Page 117 of Perfect Alpha

“I love when you wrap those pretty lips around me,” he rasps, sliding himself into my mouth and making me whimper. “Mmm, yeah, angel, keep moaning on my dick. It feels so fucking good.”

Cade reaches his shaking hands down to cup my breasts, and when I take him deeper, the tip rubbing against the back of my throat, his grip goes slack.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” Cade groans. “If you do, stop it, or else I’m going to come and… Oh, fuck. Victory, that feelstoogood.”

His cock is impossibly thick, and my jaw already aches, but the needy sounds he’s making are all the encouragement I need to keep going. I squeeze his ass with both hands and eagerly bob on his dick, his pre-cum and my salvia combining to make him hot, wet, and slick.

It’s been a long time since he’s pulsed in my mouth while he loses it against my tongue. Even though my clit aches so badly it’s blinding, I want to give him that distinctly intimate pleasure.

But Cade has other ideas.

He yanks me roughly to my feet and pulls me to his chest while walking us backward. I’m stumbling, and it’s a good thing he’s supporting my weight because I’m not in control of my legs. My back roughly hits the wall, and he crushes me against it, his eager hands barely getting my jeans down one leg.

“Good enough,” he growls, cupping my ass and lifting me off my feet.

He’s out of his mind with wanting me, and as I wrap my legs around his waist, he pushes my panties to the side and enters me in one swift motion, making me gasp in shock.

Cade always takes his time between my legs, and while I love his attention, there’s something about the raw, needy desperation he’s displaying now that is so much hotter.

He takes my wrists in one of his hands and raises them above my head, pinning me while he thrusts deeper inside me. He rocks his hips and cages me between the wall and his body.

His mouth is on my neck, biting, licking, and sucking. My clit grinds against his abs, and he rolls his hips to stretch me to my max.

“I want it hot, dirty, and fast,” Cade groans. “I need to come so badly, angel, and I want to let go deep inside you. Oh,fuck.”

I want to touch him, but I can’t. I’m completely immobile and locked exactly how he wants me. When I try to move, he fucks me harder, and I bite his shoulder to stop the scream.

His free hand wrenches between us, and just as his fingers find my clit, I lose it. His hot cum shoots inside me at the same time, his last thrust impossibly hard as he grinds out my name.

“Mmm, you’re so fucking sexy,” he murmurs against my neck. “You let me take exactly what I need, and I love you so fucking much for it.”

Cade eases his grip, and I slide down his body, completely pliable and boneless. He carries me to bed and peels my jeans down my legs, kissing from my thigh to the arch of my foot. The tenderness is a stark difference from how he just took me.

My panties are next, and he leans down to kiss my clit, making me twitch from more stimulation when I’m already raw.

“Love how you taste,” he groans, making quick work of my shirt and bra before climbing into bed and spooning me, his leg hooked over my hip.

“Did you get all your anger out?” I ask.

He stills behind me. “I didn’t even realize that’s what I was doing.”

I laugh. “I should stay away from you more often.”

He growls. “Don’t you dare. I’m sure you can find another way to piss me off.”

“I’ll make it my mission.”

“Round two in ten,” he murmurs into my neck. “I’ll be gentle and take my time with that pretty pussy.”

Chapter 42

Victory

“Wehaveacourtdate on February twelfth.”

Cade’s announcement sends chills down my spine and not the good ones.

“So it’s actually happening.” I kept hoping the custody battle would never come to fruition, but praying can only get you so far.

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