Page 74 of Beyond the Cut
“That was sweet, except for the cuss words.”
He lifted an admonishing eyebrow, and then tested her bonds. “You think you’re really in a position to give me attitude?”
“If you take off your jeans, I will be.” She licked her lips. He tore off his clothing.
Naked, his cock proudly erect, he knelt over her, giving her a long moment to appreciate the taut planes and angles of his body. Damn, he was perfect. From his lean, narrow waist to his broad shoulders, and from his firm pecs to the rippling six-pack, partially hidden by the soft downy trail leading to his shaft, thick and heavy, the head pink with the promise of pleasure.
“Are you wet for me?”
“I get wet just thinking about you,” she whispered.
“Always knew she was a dirty girl.” His words vibrated over her skin as he worked his way up her body, kissing every inch of skin. “My dirty girl.”
“Your old lady.”
Desire sparked in his eyes, fierce and hot. “Mine.”
And then he reached her breasts and she couldn’t speak for the need pounding through her veins. He took his time, his hands stroking and squeezing as he sucked and licked her nipples. Dawn writhed on the bed, pulling against the bonds until they chafed her wrists.
“If you hurt yourself, I’ll throw you over my knee and spank you,” he murmured against her breast.
“This just gets better and better. Or maybe it’s worse and worse. I can’t tell anymore. The only thing I know is that I need to come so bad it hurts.”
“Hmmm.” Cade stroked his jaw. “Hurting is bad.”
“Very bad.”
He cupped her sex with his warm hand then pushed a thick finger inside her wetness. “Does it hurt here?”
Dawn’s body arched at the exquisite intrusion and she ground against his finger. “I don’t think your itty-bitty finger can reach where it hurts. Maybe you should use something bigger.”
A cheeky smile played over his lips, and he added a second finger, pressing against her sensitive inner walls. “Like this?”
“Not bad.” She yanked impatiently against the restraints, digging her heels into the bed, trying to get more of what he was holding tantalizingly just out of reach. “But maybe you have something even bigger and more… satisfying.”
“Maybe I do.” He added a third finger, stretching her, filling her, making her eyes water with the sheer pleasure of his touch. “But you don’t get that until you come for me.” He thrust in deep, and then pumped hard. Dawn’s hips jerked, matching his rhythm, and the headboard banged against the wall.
“Shhhh, babe.” He grabbed the headboard with his free hand. “You wake the girls and I guarantee you a night of frustration.”
“It’s already a night of frustration.” She moaned and rocked against his hand. “Make me come.”
He lifted an admonishing eyebrow. “Is that arequest?”
“It’s a goddamn fucking order from your old lady,” she bit out. “Make me come. Now.”
“Pleasure.” He slid down and settled himself on the bed between her parted legs, his breath warm against her sex. “I like this view.”
“Cade…”
He stroked her curls. “Such a pretty pussy.”
Dawn wanted to scream, but she couldn’t. Not with the girls in the next room. So she growled softly instead. “Stop teasing.”
Cade looked up and grinned. “I got a bossy old lady.”
“You have a wet old lady. Soon to be a pissed-off old lady who will be closing the heavenly gates if you don’t get down to business.”
“Business? Not pleasure?” He leaned down and drew her clit into his mouth as he thrust his fingers back inside her. The sudden intense sensation of his warm, wet mouth, the velvet caress of his tongue, and the gentle suction of his lips on her clit finally took her over the edge. She climaxed hard and fast, burying her face in her shoulder to muffle her scream as a fierce burst of pleasure sizzled through her veins then faded into a gentle throb.
