by Sophia Gray
I swallowed hard. Now that we were alone, it was hard to think of things to talk about.
“I’m glad to see you,” I said as softly as I could in the loud air. Cade grinned. We were sitting on black wooden crates, propped up as chairs. To the side of us, couples were talking and smoking and kissing, all of them seeming more intimate than I felt with Cade. Even in my new miniskirt, I still felt like a complete dork. I was shocked when Cade let his eyes travel up and down my body.
“You’re different,” Cade commented. He grinned at me and I shivered again. Was this what it felt like to experience lust? Desire? Arousal? Cade inspired all three of those, and more, inside of me.
“I hope that’s not a bad thing,” I said softly.
Cade smirked. “No way,” he said. “You look like you’re having fun. I’m glad for you. You deserve fun.” He winked.
“What have you been up to?” I cringed after the words were out of my mouth, realizing that I didn’t exactly want to know. After all, based on what Kimmy had told me, Cade could have spent each night since I’d seen him with a different woman. Or dealing drugs. Or both.
“Not much,” Cade said. He smirked at me. “Nothing as exciting as pre-med, I’m sure.”
I shook my head. “My classes are so boring this semester,” I whined. “I just wish it was over. I wanna be in med school already.”
“I feel like you probably have a pretty good handle on being a doctor,” Cade said smoothly. I blushed at the compliment. “I mean, it can’t be hard. Especially not for someone as smart as you.”
“It’s actually really hard,” I admitted, grimacing in the process. “I mean, it’s worth it. But it’s a valid excuse for, you know, not really having a life before this.”
Cade laughed. “Not even,” he said with a wink. “I think your parents kept you locked up because they knew you’d be beating off men with a stick. Someone as pretty as you?”
I bit my lip and blushed even harder. “You can’t think that,” I said softly. “Not compared to women like Kimmy. I feel like a little kid next to her.”
“Hey,” Cade said. He put his hand under my chin and tilted my face up so I was looking right into his deep blue eyes. I shivered at the combination of his warm, confident touch and his serious gaze. It felt intimate, like we were the only two people in the world. “Don’t compare yourself to her. You’re a different kind of girl. That’s a good thing,” he said. “I’m sick of girls like her acting like they know everything all the goddamn time. You probably do know everything, but you don’t go around showing off all the fuckin’ time.”
I blushed at hearing curses roll off his tongue. Still, what he said felt good. I was never the kind of person to need validation from others. But all of a sudden, it was like I couldn’t go thirty seconds without wanting to hear Cade compliment or stare at me in the intense way that he had.
I was worried that I was falling in love with him. And just what would happen then? Would I become one of those women, like Kimmy and the other girls around me in the club? Or would I manage to stay the same as I’d always been?
“Hey,” Cade said.
I looked up and he caught me face, bringing me close and kissing me hard. I closed my eyes, not even caring that we were in public. Wrapping my arms around him, I pulled him close as his tongue slipped between my lips. My nipples began to tingle and something between my legs felt slippery and hot, like I needed to adjust my panties.
When we broke apart, I blushed and moaned softly. Cade stared into my eyes and licked his lips. “Come on,” he said after a moment, reaching for my hand and curling his fingers between mine. The simple touch felt incredibly good. I was ready to follow him away.
With my heart pounding and the alcohol beating a sexy, rhythmic beat in my brain, I stood up with Cade. He pulled me towards the back of the club. I thought he was going to try to hide in the crush of bodies, but instead he pulled me through a back door. I almost didn’t see it at first since it was painted matte black like the rest of the club. But Cade seemed to know his way around. We were standing in an alley. It had begun to drizzle lightly, but it felt good in the hot, September evening.
Cade pulled me close and kissed him. I was vaguely aware of his hands on my body, running down my sides and snaking around to squeeze my butt. As we kissed, Cade shoved me backward and I landed against a brick wall. Instantly, Cade was on me, kissing me hard and pressing me back into the bricks. The pressure of being tightly held between his taut, muscular body and the hot brick wall was incredibly arousing and I moaned, wrapping my legs around his waist and letting him hold me there. Cade’s tongue snaked around my mouth, licking at my tongue as he sucked on my lower lip. My skin felt hot and itchy everywhere at once, like I’d need a thousand hands to scratch the desire. Cade grabbed my wrists and held them over my head with one hand, holding me high in the air and shoving his pelvis against mine. My denim skirt was inching up my thighs and the feel of his jeans between my bare legs was making me shiver. My lower belly was pulsing with want and lust as we kissed, so hard that I thought our heads would merge.
“Vanessa,” Cade groaned in my ear. The sensation of his hot breath against my skin was incredible and I shuddered again as a chill ran down my spine. “I want you,” Cade whispered. When I felt his tongue caress my earlobe, I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him close. There was a definite bulge in his pants that was pressing against the crotch of my panties and it was everything I could do not to reach down and slide the fabric to the side.
I swallowed hard as we broke the kiss. Cade’s eyes in the low light were shining with a wanton lust and intense desire for me. He let my arms down and I wrapped them around his neck, burying my face in his shoulder. He smelled incredible, like musk and something spicy. His chest was bulky under his t-shirt, and I ran my hands over his muscular shoulders and back. As he moved his body against mine, I shivered to feel his muscles rippling under my hands. I don’t have to worry about falling in love with him. I already am in love with him. The realization scared me, but instead of making me want to pull away, it just made me want him even more.
Cade nuzzled me and I closed my eyes, tilting my head up and back against the brick wall. He began kissing a line down my neck and collarbone, where Kimmy had unbuttoned my blouse. I moaned as I felt his teeth sink into the soft flesh. Mark me, bite me, let everyone know that I’m yours, I thought lustily. The sensations rocketing through my body were incredible, like nothing I’d ever felt before. I couldn’t believe that we were about to have sex. It didn’t feel like anything had felt with Calvin, it felt so much better. I suddenly understood what all the fuss was about.
Cade’s hands deftly unbuttoned my blouse. For a moment, I wanted to stop him. Then I realized that I didn’t want that after all. When it was unfastened, I shrugged my shoulders and let it fall to the ground. I was wearing a white cotton bra and Cade ran his hands over my breasts, sending a host of new sensations through my body. Despite his hulking size, his touch on my body was feather-light and I moaned, arching my back as he cupped my breasts in each hand. I wanted him to touch my bare skin, everywhere, everything on my whole body. Leaning forward, I unclasped my bra and tossed it to the side. Cade grinned.
“You’re stunning,” Cade said as he lowered his face to my breasts. At the first touch of his tongue on my nipple, I cried out. Cade swirled his tongue over my breasts and sending me over the edge of pleasure. He stroked my other breast with his hand, rolling my nipple between his fingers until it was stiff and hard and throbbing. I groaned as Cade gently scraped his teeth along my nipple.
Roughly, he spread my legs with his knee and shoved his thigh against the crotch of my panties. It felt strange and I shifted my hips. Then, it felt amazing. I closed my eyes and moaned. Cade moved his thigh against my crotch again and I shivered and ground against his muscular leg. I could feel that I was soaking wet, the crotch of my panties clinging to my skin.
“Touch me,” I moaned loudly, throwing my head back. C
ade took his fingers away from my nipple and I cried out. As he slid his hand down my belly and over my hiked-up miniskirt, I shivered. He was really going to do it. I squirmed and moaned as his fingers slid over the cotton fabric of my panties. Wriggling my hips, I leaned back against the wall and spread my legs as widely as I could. Cade grinned.
“You’re so hot,” he said. He leaned down and kissed me as he slipped his fingers inside the waistband of my panties. I felt his fingers gently tugging my pubic hair and an electric thrill went through me. I squirmed against his wrist, wanting his hand lower, closer to me. Slowly, in tiny increments, Cade slipped his fingers close to my crotch. I moaned softly as he slid a finger inside me.
“Cade,” I moaned, throwing my head back. “I want you.”
Cade grinned. “You’re gonna have to wait, you little slut,” he whispered into my ear. The words sent a shocking thrill through me. “You’re a bad girl, Vanessa,” Cade whispered. “You’re a bad, bad girl.”
I’d always thought that dirty talk sounded silly, but hearing the words come from his mouth sent my arousal to staggering new heights. When his thumb brushed over my clit, I almost screamed. It felt so good that I thought I was going to die. It felt like the center of my body was radiating pleasure and pulsing with white-hot lust.
There was a slight ripping sound in the air as Cade ripped my panties away from my crotch. The hot night air felt cool against my damp skin and when I realized I was practically naked, save for my skirt, I blushed hard. Cade locked eyes with me as he unbuckled his belt and let his jeans drop to the ground. His cock was rock hard, tenting the front of his black boxers. Cautiously, I reached out.
“I want to touch you,” I said softly.
Cade raised his eyebrows at me and I blushed. As I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and gently moved my hand up and down, Cade groaned. His cock was hot and hard and seemed to pulse in my hand, sending an electric thrill through my body with each stroke. Even though I was pleasuring him, it felt better than I thought it would, almost like I could feel my own touch. Cade began to rub my clit faster and faster and I moaned softly. I wanted him so badly. Tugging at his boxers, I pulled them down his hips and watched as his cock bobbed free. It was thick and veiny and hard. I shuddered, imagining how it would feel as he slid inside of me for the first time.
Cade licked his lips and stared at me. “You are good enough to eat,” he murmured, stepping closer and wrapping my legs around his waist. When I felt the head of his cock push against me, I moaned and thrust my hips forward. Cade’s cock buried itself inside of me, sending pleasurable thrills through my whole body. I groaned as he pumped his hips faster and faster. With each thrust, I felt a shockwave of lust and arousal. Sweat began to bead on Cade’s body and he pushed me against the brick wall. Leaning forward, I pressed my lips against Cade’s, tasting his breath. He was so delicious, I wanted to curl up and disappear inside of him forever. The sensation of his cock slamming into my body was earth-shatteringly good and I had to break the kiss and let out a howling moan that echoed on the brick walls of the alley.
Our sweaty bodies moved together in a frantic tandem rhythm and a pulsing core of pleasure began to throb in my lower belly. I felt like I was going to explode and I wrapped my arms around Cade’s neck and frantically began humping him as fast as I could. If I held my breath, the feeling of pleasure got stronger and stronger.
“God,” Cade breathed into my ear. The feel of his hot whisper against my skin was almost too much and I shuddered, rubbing my crotch against his pubic bone. Each time he slammed into me with more force than before and I groaned as the hot feeling spread through each of my cells, every nerve, every pore on my body. I was throbbing with pleasure for Cade. As his muscles bunched and tightened against my body, I yelped and cried out.
Then, he stopped. Cade grinned at me and leaned down to kiss me gently. His cock was buried deep inside my pussy and I moaned softly, wriggling my hips and trying to get him to move against me. Instead, he grinned at me.
“I like seeing you work to come, baby,” Cade said. “You wanna come for me?”
I whimpered and nodded. Cade slid a hand between our bodies and fondled my clit with this thumb. It felt so good that I cried out. Tears came to my eyes and I blushed hotly as Cade stared deep in my eyes while rubbing my most sensitive area.
“Please,” I whimpered. “Please fuck me, Cade.”
“Please fuck me, sir,” Cade said in an icy voice.
A shiver of lust went through my body. “Please fuck me, sir,” I begged. “Please. Please!”
“As you wish.” Cade roughly stroked my clit and began to pump his hips against mine, thrusting his cock in and out of my body. The orgasm hit me like a train and for a moment, I could barely breathe as my body began to convulse with the most intense pleasure that I’d ever felt. I could feel my pussy gripping Cade’s cock and pulsing hard as the orgasm tore through my body, making me feel like I’d just fallen into a pool of icy water. My movements must have set Cade off and he groaned and slammed his body against mine, his cock vibrating and twitching inside of me.
We stayed locked together like that, catching our breath. Panting, I looked at Cade. He was damp and shiny with sweat but his eyes were still glowing and I knew that he’d finished hard.
“That was amazing,” I said softly as Cade pulled away.
He grinned at me, holding up my ruined panties. “Sorry about these,” Cade said. He snorted, tossing them into a dumpster.
“I don’t mind.” I blushed as I reached for my blouse, pulling it on and buttoning it up with shaky fingers. “That was incredible.”
Cade winked at me. “You saying you want another round?”
I laughed. My legs were unsteady and sore and I didn’t think I could stand much longer, much less have sex with Cade again. At least not right now.
“Come on,” Cade said. “Let’s get out of here.” Once we were dressed, he took me by the hand and pulled me away from the club. When I realized he was scowling, I looked behind us.
Bruno, the blonde guy who’d tried talking to me at the bar, was standing there watching us.
“What’s wrong?”
Cade sighed heavily. “Nothing,” he said. “Don’t worry about it. Let’s just go.”
Chapter Ten
Cade
I couldn’t believe I’d fucked Vanessa. She’d been incredible. She was exactly the little hellcat I knew she’d be, and I could tell that she’d loved every single second of being dominated. The scent of her pussy musk on my fingers was almost too much to handle. Even though I was spent, as soon as I smelled it, I was rock hard again.
Vanessa followed me and we got on my bike.
“We can go to my place,” Vanessa said shyly. She wrapped her arms around my waist and pulled me close. “I don’t know if Kimmy’s coming home tonight. She usually stays out pretty late.”
I grinned. My bike felt like a real hog tonight—I loved the feeling of a chick riding behind me with her arms wrapped around my waist. Plus, Vanessa’s skirt hiked up as her thighs spread to accommodate the bike. Her pale white thighs sent another powerful shiver of lust through my body and I patted the soft skin as I drove us towards Vanessa and Kimmy’s apartment.
“Nice place,” I said.
Vanessa nodded as we stepped inside. “It’s all Kimmy’s doing,” Vanessa said softly. “I didn’t have anything to do with the decorations. I moved in after she’d done everything.”
“I bet I can tell which room is yours,” I said with a smirk. Sure enough, Vanessa’s room had a twin bed with a floral bedspread and pastel colors everywhere. Laying down on the bed, I kicked off my boots and gestured for her to lie down. Vanessa curled up next to me and wrapped her arm around my chest. I pulled the folded blanket at the foot of the bed over us both and closed my eyes.
I never spent the night with a chick after fucking her. That just wasn’t something I did, it wasn’t part of my DNA. But with Vanessa, I couldn’t get enough of her. I
t was like I wanted her by my side all the time.
She drifted off to sleep in a matter of minutes and I stroked her soft brown hair, inhaling the sweet scent of cinnamon and flowers. Even though she’d been inside the smoky club, she didn’t smell bad at all.
Thinking of the club soured my good mood. I remembered Bruno, how he’d looked at me as I left with Vanessa. Like he knew I was dealing X in his club. Shit. I probably shouldn’t have done that. But it was too late now, I couldn’t change a damn thing.
Vanessa began to snore lightly and I pulled the blanket over her shoulders. In sleep, her face was troubled. I wondered if she was having nightmares. I couldn’t imagine what on earth Vanessa possibly had to worry about, maybe aside from her parents.
I frowned. If she got involved with me, she was going to have a lot more shit to worry about. A lot more nightmares. I watched as her face twitched in her sleep. Suddenly, a protective instinct came over me. I never wanted to let her go, or out of my sight. I wanted a relationship with her. She’d been one of the best fucks I’d ever had, and I had a feeling that she’d be even better when she came out of her shell a little bit.