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“It’s a beautiful part of you,” he replies without hesitation.

My skin flushes from head to toe at his praise, and he kisses my shoulder then trails his soft lips up the side of my neck until he’s nuzzling my ear.

“Now tell me, what does my Lemon want as her prize?”

My eyes close as he teases the shell of my ear like he loves to do. I move my butt back against him again, feeling his cock twitch through the fabric of his jeans. He practically hisses as I grind into him, my core fluttering in anticipation. I’m done playing now. I want him. I want all of him.

“Presley,” he groans, my name laced with his impatience. “Tell me what you want.”

I make him wait a moment longer, sliding my ass along his erection before I finally give in. “I want your cock, Kade. Give me all of you.”

Chapter 31

Kade

Still standing behind Presley,I grab the ropes woven between her shoulder blades and turn her. She groans as we walk toward the makeshift double bed, my intricate work rubbing her sensitive skin. Each little intake of breath and every sound of her discomfort has my cock straining against my zipper.

I would keep her tied longer if we had more time for aftercare, but I keep reminding myself we’re on a timeline. I’m seriously regretting picking tonight of all nights to do this, but at the same time, I knew we couldn’t wait any longer.

Stopping Presley at the edge of the bed, I make quick work of untying her. I let my ropes fall to the ground, the soft sounds of Presley’s relief sending a shiver down my spine. I gently rub her arms, bringing the blood back to the surface.

“How do you feel? Are your arms good?” I ask. I didn’t tie the rope as tightly as I could’ve. Since this was her first time, I didn’t want to take it too far. Besides, she has her big gig tonight, so I didn’t want to risk her being sore.

The big smile I’ve grown to love lights up her face, and she brings her hand to my cheek, brushing her thumb over my stubble. “You’re always taking care of me.”

“I like taking care of you,” I say.

Presley leans in and kisses me, her tongue running along the seam of my lips. I like that she’s taking charge of the kiss, that I can feel her passion in every movement she makes. Her hand threads into my hair, gripping the long ends until I moan. Mymouth opens, and she strokes her tongue along mine as I bring my palms to her bare ass. My fingers dig into the round flesh, pressing the heat of her pussy into my jeans. I moan again, this time with the need to be touched by her, to be inside her, to claim her.

Presley pulls away, but before I can tug her back into me, she gently pushes me down on the beds. I bounce from the force and then chuckle, my eyes connecting with hers. Instead of joining me like I expect, Presley stays standing, her naked body on display for me and covered in the marks from my ropes. Her eyes rove over my half-clothed body. She’s a goddamn beautiful sight, and the pride I feel for her grows even stronger than it was before.

Gone is the quiet and awkward woman who stood with her head down and tried to blend in. Now she’s calmer, more confident, and settling into her own skin—and it’s all because of her. She’s learning to let herself be free, to let herself feel, experience, and be seen. She’s amazing and everything I didn’t think I deserved in this world.

“Lemon darlin’?” I ask. Her special nickname stops her perusal of my erection pressed behind my zipper. Her gaze connects with mine again, and she grins, her eyes sparkling. “Are you going to just watch me all night, or do you want me to fuck that sweet pussy of yours?”

She bites her lower lip but still doesn’t get on the bed. Instead, she puts her hands on the ankles of my jeans. “Unbuckle your belt.”

Oh, fuck. Always with the surprises. With our eyes still locked, I do as she says. Once my belt is free, I release the button and pull down the zipper. Presley tugs on my pants, and I lift my hips, letting her free me of the starchy fabric. My hard cock slaps against my lower abdomen, and she stops to look, my Wranglers still in her hands. Just as she had, I didn’t deem underwear necessary, and it’s clear she wasn’t expecting me to have gone commando.

She sucks in a breath as she stares at the steel length that’s now dripping pre-cum onto my skin. The energy in the room shifts as we both realize I’m now the one in a vulnerable position. I have to admit it feels odd because sex with me is rough and hard and I’m always the one in control. But this time with Presley is going to be different. I don’t need any more than this moment to know that.

My breath turns shallow as her eyes burn a path over every detail of my body, her gaze taking in each line and lean muscle as I wait for her to have her fill. When they stop over the scar on my left arm from surgery, her features soften, and her throat bobs. After a moment, her gaze meets mine again, and a lopsided smile lifts my lips.

“Come here, Presley,” I say in an attempt to regain control, wanting and ready to feel her naked body against mine.

She shakes her head then tosses my jeans to the ground. Before I can ask her what she’s doing, she grabs my ankles and spreads my legs apart. My insides coil at what I think she’s about to do.

Proving my theory right, my beautiful woman gets on her hands and knees and crawls between my legs. With a shy look in her eyes, her palms glide up my legs and stop when they reach my inner thighs. She digs her fingernails into the sensitive skin, and a carnal sound bursts from my lips as I throw my head back into the pillows.

“Presley.” I swallow. “You don’t have to.” I look at her from beneath my lashes to find her smiling coyly. Her hands begin to slide closer to my cock, the head of it red and swollen with my need for her.

“You said I could have whatever I want.”

I curse as her fingers brush along the thick vein on the underside of my shaft. My cock strains, and I nearly cry from her touch, from finally having her hands on me after many nights of imagining it. I force myself to breathe and lock eyes with her as she cups my balls and squeezes.

“Fuck, Lemon. Do that again.” She does, this time a bit harder before she wraps her hand around me and gives me a swift pump that has my hips bucking off the bed.

“You’re so hot,” Presley says as she watches her hand jack me through heavy eyes, licking her lips when pre-cum falls on her knuckles. I don’t take my eyes off her as she swipes her fingers through the white liquid then uses it to lubricate her motions. Fuck. I can hardly believe this is the same woman who had a hard time looking me in the eye when we first met.

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