Page 23 of If The Shoe Fits

"Fuck. I wanted to go slow, Helene. I wanted to make love to you. Fuck!" he screamed, yet moving faster, deeper inside her.

"Don't." That was all she managed. One word. She didn't want slow, or soft, or caring. She wanted what he was giving her, although her body was telling her she couldn't take much more of it. She'd never been fucked like this, like an animal.

She knew she was screaming. Someone might come in to see if she was all right any minute. She just couldn't bring herself to care.

Without warning, he withdrew entirely from her, leaving her heat. Helene gasped, turning to protest,beg if she had to. But he was already turning her around, as smooth as he'd been during their waltz.

"I need your mouth again." Cade kissed her like she was worth millions, and fucked her like a whore, against the wall, throwing her legs over his shoulders.

She lost all notion of anything that wasn't that moment, anything that wasn't him, his hands on her ass, his cock deep inside her, and his mouth, exploring her with a gentleness.

And then she lost even that, knocked over by an orgasm so intense her vision blacked out. Her body seemed to float, limbless, boneless.

It took several heartbeats to descend back to Earth, and finally hear her erratic breathing, matching his. Feel his breath against her. They were both wet with sweat and gasping like they'd run a marathon. His forehead was resting against her, and her legs, still around his shoulders.

Helene was lost. Lost as to what to do next. What to say.

It was certainly not her first fuck in incongruous places. She had to get a hold of herself, dammit. She was a grown-ass woman, not some innocent girl.

Finally, Cade withdrew his cock from her pussy, and helped her down to her feet.

She took inthe dress pooled on the floor.

Cassie's expensive dress. Fuck! What if she got it dirty? Were cum stains easy to get out of velvet? She didn't have a clue.

Panic rose higher inside her chest with every moment.

"I…I'd better…" She took the dress and hastily put it on. Her trembling hands weren't making the ordeal any less awkward or embarrassing. At long last, she was dressed. She forced herself to look at Cade. "There. All dressed. I should go. It was…" She didn't have words to say what sex with him had been like, though. Mind-blowing. Unforgettable. Stupid. And so much more. "Well, thanks. I needed that. Nice meeting you."

Helene spun on her heels and moved to leave.

"Nice meeting you?"

She grimaced. Gosh, that was bad. "Yeah. You seem like a nice guy. I had…fun. But now I need to go." Get back to her reality, the one that didn't include the likes of Cade Lawson.

"Wait."

But she didn't wait to wait, dammit. She couldn't.

"Helene, wait. We have to talk. Seriously."

Serious talk didn't sound like something she was capable of right now.

"The condom broke."

Three words.

Three words that stole any hope of a quick, painless escape.

"What?"

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