by K. C. Lynn
Yeah I’m freeeee, freee fallin’
Not being able to hold back any longer, I make my way toward her. Her gaze remains on the sky above as she stays lost in the song. The moment my hand reaches her slender ankle, she falters and brings her head forward to look at me.
I shake my head. “Don’t stop, Red.”
Her eyes never stray from mine as she finds her place again. I begin sliding my hand up her smooth leg, my mouth following its path, running along satin, flawless skin. My lips twitch when I hear her start to falter again, the higher I get. I push her dress up to her hips as I reach the highest part on the inside of her thigh, the clean scent of her arousal penetrating my senses and spiking my dick to full intensity.
When I deliver a sharp nip to the delicate flesh, she moans and stops playing. “Keep going, Red,” I mumble against her leg.
“Oh forget the damn song, Cade!” She puts the guitar down next to her, rips my hat off my head and threads her fingers in my hair.
I chuckle when she tries forcing my mouth closer to the sweet spot between her legs and she moans in frustration when I resist. “What’s wrong, baby?”
“You know what. You’re being mean,” she grumbles and exerts more force, her fingers pulling hard enough that the sting in my scalp almost makes me come in my fucking pants.
“Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.”
She whimpers and thrusts her hips closer to my mouth. “I want your mouth on me. I want you to do to me what you did that night back in Iraq, it was the best…”
She trails off with a gasp when I rip her satin panties from her body, and waste no time diving into the sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted in my fucking life.
“Oh god, yes!”
Fuck I love how loud she is.
She pulls my hair roughly and her back arches, bringing her pussy closer to my mouth as my tongue devours her hot, wet flesh. I groan in approval when she lets her knees fall open, giving me complete access. Her cries of pleasure make my dick harder than I thought possible. I lick her swollen nub, feeling it getting harder by the second, and know she’s close to coming already. And thank god for that, because I feel close to coming just from the taste of her.
“Oh god, Cade, I’m going to come.”
I growl against her flesh and insert one finger in her tight, hot entrance then suck her swollen clit between my lips which causes her to shatter. Her legs clamp my head, muffling the sound of her screams, while I drink in every last bit of pleasure that spills from her. I don’t ease up until I feel her legs start to go lax.
Bringing my mouth away, I kiss the inside of both her thighs then move up and kiss her mouth, wanting her to know how fucking good she tastes. She moans and starts tugging at my shirt. I pull away and sit up, getting rid of it in record time. Before I can come back over her, she sits up swiftly and wraps her arms around my waist, her lips and tongue trailing over the grooves of my abs.
“You seriously have one fine body, Walker.” It’s from all those nights when I tried working my body into exhaustion because I ached so fucking bad for her.
I thread my fingers in her silky hair and revel in feeling her soft lips on my body. She slows over the name that’s scripted across my ribs, pressing a kiss to it. I try to ignore the slice of pain I get in my chest, but thankfully she senses it and moves on quickly.
She starts on my belt and gets my pants undone with quick precision then, reaching in, she grasps my throbbing cock in her smooth hand. I hiss out a breath and pump myself into her firm grip.
She looks up at me, heat evident in her gaze but also something else, something vulnerable. “I want to erase all the horrible memories, with you. I want to take you in my mouth, but…I’ve never done it before… at least not willingly,” she swallows thickly, her eyes becoming glassy.
Rage rushes through my veins hot and fast, mixing in with the lust as I think about what those motherfuckers did to her. I fight hard to keep my body relaxed, not wanting to upset her further, and cup her face, “We can do it another time, baby. Why don’t we just work on one thing right now.” And tonight I want it to be inside of her.
She shakes her head, “I don’t want to wait, I just want all the bad memories gone, Cade. All of them.” Before I can respond, she presses a soft kiss to the head of my dick, making me want to fucking weep like a pussy. She glances up at me, “Please tell me if I do something wrong.”
“There isn’t much you can do wrong, Red. Just your breath this close to my cock is enough to make me explode.”
It was clearly the right thing to say because she smiles, her confidence coming back. Not saying anything more she leans in slowly and takes me in her mouth. All the breath leaves my lungs and my head drops back on my shoulders, “Fuck me!”
It’s been a long fucking time since I had a woman take me in her mouth, and Red’s may be slow and unsure but those are still the best fucking lips I’ve ever had wrapped around my dick. I take one of her hands, that’s on my hip, and wrap it around the base of my shaft, showing her a firm grip where her mouth can’t reach. She catches on quickly and begins moving her mouth to the same rhythm as her hand.
I grind my teeth in restraint and thread my fingers through her soft hair. I try to keep my grip gentle; not wanting her to feel controlled, but fuck is it hard. She looks up at me, her emerald eyes blazing with heat. “Jesus, Faith, you are a fucking sight right now. You have no idea how many times I thought about you on your knees in front of me, baby, sucking me off.” She moans from my dirty words, her vibration on my dick jacking my pleasure up another level.
I smirk, loving that she gets off when I talk dirty to her. I pump into her mouth once and still, waiting to see if she’s okay with it, and I get my answer when she releases another moan.
I grip her hair a little tighter and begin fucking her mouth with small, steady strokes. Her eyes stay locked on mine and she whimpers around my cock, making fire pool low in my stomach. Knowing I’m going to come if I don’t stop, I pull away and drop to my knees in front of her, taking her mouth with desperation and savoring her sweet taste.
She breaks the kiss a moment later and looks up at me with her lips swollen and wet, her breathing heavy. “Why did you stop me? Did I do something wrong?”
“No, it felt amazing. It’s been a long time for me, Red, and I want to come inside of you, baby.”
I unzip the back of her dress and it instantly falls off her body, leaving her completely bare since I already ripped her panties off. I gently coax her to her back and stay kneeled in front of her, taking in the most beautiful body I’ve ever fucking laid eyes on. “Jesus, Faith, you are fucking perfect.”
She smiles, “So are you. Now come over here, Walker, and warm me up.”
I quickly notice goosebumps breaking out across her flawless skin, her pink nipples straining and begging for my mouth. I grab the folded blanket that’s off to the side and decide I’m going to have to thank Julia and Grace for thinking of everything.
I put it beside us so she can cover up with it after if she wants, then come over top of her. Her soft body molds perfectly to my hard one, and we both groan at the skin-to-skin contact. I take one of her sweet nipples in my mouth and graze the tight bud between my teeth. She whimpers and raises her hips, grinding her bare, wet pussy against my stomach.
“Jesus, Red, I’m sorry, baby, but I can’t fucking wait any longer. I need to get inside of you.” I sit up and grab my wallet from the back pocket of my jeans that are still hanging off me and reach for a condom.
She grabs my arm, stopping me, “No. No condom. I’m on the pill and I want just you, I need to feel all of you.”
She doesn’t need to fucking tell me twice. I throw my wallet behind me, making her laugh. I personally find nothing funny about how hard my dick is right now. I drop my pants just a little more but don’t waste any more time to remove them. I need her too fucking bad, it’s been two long years that I have ached to be inside of this girl again and I cannot wa
it one more goddamn second.
I position myself at her entrance and look down at her. “You ready, baby?”
“Yes,” she whispers strongly, but I don’t miss the anxiousness in her gaze.
I try to rein in my control, knowing that I need to be careful, that I can’t just fuck her into oblivion like I’m dying to. I slowly slide the tip of my cock into her and groan as her tight, hot pussy sucks it like a tight vice, making me want to explode already. I close my eyes and try to find all the self-control I possess.
“Cade?”
I freeze at the fear in her voice, and open my eyes to see hers squeezed shut. Her breathing is heavy with panic, and I know I’m close to losing her. “Red, look at me.” Her eyes snap open at my command and I suck in a sharp breath at how haunted her gaze is. “Jesus, do you want me to stop?” I’m pretty sure I might fucking die, but I can’t lose her. I don’t want her like this.
She shakes her head, alarm flashing in her gaze, “No, don’t. I need you. Just… help me, please. I’m scared.”
“Fuck!” Her tormented plea has me feeling like someone just punched me in the fucking throat. Turning swiftly, I reverse our position and sit up with her straddling me, which seats my cock fully inside of her. She gasps in surprise from the sudden move, and I lean back against the log for leverage so I can keep my face close to hers. I have never had a woman on top, I like to always be in control, but for Faith, I’ll do it.
I stare into her emotional eyes and wipe her tears away with my thumb. “This is your show, Red. We go as fast as you want or as slow as you want. If you want to stop, we stop. Okay?”
She nods and drops her forehead on mine, a quiet sob falling past her lips, “I’m so sorry, I’m ruining this.”
I grind my teeth against the searing pain in my chest. “You have nothing to be sorry about, baby, and you’re not ruining anything. I’ve got you, Faith, I promise.”
She nods against me, her tears leaking down my face. “I know.”
I cup the side of her soft cheek. “Tell me who’s inside of you, baby.”
“You,” she whispers.
“Say my name.”
“Cade.”
I begin moving my hand from her hip up the side of her ribs until I cup the round firm globe of her breast, her nipple scraping across my palm. She moans and clenches around me. I begin to trail my lips down the column of her throat. “And who does this body belong to?”
“Me.”
I falter in surprise, expecting to hear a different answer. I look up at her with a smirk and she smiles back. “Good answer, baby. And who is the only one allowed to touch you?” I pinch and roll her stiff nipple between my fingers after I ask.
She moans and starts slowly moving on my cock, making my stomach tighten painfully. “You.”
“That’s right. Only me. Always, only me.”
“Yes.” She begins picking up her rhythm, her body seeking pleasure.
I fight to keep still, letting her set the pace, fearing a setback if I move.
“That’s it, Red. Let it feel good, baby.”
“Keep talking to me, I like hearing your voice while you’re inside of me.”
Oh jesus, she is fucking killing me. “Do you know how many times I’ve thought about this, Faith? How many times in the past two fucking years I ached to feel your body around mine again?”
I bring my hand down from her face to cup her other breast, teasing both of her nipples with firm pressure. She moans. “I thought about it all the time. It was the best night of my life.”
“Me too, baby, every time I stroked my cock I thought about you, wished it was your body.”
She whimpers, half with pleasure, the other half emotion. “I missed you so much, thinking about that week with you was the only thing that helped me get through the nightmares.”
I swallow thickly as guilt threatens to choke me, but before it can drag me down she seals her mouth to mine and begins moving on me with desperation.
Knowing I have all of her now, I lift my hips once to pump inside of her. She gasps then moans, “Oh god, that feels so good.”
“You feel fucking good, Red. I swear, baby, your body was made for mine.” Not being able to hold back anymore, I start thrusting up inside of her with a steady pace, making her tight pussy flutter around me. “This okay, Faith?” I ask through clenched teeth.
“God yes, don’t stop. It feels incredible.”
Damn fucking straight it does. I thought nothing could feel as good as the night I took her in Iraq, but feeling her on my bare cock… there is nothing else fucking like it.
I stare into her deep green eyes that are no longer haunted but ablaze with lust, the way they were always meant to look. Her hair blows gently around her face from the ocean breeze, and her skin has a soft glow from the sweat our bodies are creating. She is fucking beautiful.
One of my hands drops to her hip to help guide her while the other moves to her clit between our bodies. She bites her lip and whimpers when I start stroking it. “Cade, I’m going to come again.”
“Damn fucking right you are. Give it to me, Red. Let me feel you squeeze my cock, baby.”
The words were all she needed to send her over the edge. Her head falls back on a cry, her pussy clamping down on my dick, sucking me into her hot depths. And it makes me come fucking harder than I ever have in my entire life.
After the final tremors of her orgasm, she wraps her arms around me and buries her face in my neck. I feel her tears just before I feel her body tremble against me, and the first sob slips past her lips.
I swallow past the burn in my throat then reach for the blanket next to us and cover her. Even though I want to stay buried in her, I lift her off me, but make sure to keep her close, then lay us down while bringing the top half of her body on top of mine. I hold her tight and don’t say anything, knowing there is nothing I can say to change what happened, but fuck do I ever wish there was. If I could go back and gut those motherfuckers all over again I would.
Turning her face, she presses her wet lips to my jaw. “I love you, Cade Walker. You heal my soul in so many ways.”
“I wish your soul didn’t need healing,” I tell her honestly.
“It doesn’t anymore, thanks to you.”
I flip her to her back and press a hard kiss to her mouth before resting my forehead against hers. “You trust me, right? You know I won’t let anything happen to you like that again. Not ever.”
She smiles at me softly and cups my face, “Yes, I do. No one makes me feel safer than you, not even my father or papa.”
I’d be lying if I said that didn’t make me feel pretty fucking awesome. I may not be good at a lot of things but protecting her is something I can do.
“Speaking of my father…” she trails off and watches me carefully. I don’t miss the anxiousness that’s now evident in her gaze. “I’ve been thinking about Christopher’s birthday supper and who to invite. Of course I plan to invite our friends, but…obviously, I want my family there too.”
I tense, knowing where she’s going with this, and feel like a complete dick when she notices the reaction, her expression turning sad.
“I want you to meet my father, Cade, and he wants to meet you too. He’s a good man, the best I’ve ever known next to you and my papa.”
The thought of being in the same room with a man who preaches the very fucking thing I loathe sends rage to rush through my veins.
“Can’t you just give him a chance? For me, please?”
Well fuck, how am I supposed to say no when she asks me like that? I stare into her hopeful eyes and blow out a breath, “Yeah, baby.”
She smiles then gives me a soft kiss. “Thank you. I promise you will like him.”
I wouldn’t be so sure about that…
“And you will really like my papa, he’s a lot like the three of you guys. He says the ‘f’ word a lot.” She giggles her cute little giggle.
“I’m sure we will get along fine.”
When I don’t say anything, she cups the side of my face. “I know this is hard for you. So thank you for giving him a chance.”
“I will give you anything you ask for, Red, if I’m capable of it.”
“I want you.”
“You have me, baby. You have for the last two years.”
She smiles and starts running her hands across my chest, giving extra attention to my nipple rings, bringing my dick roaring to life. “Good. Then show me.”
Not thinking twice about it, I drive inside of her, my cock already hard for her again. She sucks in a breath and her fingers dig into my shoulders. I still, waiting for her to give me the go-ahead. “Yes, and don’t stop.”
So I didn’t. I drove into her over and over again, not knowing where she ended and I began. I made sure she knew exactly who she belonged to and I didn’t stop until she screamed my name. And the entire time all I could do was hope that I never lost this, that I never lost her, because I know I would never survive it if I did.
CHAPTER 26
Faith
A few days later, Ruthie and I are in the kitchen getting ready to decorate Christopher’s birthday cake for Saturday when Cade comes walking in the door earlier than usual.
Like always, my heart skips a beat at the first glance of him, awareness seeping into every part of my body. I quickly notice he does not look happy… well more unhappy than usual.
“Hey, big guy!” Ruthie greets him while licking the spoon that’s covered with chocolate cake mixture.
“Hey, kid,” he replies easily before looking at me. “Where’s Christopher?”
“What do you mean? Isn’t he with you?”
He shakes his head. “No. He never showed up at the gym and he’s not answering his cell phone.”
My heart starts thumping wildly in fear, every awful image plaguing me at what could have happened to him, but before I can go into panic mode the front door flies open and Christopher comes storming in, looking furious. He slams the door so hard I jump from the loud bang.