Page 75 of Beyond the Cut
“Nothing I like better than watching you come.” Cade feathered kisses over her mound, then slid his fingers out and wiped her moisture along her inner thigh. Deliciously dirty. Painfully erotic. But that was Cade.
“Need more?”
Dawn nodded. She was so wet, so wanting. The climax had barely taken off the edge. “I need you inside me.”
He reached up and undid her restraints then flipped her over. “Wanna fuck you tied up, but I’m thinking the headboard is gonna be a problem. I want you so bad, I’m gonna take you hard, and I’m gonna take you raw, and I’m gonna be rough ’cause I know you can handle it.” He positioned her on her knees facing the headboard and knelt behind her, his chest tight against her back as he lifted her hands and wrapped her fingers around the iron rail. “There we go, beautiful girl. Don’t move.”
She looked behind her, drinking in his lean muscles, and received a sharp slap of reprimand. “Eyes forward.”
Far from hurting, the sting on her ass only added to her frustration. She needed him to relieve the ache in her core, and she needed it now. With a quick pleading glance over her shoulder, she spread her legs by way of invitation.
“That’s what I like to see. My girl open and ready for me. Needing my touch.” His fingertip grazed over her folds, dipped inside testing her wetness, then brushed lightly over her clit, drawing a gasp from her lips.
“So soft.” He leaned over her, his chest pressed against her back, as his fingers wandered over her body, stroking her breasts and thighs, feathering over her sex. Dawn’s clit throbbed for more attention, and she clutched the headboard until her knuckles whitened. He felt so good, his body hot and hard against her, his hands confident as he touched and teased.
“Cade… please.”
He palmed the swell of her hips and spread her thighs apart with his knees. “Since you asked so nicely this time…”
She felt the head of his cock probing her entrance and pushed back against him, too impatient to wait. Cade nuzzled her jaw, his breath warm on her cheek. “Not yet, babe. I want it to last.”
Dawn groaned and released the headboard, dropping her arms to the pillow in mock defeat. Her cheek pressed against the cool cotton and Cade smoothed a hand over her back, from her nape to her ass, a soothing yet possessive gesture that made her bones turn liquid.
“I like you like this.” His seductive whisper only served to inflame her desire. “You aren’t a submissive woman and yet you have the strength to give yourself to me.” He reached over the bed and pulled a condom from his jeans. He sheathed himself, then moved against her until his thighs were tight against her own.
“Gonna start slow,” he said. “I want you to think of nothing but how I feel inside you, filling your pussy with my cock.” He held her firm, one hand on her lower back and one on her hip as he stroked into her body, inch by inch, forcing everything from her mind but the helpless anticipation of the moment he was completely seated deep within her.
She had never enjoyed this position with Jimmy, always fearful of what was happening when she couldn’t see. He was never gentle with her, never cared about her pleasure. This was a position for cold, rough, sometimes brutal sex, where any sense of intimacy was lost. But Cade was totally focused on her, angling himself to hit her sweet spot, driving her crazy with the slow gentle friction of his thick cock inside her sex, covering her body with his own. She felt nothing but devastating pleasure, and a sense of connection she had never experienced before.
“You like my cock, babe?” He slid one hand over her hip to toy with her clit, and she squirmed beneath him.
“I love your cock. Give me more.” She pushed backward, taking him deeper, ripping a groan from his throat.
“Squeeze me.”
Driven by a relentless hunger and a desperate need for release, she tightened her inner muscles and rocked against him.
“Just like that.” He pulled out and thrust again, harder this time, while his hand continued to roam her body. He knew just how to touch her to keep her on edge, stoking her fire until she thought she would combust.
Unable to submit to his slow, controlled rhythm, she jerked back, trying to drive him deeper, but Cade held her firm, letting her know with every powerful stroke that he was in control.
“Take me.” He leaned over her, engulfing her body with his own, threading his fingers through hers on the mattress, a curiously intimate gesture that made her melt inside.
And then he gave her what he had promised. With a last brush of his lips across her nape, he slid his hands down her body, grabbed her hips, and gave it to her raw and rough and hard. A soft cry tore from her lips at the intense, erotic pleasure. She wanted this—needed it—every stroke of his cock erased memories of Jimmy, made her feel powerful, wanton, and so close to climax she shuddered in anticipation.
“Now. More.” She gasped the words and he twisted her hair through his hand, yanked up her hips, and drilled down into her center. Everything faded away. Fear. Shame. Pride. And the last of her inhibitions. She spread herself wider, opening herself completely to him, and he reached around and lightly pinched her clit.
“Let it go. For me.”
A low, guttural groan erupted from her throat as the climax engulfed her, sensation flooding her body in a molten wave of heat that left her raw and trembling.
Cade hammered into her, using her body for his pleasure while he drew out her orgasm, sending aftershocks rippling out to her fingers and toes. His shaft thickened when he climaxed, pulsed and throbbed against her swollen tissue. Pleasure sparked through her when he groaned.
Yes, it was sex, but there intimacy, too, something she had never had with Jimmy. And although it scared her, she couldn’t deny how right it felt to be here. Now. With him.
He collapsed on top of her, his chest slick with sweat against her back, his stubble prickling against her shoulder. Dawn melted beneath him, content to stay buried in his warmth.
“My beautiful girl.” He nuzzled her neck. “What is it about you that makes it impossible to stay away? From the moment we met, I had to have you. Every day after you left, I thought about you. And when I saw you again, I knew I would never let you go.”
