Whisper of Love

by Melanie Shawn

  He slid his hand smoothly down between her legs. His knuckles brushed her inner thighs and her muscles trembled like leaves in the wind. Before he reached the apex of her legs, he could feel heat radiating from her core. Lightly, he began to trace the folds of her skin, moving methodically up and down her seam. He rubbed her juices over her lips, massaging her intimately. Making sure to increase the pressure at the base of her opening. All the while, his thumb teased her clit. His dick pulsed painfully as she squirmed under his attentive motions.

  An eager gasp filled the air as she angled her hips up, pushing for even closer contact between them. He repeated his movements, drawing out increasingly frantic moans and whimpers from Ali.

  Kade studied her face, her movements, and her voice. He looked for small clues that would tell him when he was hitting the spots that were particularly effective at ramping up her pleasure. Soon, she was writhing underneath his hand as he stimulated her most sensitive pressure points and reduced her to a trembling mass of jelly, her muscles shaking and twitching uncontrollably.

  With measured control, he kept the rhythm of his touch steady as she gave herself over to her release. He watched as the throes of passion overtook her and he lost himself in her. She was mesmerizing. Her body, her soul, her wetness, her warmth. Everything about her was so fascinating, and it all worked to pull him in, hypnotizing him.

  When her limbs went limp, she opened her eyes and they locked with his. He held her golden gaze. As they stared into one another’s eyes something ignited in her. She sat up suddenly, a fire in her eyes that he hadn’t seen before. There was a frenetic energy about her as her fingers reached for his jeans and pulled at the button and zipper.

  His body was primed, ready, and about to explode from the hot foreplay they’d just engaged in. Seeing her frenzied movements and feeling the sensation of her clumsy touch through his jeans only amped the arousal that was coursing through him. Once again, he covered her hands with his, stilling them to get himself under control so he didn’t pop before they’d even gotten to the good stuff.

  He set her hands aside and stood to unbutton his jeans. His heart was galloping like a herd of wild horses as he slowly unzipped his jeans and pushed them down until they hit the floor. He stepped out of them and kicked off his shoes. The only sounds in the room were their heavy breaths as he turned to face her, his fingers wrapped around his shaft.

  Her amber gaze lifted to meet his. Her cheeks flushed and her eyes burned like hot coals as she licked her lips. It was a slow movement, made all the more sexy by virtue of the fact that she clearly wasn’t intending it to be. It was just Ali, being so sexy in her natural, everyday movements that she had him in a perpetual state of half-chub. Or, like in the current moment, full-fledged, throbbing hard on.

  His erection jutted up proudly like a flagpole on territories that had just been claimed. Except this time, he wasn’t doing the claiming. Ali reached out and took him in her own hands, and he moved his hand to her hair. Her fingers traced slow strokes up and down his shaft. Her movements sent shudders racing through his entire body. He focused all of his concentration on maintaining his control.

  He let his head fall back and focused on the sensations. Every movement of her hands, every slight stroke over his sensitive dick, sent a new wave of pleasure through him. And with every new wave, he felt a little more lightheaded and a little less connected to reality.

  Then, she upped the ante by fixing her lips around his tip and swirling her tongue. It was methodical, and the pressure was perfect. She sucked him, licked him, and stroked him like she was making love to him. Fuck, it was taking everything he had not to come in her mouth. It wasn’t just the physical sensation that had him near the edge, it was the way she put her whole heart and soul into making him feel good.

  She pumped her head up and down, keeping her lips fastened tight around his thick shaft. Her tight, wet mouth sucked at his cock every second of every stroke, and he felt like it was going to suck him straight into oblivion.

  The spinning in his head and the tremors in his body reached the breaking point where he knew he had to put a stop to this or he’d shoot his load straight into her mouth. Kade put his palms against her shoulders and gently pushed her back from him. He grinned down at her. “My turn,” he said simply. And then she grinned, her eyes flashing.

  He knelt beside the couch as she reclined back, settling into the cushions. His hands pushed her knees open as he wasted no time pressing soft kisses up and down the silky, smooth skin on her inner thigh.

  She moaned, arched her back, and opened her legs further. Like a predator pouncing on prey, he captured her sex with his mouth as he pressed two fingers into her tight passage. Her body bucked against him as he curled the tip of his finger, hitting a spot that he’d found the first night they’d made love. His tongue flicked rapidly over her engorged tip as his fingers worked to stimulate her inner walls.

  Soon, her inner walls contracted around his digits as she rode out her release, grinding her hips against his mouth as she came apart. He smelled the earthy scent, watched her sexy body twitch, felt her tight canal spasm, tasted her sweet release, and heard her sensual moans.

  He knew that he’d never be as happy as he was in this moment; bringing Ali this kind of pleasure was the peak of his existence. His only hope was that he got to travel to that peak for the rest of his life.

  * * *

  Ali’s head spun hard from the climax that Kade’s mouth had sent roaring through her when he thrust inside her, piling sensation on top of sensation. She could still feel the soft waves of ebbing orgasm shivering through her body as the new waves of being stretched and filled crashed through her.

  She felt the cushions dip beneath her back. She opened her eyes to see Kade hovering above her. He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her. She could taste herself on his lips and tongue, making the kiss feel more intimate and pushing her erotic limits.

  Her arms wrapped around him, loving the feel of his solid strength as it surrounded her. She let go and drifted into the bliss of swirling sensations that his kiss, his touch was bringing her.

  When he broke their connection she began to protest until she felt his lips being pressed to the hollow of her neck. He continued kissing down her body and she marveled at the trail of fire that his lips left in their wake.

  She couldn’t keep herself still under his caress. Her body writhed as if it had a mind of its own. Every brush of his fingers against her hip, every flick of his tongue on her nipple, every press of his leg between her inner thighs. They all elicited moans and whimpers; they all caused a writhing that she couldn’t have choreographed even if she had tried.

  Every time she was in Kade’s arms she felt utterly safe and protected. She took one look at his solid arms, strong muscles, and masculine tats and knew that nothing could hurt her. Except him. It had been so painful to love him and not be loved back, but now she knew that she was.

  Life had beaten her up so thoroughly over the past several months that she’d honestly wondered at times if she’d ever feel safe again. The idea that she would have someone in her life that loved her as much as she loved them, that would work just as hard to take care of her as she worked to take care of them…it had seemed like a pipe dream. It had felt to her, during her most lonely times, as if it would be dangerous to even dream that it could be a possibility because of the crushing disappointment that would inevitably descend when she returned to reality and realized how far from a realistic possibility it was in her world.

  Then Kade had come back. And he’d changed everything. He’d taught her how to trust again, and he’d taught her the value of forgiveness. He’d shown her that she was worthy of being cherished and loved. He’d opened up her heart in places that she hadn’t even realized it had been closed.

  And, yes. He made her feel safe. And protected. And she loved that.

  She tried to push all of that out of her mind and live in the moment as he engulfed first one of her ni
pples in his mouth, and then moved to the other. He rotated back and forth between them, seeming to have a natural instinct about when he’d stimulated one to the peak point of pleasure, almost to the place where that pleasure turned to pain, and then he’d move to the next and do the same.

  He knew her body instinctively. If she’d been guiding his every move, she couldn’t have directed him to give her any more pleasure than he already was. He seemed to know what she needed in ways that she wasn’t even consciously aware of herself.

  It seemed like such a cliché, the whole “this person knows me better than I know myself” thing, but he proved it every time he touched her. He was connected to her on a soul-level that she couldn’t even begin to understand but simply made up her mind to enjoy with everything in her.

  As he trailed kisses with his lips and curlicues with his tongue over each of her nipples, she arched her back and pushed them against his mouth, wanting more of him. More of his kisses, more of his tongue. Just more of him altogether.

  She needed to get close to him. There was a deep place in her that wanted to join with him. To be bonded in a way that went beyond their bodies—but her body was the only way that she could imagine getting that close. All she knew was that she needed him, and that she’d never be able to get enough.

  Kade’s mouth on her body made her feel like she was in a deep hole that she was powerless to escape no matter how hard she tried to climb out, or that she was pushing a rock up a hill that she could never reach the top of, because every time she got close it would come rolling back down again.

  Thankfully, there was a lot of pleasure to go along with that frustration.

  Still, the one thing that held true was that she had a goal, a climactic place that she was trying to get to, and she was powerless to guide her movements. Kade, however, had it within his power to bring her right to the edge of orgasm and then back her off again, and he made liberal use of that capability.

  Yeah. He definitely liked to torture her, and she was realizing that she liked it, too.

  She buried her fingers in his hair as he devoured her breasts, making her feel like the most desirable woman he’d ever seen. The way he moved his mouth against her was more than just going through the motions. It was expressing what was in his heart. It was worshipful, full of awe and love.

  “Please,” she pleaded as the empty ache that only Kade could fill grew unbearable.

  He reached between their sweat-laced bodies and she felt the plump crown of his shaft press against her slick entrance. Eagerly, she spread her thighs farther apart and tilted her hips up in desperation. Her efforts were rewarded as he entered her slowly, at an excruciatingly seductive pace.

  His face was buried in her neck and she loved feeling the heat of his breath and the weight of his body as he stretched her inner walls to the point where pain met pleasure.

  Her hands raked his back as he began pulling out and then pressing back into her in deep, commanding strokes. As his pace grew faster, so did his breathing. She clutched onto him, pulling him as close to her as possible. Their skin was slick and the friction of their bodies rubbing against one another only added to the acute arousal consuming her.

  Kade thrust into her over and over again, his powerful muscles giving real weight to the movements. Her second orgasm started nearly on the heels of her first—and this one took her almost completely by surprise, as well. It crashed through her like a freight train and she was the damsel, hapless on the tracks in its path.

  Whereas the first two climaxes he’d given her had gone off like firecrackers, exploding through a million different parts of her body at once, this one was just one tidal wave after another of pleasure pounding through her body, knocking her down to the sand with each powerful break.

  She maintained enough presence of mind to realize by the tightening of his muscles and the desperate quality of his grunts that he was plunging over the edge at the same time she was. Knowing they were sharing the experience, reaching their climax together, only intensified her own orgasm, something she would not have thought was possible.

  There was nothing in her life now that she didn’t want to share with Kade. The good was made sweeter by experiencing it together, and even the hard times would be made so much more bearable because he would be by her side. They were a team. Together, always.

  A silent cry ripped from deep within her soul as pleasure that caused stars to whirl behind her eyes rocked her. Her entire body convulsed under the sheer magnitude of her release.

  She was still drifting back down to earth when Kade masterfully flipped their positions so he was lying on his back and she was draped over him. A grin tilted her lips. There were definite benefits of being with someone who grappled for a living. She loved that he could handle her with skill and expertise. It was hot because she knew he would only ever use his primal power to pleasure her.

  He pulled her against him and she rested her cheek on his chest as he kissed her on the top of her head. “I love you.”

  There was nothing better than hearing those words from the man that she’d loved her entire life.

  Anchored by the simple, tender strokes of Kade’s fingers through her hair, she sighed, contentedly, “I love you, too.”

  Her wildest dream had just come true, and it was even better than she’d ever imagined it could be.

  CHAPTER 26

  “Did you seriously just sell your motorcycle?!” Horror registered on KJ’s face.

  “Yep.” Kade grinned as he walked inside and shut the front door. He’d just handed over his title to the first guy that had answered his ad on Craigslist.

  KJ looked at him like he might need a straitjacket. “Why?”

  Instead of answering his question, he had one of his own. “Where’s your brother?”

  “In the kitchen.” KJ’s expression made it clear he still expected an answer.

  “Come on, I want to talk to you guys.”

  Kade had been wanting to talk to the boys for a while now but Ali had been resistant. She was worried that they would be upset about things changing too fast. But, Kade didn’t want to keep secrets. He knew that even if either of the twins didn’t take the news well, they’d get over it. Plus, with what he had planned it would be a little hard to keep their relationship under wraps for much longer. And since Ali left for knitting club over an hour ago, his window of opportunity was closing.

  “Your shoes,” Kade pointed out as he started heading to the kitchen.

  Without a dirty look or any backtalk, KJ picked them up and set them on the bench that they’d designated home of all shoes. It was progress.

  Over the past month, things had fallen into an easy routine. He knew it wouldn’t last forever, but for now the household was running like a well-oiled machine. Chores were divided between all four of them. He’d suggested having a chore lottery that they’d all play each week to find out what they got, but he’d been outvoted. Everyone just wanted to do what they liked the best, and thankfully there was no overlap.

  Kade took care of dinners and the kitchen. Ali handled the laundry. Ricky was on vacuuming and dusting detail, and KJ was the bathroom man. And all four of them spent a weekend morning working on the yards.

  They felt like a real family, and he wanted to cement that even further.

  “How’s the arm?” Kade asked as he walked into the kitchen.

  “Good.” Ricky looked up from his book and rolled his shoulder.

  He’d gotten his cast off the day before. Afterwards they’d all gone out for ice cream. He’d known that they weren’t too old for ice cream. No one was too old for ice cream.

  “Take a seat.” Kade motioned for KJ to sit beside his brother.

  Reaching down, he rubbed his hand over Dumbass’s head as he lay at Ricky’s feet. Then he took a seat across from the twins. He rested his forearms on the table and clasped his hands together. “Okay, so I have something I want to talk to you about and it involves your aunt.”

  KJ sat
up straighter. “What’s wrong with Aunt Ali?”

  “Nothing.” Kade quickly assured him. “Nothing is wrong with her, it’s just…I love her.”

  “So do we.” KJ shot his brother a confused look.

  “I think he means he loves her.” Ricky set his book down on the table, apparently this conversation warranted his full attention.

  “Oh, yeah. We know that.” KJ shrugged. “We know you guys are like, together.”

  “You do?” Kade had honestly thought they’d been covering their tracks pretty well.

  “Yeah,” Ricky backed his brother’s statement up. “We saw you guys kissing in the backyard a couple days after my accident. And then, a bunch of times after that.”

  Kade’s eyebrows rose. “A bunch of times?”

  “Yep.” Ricky lifted his hand and started counting on his fingers. “There was the laundry room, the kitchen, the garage, the movies—”

  “The rental shop,” KJ interjected.

  “The rental shop, down at the lake, the—”

  “Okay.” Kade lifted his hand to stop them from continuing.

  KJ smirked. “Pretty much every time you two think no one’s watching.”

  Kade felt like an idiot. He’d thought they were so slick. He hoped the boys hadn’t heard him sneaking in and out of Ali’s room, and if they did, he hoped they didn’t bring it up.

  “Okay, well if you guys already know that then this will be easier. The reason I wanted to talk to you guys is I want to ask your aunt to marry me.”

  Ricky and KJ looked at each other with a knowing expression.

  “What?” Kade knew that twins had a special bond; that they could speak without actually talking, but he had no idea what they were saying.

  Ricky turned back to him. “Dad knew it. He knew you two were going to get married. KJ and I didn’t believe him.”