Page 25 of Beyond the Cut
Caught in a maelstrom of emotion, adrenaline, and lust, Dawn heaved in a breath. “Cade Raider Tyson,” she shouted. “You get back here and fuck me right now.”
He stopped.
He turned.
And in less than five seconds he had his hand twined through her hair, his body pressed against her, his thick thigh between her legs, and his tongue down her throat.
She loved that about him. No questions. No second-guessing. No uncertainty. She wanted him and he was with her all the way.
“You don’t know what you’ve unleashed, sweetheart.” He sank his teeth into the sensitive spot between her neck and her shoulder and Dawn shuddered at the exquisite sensation.
“Yes, I do.”
He yanked open her jeans and shoved her up against the cold, brick wall, his face almost fully obscured by the lengthening shadows of the forest behind him. “Not gonna be gentle. Not gonna take my time. Need you so bad, I’m gonna fuck you hard and fast, so you’d better be ready for me.”
“If I wasn’t ready for you, Cade, I wouldn’t have asked.” She eased her jeans down over her hips, toeing off her boot to slide one leg free. God, if anyone came out here… But why would they? The shop was isolated and, thankfully, closed.
Cade pulled a condom from his back pocket and shoved down his jeans. “Didn’t hear much asking. Heard a sexy girl telling me she wanted my cock.”
“I didn’t…”
He grabbed her hair, tugged her head back, and cut her off with a kiss. Fierce. Demanding. Possessive. His tongue delved into her mouth and she tangled it with her own, savoring his taste.
With a low growl, he pulled away and sheathed himself, then slid his hands over her ass, cupping her cheeks as he lifted her against him.
“Open for me, sexy girl.”
Dawn couldn’t contain the moan that escaped her lips, deep, hungry, and full of need. She’d been with other men since Cade, but none was as rough, driving her past all restraint to touch the wild side she had buried long ago.
“Seems you can’t help being bossy.” She nuzzled his jaw, prickly with a five o’clock shadow, and then braced herself against his shoulders to wrap her legs around his hips.
“Only ’cause I know you secretly like it.” Cade slicked a finger through her folds and groaned. “So wet and ready for me.”
“It’s the whole vibrating motorcycle, chasing bad guys, pressing up against you, dangerous speed, shooting at people, shouting at me, being sweet, and fucking me in a parking lot thing. It turns me on.”
Cade growled his appreciation. “You were fucking made for me, sweetheart.”
“It’s just chemistry.” She buried her face in his neck, breathing in his masculine scent, laced with leather and crisp mountain air.
“Fuck, yeah.” He yanked her down, his cock thrusting deep inside her slick, wet heat. Dawn groaned as he filled her. So hard. So thick. So… perfect.
His fingers tightened on her ass and Dawn trembled. Cade had no limits in the pursuit of sexual pleasure, and after two nights with him neither did she.
“You promised me hard and fast.”
“Christ. You’re killing me.” Cade gripped her hips and hammered into her with a primal intensity that took her breath away. Passion burned between them. Her head smacked against the brick wall, and the rough mortar dug into her back, but she wouldn’t have traded this moment for anything. Only Cade could drive her wild.
“Come for me. I wanna hear you.” He slid a thick finger between them to stroke over her clit, and her arousal peaked. She screamed as her orgasm ripped through her body, a pleasure so intense she could only hang on for the ride.
Cade pounded into her, fingers digging into her skin. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he rode out her orgasm, prolonging her pleasure, before his body finally tensed and he came with a groan. His muscles bunching beneath her hands, cock pulsing inside her. Then he fell forward, cradling her against him with one arm, bracing himself against the wall with the other.
He held her as they came down, chests heaving together, hearts pounding in unison. Then he released her, and they straightened their clothes in comfortable silence.
“Maybe sometimes it’s okay if you’re bossy,” Dawn murmured as he fastened his belt. “Especially if it means chasing after Jimmy and having hot sex in a parking lot.”
“Good to know.” His mouth quirked at the corners, and then he stilled.
“What’s wrong?”
