Page 98 of Matchmaking the Rival

Pace yourself, Cade. Pace yourself. But I was hanging on by a thread. Her mouth felt spectacular around me.

I took a step back, lowering myself to my knees as well. She pouted. I grabbed the bottle of champagne and instructed, "Lie down."

She did as I asked. I dripped champagne on her chest, then everywhere I found a dimple from where I could drink, before licking it up. Then I spread her legs wide open and poured right over her pussy.

"Oh my God, Cade."

I put my mouth on her clit the next second, catching the champagne and sending her into a tailspin. The liquid was cold; my mouth was hot. Meredith bucked her hips, grasping at the carpet with both hands, kneading it between her fingers. I circled her clit with the tip of my tongue, feeling her entire body vibrate. I'd never tire of making her come, of bringing her so much pleasure that she completely lost herself.

"Oh my God, Cade. Cade." She chanted my name faster and faster. I didn't increase the rhythm of my tongue. I knew she desperately needed to come, but if I dragged it out just a bit longer, her release would be that much stronger. My erection was damn painful, trapped between the floor and my thigh, but right now it didn't matter. She was all that mattered.

Her entire body shook when she gave in to her orgasm. I interlaced my fingers with hers, keeping her hands tight in mine while she wriggled along the floor, and then I kissed up her body, over her belly and her breasts.

Her smile was sated, her eyes unfocused. She licked her lips, lifting her head, and I kissed her. It was more frantic than before. I touched her everywhere I could reach. My cock was now trapped between her belly and mine.

When her eyes focused again, I kissed one corner of her lips before pushing myself back on my knees. I drew my hand down her inner thighs, resting them on her ankles.

"Turn around," I said. She swallowed hard. "On all fours. I want to be inside you while we both watch the fire."

Her eyes glinted as she moved swiftly, turning around and pushing that gorgeous ass up to me. This right here was everything I needed to be happy: Meredith on all fours in front of my fireplace. I gripped my erection, and I didn't tease, not even one bit. I was too hungry for that. I needed her too much. I pushed inside, moving slowly, inch by inch, feeling her warmth, her perfectly pink and snug flesh. Being inside her without a condom was the best thing in the world.

"Oh my God, Cade," she exclaimed when I was inside her to the hilt.

I wasn't gentle or slow. I gripped her hair, threading my fingers through it as I moved my hips back and forth, determined to give her all of me. I didn't want to hold anything back. I thrust and thrust until I felt her grow tighter around me, and then I moved faster still.

"This is... Oh my God." She lowered her head, and I let go of her hair.

She put one hand under her forehead and brought the other to her clit. I felt her fingers at the base of my cock on every thrust. I came at the same time she did. One second she was tightening around me—the next I was shaking uncontrollably, calling her name. My knees turned so weak that I had to put one hand down to support myself. Then I turned us both onto one side. She was shaking too. I held her from behind, arm around her waist.

"Oh God, that was so intense," she murmured as we lay down on the carpet.

"I've got you, babe."

"Yeah you do," she murmured.

I kissed the side of her neck.

"Are you comfortable?" I asked.

"I’m perfectly happy."

Hell yes. I wanted her to feel like she belonged here. I had the burning desire to intertwine our lives. How had that happened? I liked this feeling of her being around the house, hearing her footsteps on the hardwood floors.

For my entire life, my instincts had told me that settling down was not an option. For the first time, I was doing my best to fight that instinct.

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