead I settle back into the bed, holding her to me. I need to talk to Cole tomorrow. We have to figure out a plan if Jeremy decides to grow balls and come after her. I was serious when I promised that the prick would have to go through me to get to her. Hell, my trigger finger itches at the idea of putting a bullet between the fucker’s eyes. But I’ll never admit that to Kadence.

She has already had too much pain and death in her life, and if I can help it, I’ll make sure she never has to go through shit like that ever again. Kadence is stronger than she gives herself credit for. She has said multiple times that she doesn’t want anyone to pity her or look at her like she’s a kicked puppy. What she fails to realize is that whenever I look at her, all I see is a survivor, afighter.Someone stronger than I ever was.

The sound of a cell phone buzzing breaks through the comfortable silence that fell over us. She picks up her head, glancing at me, and her brows furrow.

“Mine’s been dead,” Kadence says softly.

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