Page 21 of Master of Games
He slid her lips open, his tongue tangling with hers even as he used his one hand to press their hips closer together.
She cried out, the sound muffled by his mouth as her body gave the most delicious pulse.
“Caden,” she half sobbed as she thread her hands into the dark blond strands of his hair. “Oh God. Caden.”
“Rub yourself against me sweetheart. Take what you desire.” And then he dove deep into the kiss once again.
She kissed him back with an explosion of passion she didn’t even know she had. But in this moment, she never felt more connected, more alive.
And then as he pushed up against her, rubbing her exactly where she needed it, she cried out, breaking apart in the best way she could ever imagine.
Caden looked up at the woman whose face was twisted with the exquisite pleasure she’d just experienced.
She was just as he’d imagined in his wildest dreams. A woman filled with deep, explosive passion, just waiting to be awoken.
This experience had only been a taste. All their clothes on, he’d hardly done more than kiss her. But her reaction had been instant. Strong.
Wild and wanton, she’d fallen into him with an abandon he’d never imagined.
Which is why he shouldn’t have been surprised when she reached between their bodies. “Does it work the same for you?”
“I have very different parts,” he answered, even as her hand slid down the length of his shaft, straining against his breeches. “As you might remember from yesterday’s bath.”
He pushed into her touch. “But if you touch me like that, just like you, I will receive my satisfaction.”
He didn’t need to say more. Her hand slid up and down his stiff rod, testing, teasing, until she seemed to understand exactly how to please him.
Intelligent women always made the best lovers. And Tabbie was not only smart as hell, she was eager.
He flexed his hips again, wishing he could get more, take off his breeches, but this was enough. For so many reasons, he’d keep his clothes on.
He could feel his pleasure building, her small hand moving over him with increasing confidence as his breath came out in short gasps, his body so tight, he knew he’d break soon.
“Tabbie, luv, just like that,” he pushed out.
And then she leaned over him, claiming his mouth in the kind of passionate kiss that sent sparks lighting off behind his closed eyelids. It was the push his body needed to send him over the edge, his seed spilling inside his clothes.
He groaned out his finish, his hand coming over Tabbie’s to keep her connection to his body. Even with this satisfaction, he knew he wanted more from her.
This was just the first taste.
She looked down at him, their eyes locked together, hers wide with her surprise. “That was…”
“Exceptional.”
Her brows lifted. “You can’t mean it.”
“I do.” He uncovered her hand to wrap his arm around her waist to pull her closer. He wished he had the use of his other arm, but he didn’t, so he gave her a tender kiss instead. Because along with her strength, his Tabbie was insecure, and she’d need a great deal of reassurance from him that she was just as beautiful as any other woman. More so, he thought, but it was going to take some time for her to believe his words.
He'd have to use all the kindness and a little patience, and he was certain he’d be able to accomplish the task. Every moment of it promised a great deal of fun.
“Caden.”
He splayed his hand out on her back. “You are special, Tabbie. In every way. Don’t forget that.”
She softly shook her head and then pushed up and off him. Between the injury and the recent orgasm, he couldn’t quite hold her to him as she climbed off the bed, crossing the room. “Where are you going?”
“I’m hungry. You?”
