“Are you ready to do that again?” his deep voice sent new tremors through her body with the promise it offered.
“I don’t think I can move,” April answered him honestly.
“You won’t need to much,” Cade spoke as he pulled back.
This wasn’t the night she had imagined it as something more. Hurried, but not at the same time. April lifted her hips and pulled her clothes off, watching as Cade stood to do the same.
The man was unreal. Every muscle was toned, and she appreciated the movement of each one as he removed his clothes. Freeing his cock from his boxers, it jutted forward.
April gasped as she took him in, completely naked. He wasn’t hers, but she couldn’t convince her heart to listen to her brain when Cade looked at her, his tongue slipping out and licking his lips like she was a feast and he was a man starved.
Cade reached for his clothes, likely looking for a condom, before turning and grinning at her. Since they were trying to make a baby, there was no need for protection. This would be a first for her, never having had unprotected sex, the thought making her excited all over again.
From the end of the bed, Cade rested both knees on the edge before pushing her legs open and settling above her.
“Are you sure?” he whispered.
It took her a moment to register that he had spoken. She felt his restraint in the slight shake of his arms that were resting next to her head. He was giving her a chance to say no, which was sweeter than she expected, but wholly unnecessary.
“I’m sure,” she managed.
“Thank God,” Cade answered.
In one swift movement, he positioned himself at her entrance. In the next, he filled her completely.
April yelled his name as she felt him. Unlike anything she’d ever known, she felt full, impossibly so, but unbelievably ready for me. He didn’t give her long to adjust to him, but she didn’t need it, anyway.
One thing that April had never done before was orgasm from sex alone. As Cade drove into her, she felt her climax rising again. She had no control as Cade set the pace and she was happy to give him complete control.
Quicker than she would have imagined ever possible, April felt her peak nearing. Her feet wrapped around Cade’s waist of their own accord, pulling him deeper and deeper still before, finally and still too quickly, she gave over to the pleasure.
Cade followed, roaring out his own climax before dropping back down to his elbows, holding his weight off of her. They were both breathing hard and heavy, a slick layer of sweat covering them both.
She thought he would roll away from her now, sated and sleepy, but in yet another unexpected moment from this man, he only lowered himself beside her. With one arm, he pulled her back up against him, tucking her next to him and pulling the covers over them.
April drifted off to sleep without reminding herself this wasn’t real. She didn’t think about the fact that she should shower or pull away from this fantasy. Instead, she slept on, feeling safe and protected in his arms.
Chapter Sixteen
Cade
Cade stood in his boxers, drinking coffee in their small kitchen of the hotel room, trying to figure out what happened. All he knew was he woke up naked next to April and scrambled from the bed. They’d had sex. He knew it to his core, but he couldn’t remember shit.
Figured that the first time they slept together, he wouldn’t even know if either one of them enjoyed it. Did she hate him? She was still in bed, so maybe it wasn’t too bad. He just hoped that he had taken care of her before himself in his drunken state.
She’d locked herself in the bathroom for so long last night that he’d opened the bottle of bourbon that Ryker had given him as a wedding present and proceeded to get drunk. Only he wasn’t that drunk at first. Then he’d passed out. His last memory was him fighting to keep his eyes open and slowly losing the battle.
He didn’t want to wake her, so he’d partially closed the door when he left the room, leaving it open enough to look in and see she was still in bed. She could sleep all day if she wanted. They were on no timeframe right now.
There was the matter of the generous gift of a honeymoon from his friends to settle, though. They probably would not go. First, he didn’t know if she even had a passport, and second, he had something planned already.
His phone rang loudly, and he dropped it in his haste to answer. Snatching it off the floor, he pressed answer without noting who the caller was, only seeking to stop the ringing before it work April.
“This is Cade,” he said into the phone.
“How many times must I tell you to stop answering the phone like that?” his father’s voice came through.
“Shit,” Cade didn’t even bother to whisper it. This was a call he hadn’t wanted to take today.