by K. M. Scott
“Because I’m your best friend. Are you that drunk that you forgot?” I ask with a laugh.
“Fuck you. I’m going home. You around tomorrow? I’m working early, so I’ll be off by nighttime.”
I shake my head as I spread my arms. “All of this is what I get until Thursday. Then I’ll get to see Hailey.”
“That sucks. Too bad you don’t have a trust fund or something that would allow you to just relax and enjoy life,” Alex says, throwing his head back and laughing. When he finishes, he smiles. “That’s for busting my balls about Meadow. Now we’re even.”
“No, now it’s my turn to say fuck you. Stop over Wednesday afternoon, if you aren’t busy chopping every carrot in the known world. We can go out on the water for a few hours before I have to put the ball and chain on and come back here.”
Alex slaps me on the shoulder. “Will do. Have a good one.”
And with that, the most interesting part of my workday walks out, leaving me with a handful of customers in need of more booze. Too bad I don’t have one of those handy, dandy trust funds.
Chapter Thirteen
Hailey
Even though Cade and I talked every day and he made sure to explain that nothing was wrong on Tuesday when he called, Thursday night couldn’t come fast enough for me. After all my experimenting, I have five desserts I love and hope will wow Brooke Dunning on Friday.
Except for the fact that I haven’t heard from her yet, and it’s already four o’clock on the day before.
Did she change her mind? Or maybe she decided the apple tarts she had last week really weren’t that good. They could have been better. I went a little too heavy with the cinnamon. Or maybe she doesn’t want to do extra spin classes. I couldn’t blame her for that. Just the thought of them makes me grimace in pain.
All of this races through my head as I wait for Cade to return from the kitchen with a drink. By the time he walks into the living room, my panicked thoughts have made my stomach twist into knots and my mouth feels like someone has sucked all the moisture out, leaving nothing but a dried up husk for my tongue.
Definitely not the way I wanted our first night together all week to go.
“You look like something’s wrong. What happened in the time between me going to get you a drink and now?” he asks as he sits down next to me on the couch and sets my glass on the coffee table in front of us.
“Nothing. Just my normal worrying. I still haven’t heard from Brooke Dunning. Do you think she changed her mind?” I ask and then lean forward to grab my drink.
The cool water feels so good when it hits my tongue, and I hope it does wonders for my upset stomach. What would help is if I wouldn’t get stressed out over this.
“No, I don’t think she changed her mind,” Cade says with a sweet smile. “I bet she’s just been busy.”
I don’t know if I believe that, but it doesn’t matter. The more I keep thinking about tomorrow, the more freaked out I get. Either she’s forgotten or changed her mind, which would make me feel terrible, or everything’s fine and I’ll hear from her tonight about what time to go to her hotel tomorrow, which will make me feel even more nervous.
“Tonight might not have been a good idea. I don’t think I’m going to be very good company.”
Talk about an understatement.
“No way. I have something good planned, and you watch. You’re going to love it and be so relaxed that you’ll stop worrying about tomorrow. Just sit back and unwind. Tonight is all about you.”
Cade’s trying to be helpful, but I’m worried if all the focus is on me tonight, then I’ll have nothing to occupy my mind and I’ll keep stressing out about this thing with Brooke. What I need is to focus my mind on something else entirely.
“I think it might be better if it was all about you, to be honest. Then I’d be able to get my mind off what’s troubling me,” I confess, hoping I’m not ruining his plans.
His mouth turns up in a wicked smile that makes him look so incredibly sexy. “Well, that could work too with what I have planned.”
Cade slides his hand up my thigh and leans in to kiss me. “We can take turns, or the first part of the night can be all about you and then the next part can be all about me. Whatever you like. It’s your call.”
As his fingers slowly creep up my leg, I feel the familiar ache I’ve carried with me all week since I was with him last. “Did you plan to just have sex all night?”
He stops his hand and looks up at me, all worried. “Sort of. We could do something else too, though. Whatever you want.”
The way he says that sounds so sincere and almost innocent that I giggle. I don’t have a problem with him wanting to spend all night in bed. The last thing I want to do is go out tonight and be around people when I’ve missed him so much all week.
“I’m not really hungry right now. Not for food, anyway. And I don’t really want to go out.”
His smile returns, lighting up his dark eyes. “Good. So do we focus on you first or me?”
“Your choice.”
Gently, he pushes me back on the couch and settles in between my legs. Looking up, he watches me as he pushes my sundress up over my hips and then inches my panties down.
“This was all I could think about last night. Just lay back and let me give you something good to take your mind off everything.”
He tosses my underwear behind him and pushes my legs open, his palms pressing my thighs out so I’m completely exposed to him. That ache in my belly I’ve had all week grows stronger now, and I can barely wait to feel his mouth on me.
Cade stops just before his mouth touches my pussy, and his warm breath teases what’s about to happen. Desperate for his tongue to flick against my excited skin, I lift my hips, but he pushes me back down onto the couch.
“Somebody can’t wait. I love it,” he whispers so close to my pussy that each word thrills me.
“Please…” I murmur, unable to get more than just that word out as every bit of my brain focuses on the moment when he’ll finally touch me.
Instead of pressing that beautiful mouth of his to me, he runs his fingertip up my wet slit until he reaches my clit. “Patience. I’m supposed to be taking your mind off your worries.”
I look down at him and smile. “Trust me. You are. Now all I can think about is how much I want you to use that perfect tongue to get me off.”
“Since it’s your turn first, your wish is my command, my lady,” he says as he stares up at me with those dark brown eyes so sensual and mischievous.
And then I finally feel what I’ve waited for, and it’s like heaven.
His tongue drags over my delicate skin, exciting every inch it touches on its way to the bundle of nerves needy for attention, and when he flicks the tip of his tongue against it, my eyes roll back in my head it feels so damn good. Cade gently sucks my clit into his mouth and presses his fingertips into my thighs, marking the flesh so I’ll probably have faint bruises for days to remind me of how much I enjoyed this.
He lets out a tiny, satisfied hum against me that races straight to the center of my being. Arching my back, I press my pussy to his mouth, dying for all he can give me. He devours it, like a famished man with his favorite food after too long denied it. I stuff my hands into his dark hair and hold him to me as I rock my hips back and forth.
Cade rides each movement of my body, his hands holding me tightly enough that he controls every part of this for me, even if he lets me move to feel as much as I can. I whimper with each lap of his tongue up my slit and cry out softly when he sucks my clit between his lips. He sets a tempo each time—slow up and then suck. Over and over, and I wait for each part to follow the other.
Just when I think I can’t take another moment of the sweet agony, he changes things up. Sliding a finger inside me, he begins to fuck me, hooking his fingertip just right so it touches that spot that makes hints of colors shatter behind my eyes. When he slides a second finger in and sucks my clit into his mouth, that’s all it
takes. What look like fireworks explode in my closed eyes, and I moan loudly enough that his neighbors have to be able to hear.
“Oh, God! Yes…yes…right there. God, don’t stop…” I beg, and Cade’s happy to keep giving me every last lick I need.
When the last tremor of my release finally subsides, he lifts his head and licks his lips. His mouth shines with my juices, and he gives me a satisfied grin like he’s the one who just got off.
“That’s a nice start to the night, don’t you think?” he asks as he sits back on his heels looking like a conqueror who’s taken some prized territory for his own.
“Definitely,” I say in a dreamy voice.
I can’t seem to put together a full sentence to tell him how utterly incredible he just made me feel. Stretching my legs, I feel a phantom quake from my orgasm, and I press my thighs together to make it last.
“I fucking love how you are when I do that,” Cade says.
Hovering over me, he leans down and gently kisses my lips. I taste myself on them and run my tongue along my bottom lip. “I love how you do that, so it works out well.”
He sits down on the couch at my feet and unzips his pants to take his cock out. Already rock hard, it stands up straight, and he gives it a few tugs before turning to look over at me with pure need in his eyes.
“Change of plans. I want that beautiful mouth on me. Now.”
Cade pushes the coffee table back with his foot, making way for me to sit in front of him. I think about straddling his hips and moving things along to the next phase of the night for a moment, but I lower to my knees instead. He wants me to suck his cock, and after the release he just gave me, I’d say yes to anything the man asked at this moment.
I wrap my fingers around the base while he opens his pants to give me all the room I need. He didn’t wear any underwear tonight, a sign he had planned for us to spend all night in bed. No matter. They’d just get in the way now.
My gaze locked on his, I give the underside of his cock a long lick from balls to head. His eyes go cloudy and even darker, if that’s possible, like just the simple act of my tongue on his flesh changes him.
His silky soft skin tastes faintly salty, and when I take the head into my mouth, that flavor increases. He’s large and forces my jaw to open more so I feel a twinge of pain, but I push it away. I want to make him feel like he just did for me.
Cade lets out a throaty moan and stuffs his hand into my hair, tightening his fingers in the strands so tiny licks of pain dance across my scalp. It’s something that excites me instead of hurting me, and I respond by slowly lowering my head to take more of him into my mouth.
He’s patient for a minute or so as I gradually ease his cock inside me, but that tolerance gives out about halfway down and his hand pushes me the rest of the way. He bumps up against the back of my throat, and I can’t stop myself from gagging and moving away from him.
Above me, he says in a faraway voice, “Take all of it, baby. Let me see you take all of it.”
God, he’s so sensual that I want to do just that, so I relax and ease every last inch of his cock inside my mouth until the head touches the back of my throat again. This time, I don’t gag, and he lets out a passionate moan that sounds like it comes from the depths of his soul.
“Fuck, Hailey. That feels so good. Don’t stop.”
I slide my mouth up his shaft and then dip down again, this time faster and harder so I slam down on him. Looking up at him, I see him watching me with rapt attention, like my sucking his cock is all he’s ever wanted to see in his life.
Scratching my fingernails over the skin between his hips, I bob my head up and down, finding a rhythm that excites me. If he touched between my legs, Cade would find me drenched. I want to make him come like he did for me, and just the thought that I can thrills me so I run wet.
His hold on my hair tightens a minute later, and I sense he’s getting close. He pushes my head down on him, groaning softly when I swipe my tongue over his balls when I reach the base of his cock. When I think he might be just seconds away from coming, I suck harder, my heart slamming in my chest, and a moment later, he floods my mouth with everything he has.
After he finishes, I sit back and smile up at him. He looks down at me through half-lidded eyes, so utterly sexy and satisfied that I have to stop myself from going down on him again.
“Fuck. I’m not sure I can move now,” he says with a smile.
I slide my hands up his thighs and take a deep breath, ready to climb on top of him and feel him fill me up. “No need for you to move.”
Straddling his hips, I kiss him on the mouth and whisper against his lips, “You have no idea how excited that got me.”
Cade cups my ass and squeezes, dragging my pussy the full length of his cock. “I think I do,” he says with a chuckle.
Chapter Fourteen
Cade
Damn, she’s so fucking wet against me that my strength suddenly comes roaring back. A minute ago, I wasn’t sure my legs would even work, but knowing how much sucking my cock excited her has given me a second wind I thought I’d have to wait at least a few minutes for.
But I don’t want to just sit here and watch Hailey ride me tonight. No, this night is about taking her mind off everything but us, so it calls for something more.
I lift the bottom of her dress and say, “Time for this to come off.”
Hailey gives me a confused look but raises her arms to help me slip the dress over her head. Underneath, she’s naked, which is perfect for what I want to do next.
After I give her nipples a suck and pull her mouth down to mine to kiss her long and deep, I give her a little tap on the ass. “Up and onto the couch.”
That gets me yet another confused look, but she doesn’t ask what I have planned and stands up off me. I watch her sit down where I’d just been and shake my head.
“Turn around and on your knees. Hold onto the back of the couch,” I say with a wink.
“Oh. Okay.”
She does as I order, and I give my cock a few hard tugs looking at how beautiful she looks bent over and waiting for me to fuck her from behind. Leaning down, I press a tiny kiss to the middle of her back and make my way down to the base of her spine. Hailey arches her back with each kiss, a sign she’s as eager as I am to get down to business.
I grip the base of my cock and aim it for her cunt while my other hand grabs her hair and pulls her head back. With one hard thrust, I bury myself in her and say low in her ear, “Ready?”
She whimpers her answer, and I pull out of her so just the head is still inside. Then I push my hips forward and fill her completely again as I tighten my hold in her hair.
Her cunt is wet and perfect around my cock. “That’s it. This feels so fucking good.”
Hailey says something, but I can’t understand because her mouth is pressed against a cushion. I begin fucking her in earnest, watching how beautiful her body looks when my cock disappears into her perfect cunt. Her hands grip the back of the couch until her knuckles turn white, but she doesn’t want me to stop any more than I want to.
I sink my fingers into her hips and fuck her hard, loving how she reacts. Hailey moans, and I swear my cock swells inside her so her body grips me tightly. It’s like she was made for me and only me, and I can’t get enough of her.
“Cade, I’m slipping..” she says, and I look down to see her knees coming off the couch.
“Don’t worry. I got you.”
Hooking my arm under her stomach, I lift her and move her forward so she’s back on the cushion. She turns to look back and me, and I see her teeth sink into her bottom lip. Fuck, she looks sexier than I think I can handle.
A few strokes more into her and I feel her cunt tighten around me. Her hands curl into tight fists, and she lowers her head so the angle changes for us. This position feels even better, and a second later, she screams my name as she comes hard on my cock.
It only takes a few more thrusts and I’m right there with her as he
r body milks me to release. I rear back and sink into her one last time before it feels like the top of my head is going to blow off. I see her press her palms against the back of the couch to push back against me, and then I’m lost.
I collapse on top of her and we both fall to the couch, exhausted and satisfied out of our minds. Breathless, she and I search for air, panting after the best sex I’ve ever had.
“You okay under there? I’m not crushing you, am I?” I whisper in her ear and then kiss her neck softly.
She turns her head and through a curtain of hair, I see her smile. “This time, I definitely can’t walk. I think I’m boneless.”
I don’t know why, but all I can think of when she says that is chicken. Chuckling, I kiss her again. “That was incredible.”
As I sit up, she rolls over and looks at me oddly. “Then why are you laughing?”
She’s so beautiful lying there that I hesitate to ruin the mood with something stupid, but I tell her the truth. “Because when you said you were boneless, I thought of chicken.”
Hailey’s expression twists into one of disbelief, but then she sits up and laughs. “Super hot sex makes you think of chicken? Thank God you have a big dick or I’d have to think twice about sleeping with you again.”
“Well, thank God for small favors.”
Leaning over, she kisses me. “Big favors, honey. Big favors.”
As we sit there after incredible sex, in each other’s arms while we try to catch our breath, I think about how many women I could never have that conversation with. They’d take it personally or think it was dumb. They might even get their feelings hurt by my laughing and not accept anything I say after that.
Hailey’s different, though. Different from every other woman I’ve ever known. I like being able to laugh with her while we’re lying naked next to one another.
“Why so quiet? Thinking about getting something to eat? Boneless wings, maybe?” she asks with a cute little giggle.
I pull her to me and smile at how comfortable it feels to be with her. “Actually, I was just thinking that I like that we can be this way together.”