As we stared at each other, my heart started to pound.
“Fuck,” he muttered, his hands clenching. “Why can’t I keep my hands off you?”
“I don’t want you to keep them off me.”
Then he was on me. He hauled me close, his mouth closing on mine.
I detonated. I touched him everywhere, my tongue stroking his.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he breathed.
My heart knocked in my chest. I’d always been the sporty girl, not the gorgeous one. My mom had always called me a tomboy. No curves, no style, no femininity.
He gripped my thigh and hooked it up on his hip. I moaned. Caden seemed to have a different idea.
“You drive me crazy, Broody.” I slid my hands in his dark hair. “I have no control around you. I’ve never felt like this before.”
“Same.” He bit my bottom lip.
Desire shivered through me. “Before the other night, I hadn’t had a non-self-induced orgasm for so long that I’d forgotten how it feels.”
There was a gleam in his eye. “You liked coming for me?”
“Yes.”
His mouth took mine again. Then I was pinned to my front door. His mouth travelled down my neck and I moaned, rubbing against his hard body.
His hands slid down my sides, caressing and molding.
Then he dropped to his knees.
Shock ran through me and my brain just blanked. My breasts throbbed, my nipples hard. My pulse pounded in my ears.
His hands gripped my skirt, and he pushed it up, slowly, so slowly.
My breath hitched. I looked down at the intense focus on his face. Then he pushed the skirt higher, and cool air swirled around my bare legs.
He made a low sound, then hooked my thigh over his shoulder.
Oh, God.
“Drives me crazy knowing you aren’t wearing panties. I think about it all day long.”
Desire exploded and my hips jerked. He made a low sound and buried his head between my thighs.
I cried out and bit my lip and then gripped his hair. I felt his warm breath on me.
He licked my throbbing pussy, pressing his tongue deep. I bit my lip, moans ripping free of me. He worked me, lapping and sucking, and I writhed on his mouth.
Everything inside me clenched, almost painful.
“Caden,” I breathed huskily.
When my climax hit, it was hot and wild.
I bit my lip to drown out my sobs. Pleasure washed through me in a giant wave, and I tugged on his hair, grinding against him.
When I started to come down, I was panting and my legs felt wobbly. I would’ve fallen, if he wasn’t holding me up.
