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He watched me for a few moments and I got distracted and my wall around my thought disappeared.
“You need to hold the wall because otherwise I know exactly what you’re thinking,” he said.
“Okay, let’s try again,” I said, determined not to let him distract me. It was going to be a lot harder to hide my thoughts around him because he had a way of making me think of nothing else but him.
I repeated the exercise and watched as his forehead creased and then he smiled.
“And?” I asked, waiting to find out if I’d managed to succeed.
“I don’t know what you’re thinking,” he revealed. Not entirely convinced, I thought about the two of us on my bed, making out, and I watched him for the smug smile that never appeared.
He had no idea what I was thinking.
“That is awesome,” I said, excited at the fact that now he wouldn’t be able to tell what I was thinking.
“I think I preferred to know what you were thinking,” he said as he trailed his knuckles down my cheek.
I closed my eyes as I enjoyed the feel of his skin against mine. He took me by surprise when his lips covered mine and pulled me against him. Enjoying the thrilling touch, I complied and let him kiss me.
I got up and straddled him, running my hands through his silky midnight-black hair as his lips moved against mine with more intensity. He grabbed my ass as his tongue slipped into my mouth and tangled with mine.
I groaned as I pressed my body against his.
He growled against my lips and next I felt the softness of my bed underneath my back as he pressed against me from above.
I slid my hands underneath his shirt to feel his soft skin under my fingertips. He felt so good. He pushed harder against me as our kiss intensified and I wrapped my legs around his waist.
I didn’t think, I just acted instinctively. He pulled his lips from mine and rested his forehead against me as he breathed hard.
“We need to stop, otherwise I won’t be able to,” he warned hoarsely.
I was breathing hard and struggling to rein in my out-of-control hormones.
“Okay,” I managed to say as I unwrapped my legs from his waist and he rolled off of me.
As much as I wanted to make out with him and feel him against me, I wasn’t ready to take it as far as he wanted and it wasn’t fair to expect him to be able to hold his control.
“I’m sorry,” I mumbled.
He turned and faced me.
“Don’t be sorry, I know you’re not ready. I can wait,” he assured me.
I gave him a nod. It was this caring and sensitive Cade that was my weakness. It was easy to keep the hard and domineering Cade in his place, but it was harder to fight the caring and sensitive Cade who looked at me with those soft, adoring eyes.
I swallowed the emotion down as he gave me a reassuring smile.
“I need to shower,” he told me as he got off the bed. He walked over to the sofa and picked up a duffel bag and, with one more lingering look at me, he disappeared into my bathroom.
I let out a sigh.
I might not have been ready to take that step with him right then, but I knew it wouldn’t be long before I would want to go all the way with him.
Still preoccupied with thoughts of Cade and mating, it was a good thing I’d learned to block my thoughts. I tucked myself into my bed and waited for Cade to come out of the bathroom.
There was no chance of me falling asleep. My nerves bounced around my stomach and kept me wide awake. I’d never shared a bed with anyone, and I wasn’t sure how much sleep I was going to get if he slept right next to me.
It wasn’t long before the bathroom door opened and he appeared with wet hair and only wearing black sweat pants that hung low around his hips. He didn’t have a shirt on. How was I supposed to control my raging hormones if he pranced around half-naked?
