Page 151 of Shadowed Vows: Ghost
"Mmm," Kade replies, his hands sliding up to cup my breasts. "What kind of cookies?"
I bite back a moan as his thumbs graze my nipples through my thin shirt. "Um... chocolate chip maybe?"
Kade chuckles, the sound vibrating against my skin. "Always a classic choice."
His hands roam lower, teasing along the waistband of my jeans. My breath hitches as he pops the button open.
"So, about that visit," he says casually, as if he isn't currently driving me wild. "When were you thinking?"
I struggle to form a coherent thought as his fingers dip inside my pants. "I... fuck, Kade."
He grins against my neck, clearly enjoying the effect he's having on me. "Yes, darling?"
I grab his wrist, halting his movements. "You're making it really hard to think right now."
Kade spins me around to face him, his blue eyes dark with desire. "Then stop thinking."
His hands explore my body, making my nerves tingle from head to toe. His fingertips trace my sides as he slowly removes my top. I catch my breath when the cool air touches my exposed skin.
"Kade," I breathe, my heart racing. "What are you doing?"
He chuckles, the sound low and sensual. "What does it look like, little journalist?"
His cock presses insistently against my stomach, sending a wave of heat through me. I'm acutely aware of the floor-to-ceiling window behind me, the entire city sprawled out below.
"Wait," I say, my voice shaky. "Anyone could see us."
Kade's lips brush my ear as he whispers, "Didn't you say something about getting on your knees for me?"
My face flushes hot at the memory. "I... that was different. We weren't standing in front of a giant window."
"Mmm," he hums, his hands sliding down to unzip my jeans. "I have a better idea anyway."
My breath catches as he pushes my jeans and panties down in one smooth motion. I step out of them, feeling incredibly exposed.
"Kade," I whisper, arousal coursing through me despite my nerves. "What if someone sees?"
His hands find my breasts, his thumbs making slow circles around my nipples. My breath catches in my throat.
"Let them see," he whispers against my ear. "I'll just have to kill them after."
My skin prickles into goosebumps, and I arch instinctively into his touch. His words shouldn't turn me on, but they do. My heart pounds against my ribs, and heat pools between my legs.
"You wouldn't," I manage to gasp, though something in his eyes makes me wonder.
A whimper escapes me as he pinches lightly, sending sparks of pleasure through my body. My head falls back as he continues his sensual assault.
"Fuck," I breathe, my hips unconsciously pressing towards him.
Kade's hand slides lower, fingers teasing along my inner thigh. "That's the idea, my little journalist."
Kade backs me up, pressing my bare back against the cold window. I gasp at the sudden chill, my skin prickling with goosebumps again.
"What are you—" I start to ask, but the words die in my throat as Kade drops to his knees in front of me.
He lifts one of my legs over his broad shoulder, opening me up to him. When his tongue touches my clit, an electric current rips through my body. I shout, my fingers automatically twisting into his hair.
"Oh god," I moan as he licks a long, slow stripe down my slit.
