Page 114 of Rope Me In

“Kade!” He seals his mouth over my bundle of nerves again then licks at my folds like he’s starved. When he slips two fingers inside me, I grip the digits and arch off the bed. “I’m going to come.”

His teeth run over my clit, and I grip my thighs tight around his head again, encasing him. I feel him smile into my pussy—he loves when I do that. With another few flicks of his tongue, I come so violently my body shakes, and I scream his name. He continues to work his fingers in and out of me, letting me ride my release as he eats me clean like he wanted.

After I catch my breath, I drop my thighs open and tug on his hair. His dilated pupils meet mine, and he grins like a dog, his face wet with my arousal.

“I need you inside me.”

At my request, he climbs back up my body, the bulge in his jeans dragging across my sensitive clit.

“Oh, fuck,” I cry. Kade’s mouth crushes mine, and he swallows my vocalization before massaging his tongue against my own. I can taste myself on him, and it only makes me want him more. “Kade,” I whine.

He tears his swollen lips from mine and then gets up off the bed, his eyes on me as he removes his jeans and boxers before going to the nightstand to grab a condom. I sit up and beckon him over, taking the foil packet from him. He brushes a lock of now sweaty purple hair from my forehead as I fist his hard length in my hand. When I pump it a few times, he moans for me, then I slide the rubber down his length and kiss the tip of it.

“God, you’re perfect,” he whispers, voice full of awe.

“You’re perfect, too, baby.” I tug on his hand until he lays on the bed. When he’s settled, I get on top of him this time, kissing his lips and grinding my wet pussy over his cock. He hisses and throws his head back against the pillows, his hands coming to grip my hips.

“I want to try something,” I say before leaning down to kiss his chest.

When I sit back up, he has an eyebrow raised at me. I move his hands from my hips, then, with a bit of awkwardness, I reverse myself so my chap-framed ass is facing him.

Kade lets out a loud groan. “I think I’ve died and gone to heaven. Praise Jesus.”

I can’t help the giggle that escapes me as I press my ass back, his cock nestled between my pussy lips. He curses from the sensation then brings his hands down to slap both ass cheeks.

“Kade!” He does it again and again as I grind myself back, my clit pulsing from each smack.

“Get on my cock, Lemon,” he commands. “Ride me.”

Like the dirty gentleman he is, Kade’s hands move to the sides of my chaps, and he tugs up on the leather to help lift me. I take his cock, coated in my arousal, and place it at my entrance. Kade curses again as I slowly sink down, my eyes rolling in the back of my head as his cock disappears inside me inch by inch.

“Fuck, baby. You feel so good. I missed your pussy.”

“Just my pussy?” I manage to say.

He smacks my ass again then uses the chaps to pull me down until he’s fully seated.

“Oh my god!” His cock feels impossibly deep inside me. I feel so full, the heat of him burning me as he thrusts upward over and over. The shallow and rough motion vibrates through my body, and I cry out again.

“Move, darlin’. Ride my cock like the good fucking cowgirl you are.”

At his encouragement, I lean forward, my hands gripping his muscular thighs as I work myself up and down his length, a bead of sweat dripping down my forehead.

“That’s it. So fucking good.”

I move faster at his praise. Kade’s strong hands are still gripping my chaps so he can use them for more leverage to go deeper. When his cock hits my G-spot, I swear I see stars, and I scream so loud anyone wandering outside would’ve heard me.

“God, Presley,” Kade murmurs, his pace picking up. The sound of our coupling echoes through the room as he plows into me with reckless abandon. When the bed starts to squeak, I can’t help but grin, thinking of the time he made his little comment about testing the guest bed for squeaking. This bed has definitely been tested out—and I like that it squeaks.

Kade swats my ass again and changes his pace so his hips move in a small circle. Then he thrusts upward so hard my breasts shake, and Iscream again.

“Fuck, darlin’.” Kade groans, the throaty kind that tells me he’s on the brink of his release. “I need you to touch yourself. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes!” I sob.

I shift my body and glide my fingers around my oversensitive clit. My inner walls squeeze his cock, and I feel myself teetering on the edge alongside him. Kade fucks me faster, and I grip around him as tightly as I can.

“I’m coming,” I keen, my back arching in complete pleasure. Kade’s movements turn shallow, and with a final upward thrust, I feel his cock pulse inside me, and my name spills from his lips. Fireworks spark behind my eyes as my release shakes my body, and I fall forward. Kade fucks me through our collective orgasms, and we float together.

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