Page 137 of The Single Dads Club
His eyes flooded with desire as he looked me over. “Goddamn, cupcake.” I looked down at my white bra, wishing I’d listened to MacKenzie’s advice about buying new lingerie, but Cade didn’t seem the least be hampered by my white cotton bra and panties. I was glad I’d taken her advice and shaved today.
Cade’s thumbs grazed across my nipplesand I let out a throaty groan. He continued his torturous strokes along my breasts, his fingers dipping into the cleavage and sliding across the hardened tips. I wondered if he was going to remove my bra, or if maybe he was waiting for me to do that.
“You said you wanted to know how to please me?” He tilted my chin up to meet his eyes. “Consider this lesson number one. Don’t be afraid to ask for what you want. Hearing you say it is a major turn on.”
I sucked in a breath and held it. There was no way I’d be good at dirty talk. It’d be like asking me to speak a different language. I couldn’t even vocalize what I wanted in plain English. Especially not with this hot, stormy gaze on me.
His hands dropped from my chin and gripped both breasts, roughly palming them. “I’ve been dreaming about your tits for weeks now. Seeing them bouncing above me as you rode my cock.”
I let out a moan at his words, a flood of heat dampening my sex.
Cade smirked as if in victory. “You try.”
My nerves were back as I tried to think. I squirmed in his lap and felt the firm ridge pressing against me. Before I even realized it, I was blurting out, “I love the feel of your hard dick.”God I sounded stupid.But a deep, rumbling groan pushed past Cade’s parted lips as his head dropped back against the sofa, as if savoring my words. I instantly felt proud.
He guided me to his mouth by the back of my neck, threading his fingers in my hair. “You want to take out my cock?”
I nodded, unable to form words.
He smiled against my lips. “Good girl. But not yet. First I need to make you come.”
Need to?Make me come?Oh…
He reached around for the back clasp of my bra and released it with a single flick, then eased the straps down my shoulders and discarded it on the floor beside us. A raspy groan poured out of him as gaze gazed down at me. The sound sent my heartrate skittering.
His mouth joined his hands in the loving caresses, licking and suckling my hardened peaks. I grabbed his hair and thrust my chest toward his eager mouth, wanting more. “Oh God that feels good,” I moaned.
Before I had time to examine what was happening, he flipped me over so that I was lying on my back on the couch and he was kneeling on the floor beside me pulling my panties down my legs.
“I want to hear you moaning my name…” he whispered against my inner thigh. “When you come on my tongue.”
That was so not happening. I was hyper aware of not wanting to wake up Lily. Geez. At least one of us was thinking clearly.
He dipped his fingers between my thighs, lightly running his fingertips up the length of my pussy. “You’re soaking wet, baby.” His voice was rough, needy, barely in control. I liked it way too much.
I bit my lip and opened my thighs wider, allowing him to explore, long past feeling self-conscious.
He eased one long finger inside me, and slid it in and out with gentle pressure. “Do you like that, cupcake?” He laid a gentle kiss just below my navel.
I whimpered in response.
His eyes stayed locked on mine and he added a second finger. “So tight, so beautiful,” he murmured.
“More, please,” I pleaded.
He groaned and pumped his fingers harder, driving into me until I was panting and writhing under his talented hand. Then he eased himself down, sweeping his tongue over my sex and my world shattered. The wet heat from his mouth exploded around me, the sensation causing my hips to buck off the couch.
“Cade!” I gasped.Crap. So much for not screaming. I didn’t care. I lifted my hips to meet his mouth and rode out the pulsing wave as an intense orgasm erupted through my core. I opened my eyes and found Cade’s eyes still locked on me.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered.
I swallowed and lifted myself up into a sitting position, suddenly feeling insecure about my nakedness. Cade was still fully dressed.
His hand on my arm stopped me as I went to stand up. “Where do you think you’re going?”
I looked down at his crotch and was alarmed to see the large bulge clamoring to be released. I licked my dry lips. “Can I just have my panties?”
His lips curved in the tiniest of smiles, but he lifted them gingerly from the floor. “If it’ll make you more comfortable. But your top stays off.” He read the back of the underpants. “Sunday, huh?”
