Page 87 of Beyond the Cut
She stiffened and he cupped her mound with his palm. “Trust me, sweetheart. Trust me to keep you safe.”
Dawn trembled against him. He could almost feel her internal struggle, and his heart pounded in his chest. He needed this. Needed her. If she trusted him, she wouldn’t walk away. Even after Mad Dog was dead.
“I trust you, Cade.” She softened against him and closed her eyes.
Sweeter words he had never heard.
Cade stilled, listening to the party in the background, the wind in the leaves, and the scurry of animals in the underbrush. He heard a car door slam, a gate creak, and the steady thud of bass from the speakers the prospect had set up outside. The air was warm, fragrant with the scent of rich spring earth and newly mowed grass.
“If I recall, you were touching yourself here.” He slid one hand into her bra and cupped his hand over her left breast. Her heart pounded against his arm as he fondled the soft flesh, rolling her nipple until she squirmed on his lap. “This is mine to touch, sweetheart.”
She moaned softly and her skin heated beneath his palm, her nipple tightening into a hard bud.
“Very nice. Now I get to play with the other one.” He switched hands and teased her right breast until her breaths came fast and shallow.
“You like a little danger with your sex, don’t you, babe?” He widened his legs and Dawn shuddered.
“I’m too… exposed.”
“Yes, you are. Anyone coming around the corner will be able to see your pretty pussy, open and ready for me.” He pressed his palm over her mound, resting two fingers on either side of her clit. He loved that she would do this with him; trust him, follow him where he led. And right now, with his cock rock-hard and pressed between her soft cheeks, he was leading to a quick release.
“You’re so wet.” He stroked her clit and moved his legs wider, spreading her even more. “I like having you open so I can play.”
She sucked in a sharp breath and her fingernails dug into his thighs. So close. He pinched her nipples and Dawn whimpered. One touch and he would send her over the edge, but he wanted to be there with her, feel her pussy ripple around him. “Up, sweetheart.” Hands on her hips, he lifted her and lowered her down over his cock. Her pussy clamped around him like a silken glove and he held her still and took a deep breath. The urge to thrust was almost overwhelming, but more than that, he wanted to drive her past her inhibitions, past the fear, to the point where she wanted nothing more than the pleasure he would give her.
Once he was seated deep inside her, he slid his finger over her engorged clit, breathing in the lingering scent of her perfume and the intoxicating aroma of arousal.
“More.” She wriggled on his lap and his cock pulsed, demanding release. Unable to hold back anymore, he shoved up her bra and teased her breast with one hand, while he slicked his finger through her wetness and worked his way up and around her clit. When her body went taut, he slid his thumb over her swollen nub.
He barely managed to get his hand over her mouth before she let out a satisfying scream. Her back arched and her head fell back against his shoulder. But when her pussy rippled around him, he couldn’t hold back. With a low groan, he scooped her up and lowered her down to the grass, barely getting her on all fours before succumbing to the urge to sink into her slick, tight heat. His balls ached, tight with the need for release. He grabbed her hips and pounded into her. Hard. Fast. Rough.
“Feels so good,” she murmured breathlessly as she moved her hips against him. “I want to feel you come.”
Cade yanked her against him, and came hard, every muscle in his body twitching as his cock pulsed against her inner walls. Her pussy tightened around him, drawing his orgasm out until he was totally and utterly spent.
He collapsed on top of her, twining his fingers through hers as he nuzzled the soft hair on the back of her neck.
“You did well.”
She gave a muffled snort. “Not a lot of skill involved in having a mind-blowing orgasm.”
“But it took a lot of courage to give me your trust after watching me fight, knowing how you feel about violence.” Every moment he spent with her, he discovered even more about her he liked. He wanted to peel back all her layers and find out what made her tick. He wanted to know every detail of her life, from what she ate for breakfast to the kind of friends she’d had as a kid. And he wanted to give her the kind of life she deserved—a life free of fear and pain and hardship. A life where he could see her smile.
Stay with me always, he wanted to say.
Trust me.
But this wasn’t the time. Not with Mad Dog still on the loose. So he sat back, pulled her into his arms, and held her until the party was over.
TWENTY-TWO
I will give my life for my brother as he would give his life for me.
SINNER’S TRIBE CREED
Cade didn’t show for the party.
Dawn rubbed her sweaty palms over her thighs before loading up her tray. Banks had been less than willing to hand over the keys to the bar. But once Jagger’s mind was set on something, there was no going back. He’d paid Banks five times the going rate and given his word he would make good any damage.
