by Vivian Wood
“I, um, I came to see how you were doing.”
“Well, you can see,” he said, and held out one arm to showcase his battered body.
“Can I come in?”
He sighed. “Lily, I don’t think that’s a good idea. Especially after yesterday.”
“I brought Napoleons with Chantilly cream,” she said, and held up a box. “And Tylenol.”
Cade groaned. “Fine, but just for a minute.”
He saw the look of surprise on her face as she surveyed his apartment.
“Sorry for how the place looks,” he said. “The interior designer doesn’t come until tomorrow.”
“It’s fine,” she said quickly, and put the pastry box down on the unopened box of his summer clothes he hadn’t unpacked yet.
“Lily,” he said as peeked into the box of pastries. “I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be here.”
“Why? Do you think your couch is going to tattle on me? Oh, wait, you have exactly zero furniture.”
She leaned against the wall, cutely awkward as she tried to figure out what to do with her hands.
“I have a bed.”
Lily rolled her eyes. “Why am I not surprised? Anyway, I came to tell you that I managed to calm Aiden down. He even promised not to tell Elijah. Of course, you’d know that if you hadn’t scampered away like some dog with its tail between its legs after he’d whaled on you.”
“Yeah, like you wouldn’t have booked it to your car if you just got your ass beat.”
“You’re welcome,” she said, and rolled her eyes.
“You’re right, thank you. But how?”
“Let’s just say that everything I had on him, for our whole lives to this point, has been called up. I blew all my secrets on this one. And you’re damn lucky that Elijah was in the office with Crane and didn’t hear Aiden bellowing for him.”
“Thank you,” Cade said quietly. “You didn’t have to do that. But I’m thankful you did.”
“I did it for both of us. Aiden did say one thing that resonated with me, though.”
“What’s that?”
“He asked me if you were worth it.”
Cade rubbed the back of his neck and looked away. “Yeah?”
“And I said that you were.”
Cade looked at Lily and searched her eyes for the truth. “You did?”
“Well … yeah. There’s something that keeps bringing us together, like objects in a magnetic field or something.”
“Lily—”
She silenced him by taking a step closer. Lily was so close he could feel her sweet breath as it washed across his skin.
“Don’t you want to know why? Don’t you want to see if this works? We already know that we’re explosive together in bed … or maybe saying my car would be more correct,” she said with a smile. “Don’t tell me that was just me?”
Cade looked down at her.
God, what I’d give to have her. But if it goes bad, though…
“At least we’ll know,” Lily said, as if she could read his mind. “At least I won’t be asking what if, what if, what if… we’ll know if this is—”
Cade reached up and cupped her face in his hand. Neither of them flinched as he dropped the ice pack to the ground. As he lowered his mouth to hers, he watched her eyes flutter shut.
She welcomed his tongue into her mouth and let out a moan as he squeezed her waist.
Cade lifted her up with ease. He heard her shoes drop to the hardwood floors while she clenched her legs around him.
“Show me this bed,” she whispered to him between kisses.
He started to walk with her wrapped around his waist toward the bedroom. Her smell was pure addiction, the scent of berries that poured from her hair unlike anything he’d ever known.
“Hold up,” he said.
“Cade, seriously—”
“Here,” he said, and bent down as she still clung tightly to him. “Take the pastries.”
She grabbed the box he handed her with one hand and held tight to his neck with the other. “Why?”
“You said there was whipped cream, right?”
She threw her head back and laughed as he walked them to the bedroom, but she held tight to the box. Cade tossed her onto the thick mattress on the floor. The box spilled open while she landed and she bit her lip.
“This is a mattress, not a bed,” she admonished. He reached down, unbuttoned her jeans with ease, and whipped them off.
“Same thing.”
“It’s not,” she said and giggled.
He crouched down between her legs, grasped either ankle, and began to kiss his way up her calves. Sunlight streamed through the window, and for the first time he realized he could take his time with her.
Enjoy her.
Spend however long he wanted exploring every inch of her.
Lily propped herself up on her elbows and let her head hang back as his lips made their way to her inner thighs. Cade made his way to her center and could see the wetness through the baby blue silk panties.
He pressed his hands into her thighs and opened her legs wider. As he peppered a series of kisses across the underwear, she shuddered. He could smell her scent, sweet and wanting, through the fabric.
Cade kissed and nuzzled her clit insistently through the material until she started to press herself to his mouth.
“Don’t tease me,” she finally said, and he pulled the material to the side.
She was pink, wet, and fully engorged. He flicked his tongue against her clit. Lily gasped out his name and lifted herself closer to his mouth.
His tongue dipped into her folds, lapped up the juices that flowed steadily from her middle. When he tasted her opening, he couldn’t get enough.
He buried his tongue inside her while she raked her fingers through his hair and held him close.
“I want you,” she whispered. It was all she had to say.
Cade pulled her underwear off, stood on his knees and removed his own shirt. As he crouched over her, he rolled up her ribbed tank top to expose bare breasts and hard nipples.
“You knew this was coming, didn’t you?” he asked with a smile. “No bra …”
“I just hoped,” she said with a blush, but his mouth was already on those firm nipples.
He sucked as they grew harder in his mouth and he felt his own hardness rage as she mewled and called his name. He tested her opening with his finger, shocked at how wet she was.
How wet she always was for him.
As he made his way to her neck, he pulled gently at the scarf.
“What’s up with this?” he asked.
“I, um…” she said, and shyly removed the scarf. He was shocked to see the array of hickeys that lined her neck. It looked like she’d been choked.
“Jesus. Is that from me? From the car—”
“Of course it’s from you!” she said.
“Damn, I’m sorry.”
“So then make it up to me.”
He smiled and kissed her neck gently. Cade slid a finger into her and felt her muscles grasp it tight.
“I’ll make it up to you,” he said quietly as he kissed her mouth and flicked his tongue against hers. “You may have brought the dessert… but how about I serve it to you?”
She smiled up at him as he rose to his knees and pulled her up with him. Lily reached for his jeans, eager to release him, and drew in her breath as she saw him. Cade glanced down and saw precum generously coated his tip.
“I want to taste you,” she said. “Like this.”
She leaned over and took one of the pastries. Lily wiped off the cream and trailed it along Cade’s length. On all fours, she leaned down and took his cream-coated tip between her lips.
The heat of her mouth and the stickiness of the sugar gave him a jolt of pleasure like he’d never known.
“Fuck, Lily,” he said, and grasped her tiny waist between his hands.
As she worked her way along his length, as her tongue shot waves of pleasu
re through him, he willed himself not to come. With her short pixie cut, he had an unprecedented view.
He could see how much pleasure she took in it, heard the moans as it vibrated along his cock, and couldn’t wait any longer.
“I need to be inside you,” he said.
She released his length slowly. Cade grabbed her, leaned back on his heels, and positioned her to straddle him. Her breasts were at his mouth, and as he lowered her onto him, she shuddered while he pulled softly at one nipple.
Lily rode him hard and delighted each time her clit rubbed against him when he filled her up entirely. Cade grasped her ass and pulled her cheeks apart to bury himself even deeper inside her. As she bounced, he slapped her ass to hear the little yelps of pleasure she let out.
“I want you to come for me,” he commanded. A stream of her wetness licked its way down his leg.
“I’m close,” she said. “God, I’m close.”
In a swift movement, he flipped her onto her back and lowered himself on top of her. Instantly, her nails were in the small of his back.
Just like in her car.
She held him close to her while he started to fuck her to his own rhythm.
“Cade,” she called out into his ear. “Make me come. Please, make me come …”
Her words got him close. He felt the release build up inside him. Not yet.
“I want to come with you,” she whispered into his ear. “Make me come when you let go inside me. Fill me up—”
He nipped at her neck and she let out a gasp. She was so wet he heard the slap of their skin against each other. The hardness of her nipples pressed into his chest.
“You make me so goddamned hard,” he said between kisses on her neck.
He’d never felt this way before, been so hard. It took everything in him not to explode inside her.
“Cade,” she purred. “Let go. You want to come inside your friend’s little sister, don’t you? I’ve wanted it for so long—”
He heard a groan erupt from deep inside and the release as he exploded inside her.
“Fuck … Lily,” he cried quietly.
She cried out with her own orgasm. He felt her inner walls as they clenched and massaged his length, squeezed every last drop from him. And the warmth, the heat. It was so intense he never wanted to leave.
As his breathing slowed, he kissed her gently. He could taste the cream on her lips and felt the stickiness on her cheeks. Lily’s face was flushed, her short locks wet with their combined perspiration.
“I love feeling you inside me,” she said. He pulled out of her and felt their come spill out of her.
Cade rolled over onto his back and let out a cry as he crushed the half dozen cold, creamed desserts. Lily laughed and buried her head in the single pillow.
“You’re crazy,” he said.
For a moment, he thought about getting up and cleaning himself off. But why?
He wanted this, to remember this. He wanted to remember how Lily looked, naked and happy in his bed.
17
Cade
They had sex two more times, until both were soaked and exhausted. Cade fell asleep with Lily in his arms, her steady breathing more soothing and powerful than any kind of sleep tricks he’d tried.
For the first time in months, he slept completely through the night. No nightmares, no dreams, just peaceful darkness.
He woke up with the morning sun, and felt unexpectedly light. His face barely hurt from Aiden’s attack, and even after the day before with Lily he felt refreshed.
As Cade looked down, he felt a warmth wash over him. She looked so innocent, so peaceful, in his arms. The little amount of makeup she’d worn yesterday had worn off, and he could make out the faint freckles across her nose and cheeks. Her hands curled in beneath her chin and her lips were slightly parted.
How different this one was than the last couple of times they were together. He still burned with shame when he thought about the first time three years ago.
Even then, he’d felt like a coward when he’d snuck out and left her in his apartment. For four hours, he’d huddled in his car and watched the front door. When it had finally opened, he’d ducked down into the seat. She looked slightly hurt, but more confused than anything else.
I wasn’t even man enough to watch her leave, he remembered.
Instead, he’d distracted himself and scrolled through his phone until he’d heard her get into a taxi.
And the last time they were together? In that little old car of hers? It had been explosive, sheer magic—until he’d fucked it all up. He’d nearly still been inside her when it had all gone to hell.
So what was so different about this time? Is it the fact that at least one of her brothers knows, even if it’s not EJ? Is this what it could be like?
She murmured in her sleep and he stroked her hair.
I won’t make the same mistakes I did before, he promised her and himself. Not if she makes me feel this good. Hell, just for her, I might even get a couch.
“What are you staring at?” she asked, groggy. Lily squinted up at him.
“You,” he said with a smile.
“Hmm. I must look like hell,” she said and nuzzled into his arm.
“Far from it. In fact…” He took Lily’s hand and directed it to his cock. He was already half hard, but her touch brought him to full attention.
“You’re insatiable,” she said with a laugh.
“Only for you.”
She raised her lips to his and he kissed her, slow and deep. Inch by inch, she made her way on top. Lily straddled him, but grasped his hardness in her hands.
She maintained eye contact as she held his length against her clit and rubbed against him.
“Now who’s the tease?” he asked.
“So tell me what you want,” she said. “How am I supposed to know?”
“I want to be inside you.”
She raised up slightly and positioned his tip at her opening.
“Like this?” she asked. She lowered herself so that just an inch was inside her.
“More,” he said, and sucked breath through his teeth.
“Like this?” she asked with a smile, and lowered herself halfway.
“Like this,” he said. With one swift movement, he put his hands on her thighs and forced her down. Lily’s eyes rolled into the back of her head, but she didn’t give in to riding him just yet.
“Tell me what else you want,” she said. He could feel the wetness building in her.
“I want you to rub your clit while you ride me. Slowly,” he instructed.
She started that rhythm, the one that drove him crazy, but it was slower this time. More controlled than last night. Lily looked down and watched as she drove his length in and out of her.
She circled her clit with her middle finger. As he watched her drive herself closer to orgasm, it took all his willpower to not throw her onto her back and have his way with her.
“Look at me,” he said.
Lily lifted her gaze. When her eyes met his, she started to rub her clit harder, but the speed in which she rode him stayed the same.
“Play with your tits now,” he told her. “I’ll take care of this.”
Her hands squeezed and pulled at her breasts while he took over her clit. Lily moaned as she rolled her nipples between her fingers. The wetness from her center coated her clit.
“You like this?” she asked.
“Fuck, yes,” he said.
“Are you going to come in me again?” she asked.
“No.”
“Why not?” Lily stopped, and her fingers still pinched her nipples but she cocked her head.
“Because I want you to come on my face.” She grinned and released him from her center.
As she started to crawl toward him, he grabbed her hips, lifted her and turned her.
“Other way,” he said. Cade lowered her onto his face while Lily encircled his cock with her hand. As her sweet wetness slid across his face, he
felt her tongue on his tip.
Cade wrapped his arms around her hips and held her close. Lily rode his mouth, his tongue, like she was desperate for it. At the same time, she took him deep into her throat.
Cade licked at her clit and slid a finger inside her.
“Cade,” she groaned as she released him from her mouth and slid his length between her hands. “I don’t …”
“You’re close,” he said, and flattened his tongue against her clit. He felt the firmness of her G-spot against his hand and slid in a second finger. “I can feel it. Let go.”
“Fuck, Cade, it feels so good,” she said. She fucked his face, his hand, with a new kind of eagerness. Intermittently, he felt her mouth on his cock, but it was mostly her hand—slick with her own saliva. Lily called out his name.
“Come on, baby,” he said from between her thighs. “Come for me. Right here, come on my face.”
“Cade,” she cried out. “I’m going to—this feels different—”
“Come for me,” he demanded, and flicked his tongue light and fast across her clit.
She let out a cry unlike anything before, and a gush of wetness flooded from her. As he came in her hand, Cade parted his lips and drank her in. Above him, Lily’s body shook uncontrollably. When she’d stopped, he kissed and lapped up every last drop of her.
“I don’t know what that was,” she said, breathless and she dismounted him.
“You squirted.”
“I what?”
“It’s good,” he said with a smile. “And I loved it.”
She smiled shyly as she sat beside him. Lily reached for his stream of come that had shot across his stomach. She wiped it up and trailed it along her nipples.
“I have to go to work,” she said.
Cade laughed. “The shower’s all yours.”
“No,” she said, with a shake of her head. “I’m going like this. I want to smell you on me all day.”
Before he could say another word, she stood up and pulled on her jeans.
“You’re serious,” he said.
“I’m always serious.” He watched her finish getting dressed. Lily gave him a light kiss before she left. “Don’t worry,” she said with a smile. “The apron will hide the fact that I don’t have a bra on.”