Page 9 of The C Agreement

And when his hard cock grazed against my clit, I moaned.

“Jesus,” he muttered.

He backed up just enough to slam his mouth over mine.

Cade’s tongue swept into my mouth as he thrust his pelvis into mine. His dick was long and thick, and I completely forgot that I’d been told I was bad in bed. I wanted to feel him inside me.

All too soon, he jerked his head back and met my eyes. “I find you sexy as fuck, but you’re my best friend’s little sister. Completely off-limits. So, I’ve never allowed myself to think of you that way, and that is why I told you no.”

My chest heaved as I stared up at him.

He tipped his head down. “Understood?”

I nodded, as if in a daze. I couldn’t believe this gorgeous man, who could get almost any woman he wanted, thought I was sexy. And that he’d kissed me like that.

The corners of his eyes crinkled. “Good. Now, the only thing I want you to say is,I’m sorry.”

He loosened his hand but kept it on my throat as his thumb caressed my pulse.

I licked my lips. “I’m sorry.”

He smiled. “Good girl.”

My knees buckled.

“Fuck,” he murmured as his eyes heated.

He looked down, as if contemplating something, and then back up at me.

“Do you come, Rayne?”

I gulped, not expecting that question. “Wh-what?”

He grinned. “Do you come?”

I lifted a shoulder. “Yes.” I had a whole drawer full of vibrators that helped me come all the time.

“Let me be more specific. Have you come when you’re with your partners?”

I looked away, ashamed.

“Eyes on me.” His voice was firm yet soft.

My gaze immediately returned to his. “I suck in bed, remember?” I said in a low voice.

His eyes roamed my face. “Somehow, I doubt that. Now, tell me, have you ever had an orgasm with any of your partners?”

“I’ve had one or two during oral sex, but not fromsex, sex.”

His jaw tightened. “I suspect it’s not you who has the problem in bed.”

“I don’t know. I am the common denominator in all my relationships.”

“That doesn’t mean shit.”

He pushed his pelvis into me again.

“Are you wet?”

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