Page 56 of Burning Hearts
Cade Briggs was an incredible kisser. I felt almost embarrassed by how much I craved him, like he could see right through me.
I pressed my palms against his firm chest as I pulled myself even closer to him.
“Tell me if—” he started.
“I will,” I said, already pulling him closer to me. “You, too.”
He nodded once, then the room narrowed around us. His hand slid to my jaw. No push, just an anchor, and the world tilted around me.
He guided me toward the chair. He sat, then drew me between his knees, placed his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me down toward the room’s plush carpet which met my skin with gentle restraint. He didn’t crowd me; he set one palm to the armrest and let the other stay at the back of my neck, asking the question again without words.
“Yes,” I breathed, my fingers settling at his hips.
He tasted like mint and adrenaline, and when I sank lower the room tilted toward him.
He exhaled a sound I’d never heard from him before.
Cade’s body shifted in the chair as he leaned forward and placed his mouth against mine again. His tongue expertly explored my mouth as if this weren’t new in an intimidating way for him; it was new in anexhilaratingway.
“You’re fucking beautiful,” he said, catching me off guard as his hands covered nearly every inch of my body. “Do you know how stunning you are, Ellis?”
“You…” I said, chuckling in spite of myself, “are the most perfect looking man I’ve ever seen in my life.”
“Yeah?”
I nodded, and his fingers brushed down my waist sending a shiver up my spine. I made a sound I’d never heard myself make—low, helpless—while his fingers grazed my skin.
“Take off your shirt,” he said, his fingers tugging at the bottom of the fabric.
I lifted it over my head and Cade added, “Take off everything.”
Before I could, he brought his mouth down to my chest and trailed kisses along my skin. His lips found my nipples and wrapped around one of them, gently licking and biting the nub. He slid his other hand over to the other side of my chest, rolling my other nipple between his warm fingers.
The world contracted to just my breath and the warm weight of him. Careful at first, then certain. He checked once more, and I answered with my hands and a faint whisper.
“Cade…,” I said, moaning his name.
He pulled his pants and underwear down as his cock sprang free.
Fuck.
He was huge.
I’d thought about it… dreamt about it. Even pictured it when alone at night, but I’d never imagined it would fulfill every fantasy I’d had.
Suddenly, I was on him, his cock filling my mouth. It took up every inch of space and flattened my tongue. I brought a hand up to the side of Cade’s waist, trying to balance myself. I didn’t want to choke on the sheer size of him. I’d never had practice like this because I’d never been with a man as big as Cade before.
Still… I didn’t want him to think I was inexperienced. I was supposed to be the expert on hooking up with guys.
But in spite of my best efforts to open wide enough, he didn’t give me much of an opportunity to adjust. Instead, he lowered his hand to the back of my head and kept me in place as he started to thrust. Rhythmically, steadily, slowly, then quickly moving in and out of my mouth. I whimpered at the sensation of his cock throbbing between my cheeks, hitting the back of my throat, but never going too far.
I found myself thinking that Cade might finish on my tongue. But I didn’t want him to finish in my mouth—not tonight.
I wanted him inside me.
I was preparing to gently pull myself back from his shaft so I could tell him what I wanted, but he pulled away first. I whimpered again as I watched precome dribble down the side of his cock, teasing me.
A grin flashed across Cade’s face. “I like the eager look; it looks good on you. Makes me want to be inside you.”
