Page 37 of Anger Bang
Chapter Fifteen
Thank fucking God, she reached for the hem of her T-shirt and in one smooth motion pulled it off. Her bra went next, and Kade offered up a silent thank-you to the fates, the universe, and all the gods for that as he fisted his hands to keep from reaching out.
He wasn’t just skating along the edge of his control—he was barely holding on. Fuck the bullshit experiment they were playing at. He had to have her.
The smart money bet was that he would make it about another five seconds before he fell straight off—happily—into oblivion. And when she looked at him like that? As if she was about to lose her damn mind along with him? He wasn’t sure there was anything better.
She was soft and sweet enough to eat—something it felt like he’d waited forever to do.
The instant her fingers went to the waistband of her leggings, he held his breath. When she shimmied the stretchy material down over her full hips, his knees almost buckled. By the time she kicked them off and stood there without a single stitch on, he let out his breath in a harsh muttered curse of appreciation as he looked her up and down. Then he looked some more, memorizing the curve of her tits, the way her pale pink nipples puckered, the small watercolor Pterodactylus tattooed above her right knee, and the span of her strong thighs that drew his attention up to her pussy.
He’d waited as long as he could. Fast it was.
Closing the distance between them in two strides, he cupped the back of her head with one hand and tilted her face up. Her lush mouth was only inches from his, so tempting, so fucking perfect. But instead, he brushed his thumb across her bottom lip, not hard but rough enough to push it sideways before dipping his thumb inside. Keeping eye contact, she sucked on it, swirling her tongue around the end and giving him a million dirty ideas.
“Fuck, Thea.”
She shot him a sassy smirk. “Please and thank you.”
He slipped her glasses off and put them on the built-in desk by the door. “You’re a real smart-ass when you want to be.”
“Only around you,” she said, her voice breathy.
He glided his finger down the length of her neck, relishing her shiver of pleasure in response. “So I’m the lucky one, huh?”
“I won’t argue with that.”
He barked out a laugh. “Me either.”
Then he scooped her up and tossed her over his shoulder, smacking her juicy ass for good measure.
She let out a squawk and then laughed. “You’ll pay for that.”
“I don’t doubt it.”
He tossed her down onto the bed, careful enough that the pillows barely moved. Before she had a chance to recover, though, he had one of her ankles in each hand and pulled her down to the end of the bed so her ass was right on the edge. He sank to his knees and spread her legs, keeping his hands on her thighs. Then he feasted, licking, sucking, and teasing her folds swollen with desire and so damn wet for him.
She fisted the sheets as he ate her up, begging him to speed up and slow down and do that again and please oh God please yes. He followed every direction, circling her clit with his tongue, sucking on it and pressing his thumb against it in a pulsing beat as he slid two fingers inside her. She tightened around him as he twisted them and rubbed that spot right inside her entrance that made her groan and issue incoherent pleas—for what, he had no idea but he did his best to give her anyway. He continued to tease and tempt and take her closer and closer until she cried out his name. She came hard enough that her thighs clamped down on his head, holding him in place as if there was anywhere else in the world he wanted to be. He sucked her clit one last time as her legs went slack and then moved up to the bed, leaning over her as she caught her breath.
His mouth still slick with her, he kissed his way up her body over her soft belly and up to her round tits. God, this woman. He could spend the rest of the week in bed with her, just kissing and licking and touching every bit of her. The sounds she made when he rolled her hard nipple between his forefinger and thumb made his cock fucking ache. He continued to touch her everywhere he could, the curve of her hip, the line of her shoulders, the dip of her waist, the soft roundness of her belly. He couldn’t get enough, but he forced himself to stand up and step back from the bed.
He pulled his wallet out of his pants and took out a condom. “Just say the word and we’re done now.”
Still on her back, she propped herself up on her elbows, looking him straight on. “More, please.”
“Thank fuck.” He tossed his wallet onto the bedside table and made quick work of his shoes and jeans.
Condom in hand, he paused, looking at the perfection that was Thea Pope naked and spread out on his bed. Her legs were splayed, her inner thighs rubbed red from the scratch of his short beard, and she had the languid look of a woman who was still coming down from her orgasm. He wrapped his free hand around his hard cock and gave it a few strokes as he looked his fill, as if that was possible. Then his gaze caught hers and she smiled at him, slow and satisfied.
It was the kind of sight that stayed with a man, and he had no doubt that when he closed his eyes a week, a year, a lifetime from now, he’d be able to picture her just like this.
“Kade,” she said as she glided her fingertips from the base of her throat to the valley between her tits. “Stop looking and fuck me.”
She said it with just enough teasing sass that he couldn’t help but smile. Other people might look at her and see the shy paleontologist, but he knew there was so much more to her than that.
“Yes, ma’am,” he said with a wink as he tore open the wrapper and then rolled the condom on.
His whole body was one live wire when he sat down on the edge of the bed. He had every intention of wrapping Thea’s legs around him and burying himself inside of her, but she had other plans. She pushed him back until his head hit the pillow and then straddled him. Planting her hands on his shoulders, she positioned herself above his straining cock and stayed there.
