Page 47 of Combust
Cade must have sensed it. As she worked him over, she felt him stroking her bare bottom, tracing the curve of her ass. Then his hand slipped between her legs.
“Oh, darlin’,” he breathed, then penetrated her with his fingers, filling and stretching her in the most satisfying way.
She moaned around the thick rod in her mouth, and his breath hitched.
Then he began thrusting his hand in and out of her, hitting a spot inside her that sent jolts of white-hot pleasure through her body.
She rode his fingers shamelessly while continuing to apply herself to his straining erection.
It wasn’t long before the muscles of his thighs and belly tightened, forming steely ridges beneath his skin.
“Darlin’, I’m gonna—” he warned in a low, thick growl.
She responded by moaning loudly, caressing his cock with the vibrations as her own arousal wound to the breaking point.
Cade’s hips snapped up. He roared as every muscle in his big body stiffened, and the taste of salt and musk suddenly flooded into Maggie’s mouth.
His fingers convulsed inside her, and the new sensation sent her hurtling into her second climax.
Her moan turned into a muffled scream as intense pleasure rocketed through her. She drank him down as he shook with his own release.
“Well, I can’t complain,” he said with mock regret a few minutes later. His chest was still heaving, and his skin gleamed with perspiration. “But I’m still waitin’ to hear my name.”
“I was taught that it’s rude to talk with your mouth full,” she pointed out, as primly as she could manage while naked and draped shamelessly over him.
He laughed, his eyes glowing with happiness and good humor. Her breath caught. Freed of his usual glower, he was breathtaking.
“What?” he demanded.
She stroked his beard, then traced the firm outline of his lips with her fingertip. “I like seeing you smile.”
“And I like havin’ something to smile about,” he responded, then leaned in for a long, tender kiss. When he drew back at last, he said, “Why don’t we continue this in my bed?”
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The next time he brought her to climax, shedidscream his name. That pleased him so much that he gave her another two orgasms, until she was sweaty and limp from pleasuring.
She tried to give as good as she got. Reducing Cade to a state of shaking, sweating need was almost as fun as having it done to her, and caressing him to explosive climax made her feel powerful and desirable and happy.
The only thing better would’ve been going all the way with him. But she didn’t trust her bear not to take the opportunity to seal a mating bond with him. So, it was hands and mouths only for the foreseeable future.
“I just can’t get enough of you,” he confessed much later. He drew the comforter over them, and spooned her. “Stay with me until morning.”
Maggie had never stayed the night with any of her previous dates. Most of them hadn’t gotten beyond the “peck on the lips” stage.
And the few that had gone further, the sex had been decent but not good enough to make up for the inconvenience of having to drive all the way to the ranch and then back to town in time to open the bakery at five a.m.
Now, glowing with Cade’s very thorough pleasuring, and cuddled up with him in a warm, comfortable bed, Maggie contemplated getting dressed and walking home in the cold and the dark.
It was a no-brainer. She snuggled back against him, feeling cherished.
“I’ll have to get out of here by three thirty,” she warned him sleepily. “Or there are going to be a whole lot of unhappy people if those cinnamon rolls aren’t ready and waiting by the time the bakery opens.”
Cade’s hand cupped her breast. “I’ll fix you coffee and breakfast before you leave.”
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Tuesday, November 18
