My body had well and truly taken over my mind now, forcefully shoving aside any misgivings about our family as another wave of arousal hit me. Cade’s touch turned harder, his kiss more demanding, and he reached down and pulled me forward slightly, so that my ass was half hanging off the counter. His hands gripped my ass, squeezing it roughly and holding me until I was balanced, and as he did so, I gazed up at his perfect face with wonder. Those blue-green eyes were burning with lust, his steely jaw was set, and his mess of dark hair begged me to run my hands through it.
He had my full attention, but my thoughts abandoned me as he began to slowly unzip his jacket and unbutton the shirt he wore underneath it, his perfect build revealed as the clothes fell to the floor. I pulled my eyes from his hard chest and looked up, seeing the intensity in his eyes, and he smirked at me before moving his hands down to his jeans. Then there was the telltale yank of a zip, and my eyes dropped again. His cock was just like I remembered from that night at the hotel; smooth, stiff and mouthwateringly thick.
I swallowed hard, and his eyes studied me carefully, gauging if I was ready or not. Then his hands reached for my legs again, lifting them and tugging them outward until I was spread wide before him. I’d never felt so vulnerable in the presence of a guy before, but something about this felt oh-so-right, and I bit my lower lip as he looked at me.
One finger trailed over my slit, gentle strokes sliding up and down to tease the sensitive skin there. I moaned as Cade finally pressed the pad of his finger against my throbbing clit.
“You like that?” he said softly.
“Mm…yes,” I breathed.
His fingers continued to play with me, and I could feel them gathering up the hot moisture that was collecting between my lips. “I can tell,” he said with a smirk, grazing over my clit again, which made me shiver with bliss.
His free hand gripped his shaft, moving up and down, and I watched him play with himself as he dipped one finger in me, easily sliding past my soaked entrance. I let out a low moan, the building pressure almost too great to contain, and I arched my back slightly, lifting off the counter as Cade’s hands danced over me in their torturous tease. I could feel my inner walls beginning to contract, and each circle that Cade’s fingers made over my clit dragged me just a little closer to the edge of release.
“Please…” I begged. “No more teasing.”
Cade smiled, and his movements sped up between my legs. He leaned down, his lips closing over my right breast, and his teeth ever-so-gently scraped against my stiff nipple as he sucked it into the heat of his mouth. His tongue danced over it, and I reached down and grabbed his head, gripping his hair and pulling him harder against my chest.
“I’m close,” I gasped. My body was screaming for release, my clit one swipe away from climax.
“Come,” Cade commanded, pulling his mouth away from my breasts and looking at me, his eyes glowing with intensity as they captured mine. “Come for me.”
Then he moved those incredible lips down between my legs, his tongue slid over my clit, giving it the last push over the edge that it needed. My eyes rolled back as my orgasm crashed over me, my world temporarily flashing with white-hot light, and my legs shook and shuddered. Cade held me in place, making sure I didn’t fall right off the counter, and I opened my eyes as the waves of pleasure finally began to fade, still gasping.
I felt drained, my body seemingly losing all muscle function as the last threads of bliss vanished, and aftershocks continued to make me twitch.
“Time for bed,” Cade said, scooping me up.
I was drained, but I definitely wasn’t that tired. “Please, no,” I begged as he carried towards the bedroom. “I can’t sleep, not yet.”
“Who said anything about sleeping?” he said, a seductive promise dripping from each word.
His voice was husky with need, and he threw me down on the bed seconds later. Then he pounced, his mouth finding mine and his hands gripping my waist as his hard length pressed up against my thighs. I parted my legs, his body settling between them, and his lips and tongue tormented my earlobes and the hollows of my neck. He began to grind himself against me, and every thrust of his groin created delicious friction against me. Then his lips were on mine again, kissing me deeply as his bare cock slid up and down my folds, and another ache began to grow between my legs.
I gasped against his mouth as his shaft teased me. “Please...fuck me!” I said, desperate for him to finally move his cock an inch lower and plunge it inside me.
Electricity sizzled between our bodies, and my skin itched for more of Cade’s touches. He pulled off me for a brief moment, and he returned with a condom, his hands rolling it over his length as his eyes raked over me. He climbed back onto the bed, positioning himself back between my legs, and once again he brushed the swollen head of his cock over my slick lips. I took a deep breath, the teasing almost too much for me to handle, and I watched his eyes, even more turned on by the expression within them.
It was a look of pure possession and domination, with a fire behind them that told me he knew exactly what I wanted and how. And then he was in me, and I gasped, my body stretching around the invasion.
Holy hell.
His thrusts made me cry out with joy as I finally got to experience all of him, and I grabbed his shoulders, digging my nails into them as I gripped him, needing him close as he withdrew. He thrust into me again, then pulled out, and he continued this cycle of sweet torture as my body melded to him, memorizing his shape and contracting around his girth. During these moments, he owned me, regardless of the fact that our parents were getting married, and we were soon to be stepsiblings. Right now, I was fully and completely his, and the rest of the world was nowhere to be seen.
I wrapped my legs around his back, my heels digging into his ass as he increased his pace, and the slick, slapping sounds of our bodies mixed with my moans as Cade roughly kissed me. He kissed like he could never get enough of me, feasting on my lips as he fucked me harder and harder.
I couldn’t take much more, the furious pace building up a primal need deep within me; a need that would only be fulfilled when I came again. I was already close, my muscles clenching around his cock, and I whimpered as he broke away from my lips.
“Don’t stop. Don’t…stop…oh, god!”
The pressure within me reached an overflow point, my climax on the edge of explosion. Cade groaned and unleashed his full force on me; quick, hard thrusts that were perfect in rhythm, perfect in depth, and just as hard as I needed it. His pelvis bumped against my clit with each wonderful movement, and my orgasm ripped through me, making me scream with bliss as my body shook.
Cade wasn’t done yet.
As soon as my eyes could focus again, he rolled with me until I was on top, and I stared down at him, dizzy with lust.
“Ride me,” he demanded.
I grinded my hips against him, teasing him just like he’d teased me earlier, and he groaned, eyes lighting with pure desire. Moving my feet underneath me, I positioned myself over him properly, and then I impaled myself on his shaft, letting out a gasp as I felt the delicious sensation of complete fullness again. Cade’s cock twitched within me, and his hands reached out, gripping my waist and holding me as I began to bounce up and down, my breaths coming in short, sharp bursts.
My clit throbbed, and I could feel another climax building. Cade held me, thrusting from below, and a cocky smile crossed his face as my mouth dropped open in an ‘o’. He began to slide his body so that he was sitting up, propped against the headboard of the bed, and the slight change in position affected the angle, an effect that that had me shaking with pleasure as his cock perfectly hit the sweet spot inside me.
I moved up and down on him in harder strokes, sliding up and down, which elicited a long groan from Cade.
“Keep going,” he groaned.
I obediently continued until I began to slip over the edge again, and as I was gasping and coming on him, he held me tightly, his strong hands digg
ing into my sides. “You are so fucking perfect,” he groaned, one hand moving to my ass.
He pulled back, then slid home again. In, out, in, out…harder and harder. All I could feel was pure pleasure; a deep, warm, throbbing pressure in my core which spread like flames, licking through every inch of my body.
“Your turn,” I whispered.
A light sparked in Cade’s eyes, and soon he was grunting, his body tensing beneath me. I clenched my muscles around his cock as hard as I could, and he groaned loudly as pleasure ripped through the both of us. “Oh, fuck…”
He threw his head back, almost slamming right into the headboard, and I saw veins popping out along the sides of his neck as he growled his orgasm. I kept slowly riding him, thrillingly satisfied as I watched him completely lose control. There was really no better feeling in the world than making a guy like him happy, and as we breathlessly collapsed next to each other a moment later, I knew he felt the exact same way about me.
My pulse was still going a mile a minute as I tried to catch my breath, and I’d never felt so alive before. This was the most exciting thing I’d ever done, and every nerve in my body felt like it was on a sugar high. I let out a big exhale and looked over at Cade. “Hey,” I said, my voice still a little breathless. “I guess this means Nicki wasn’t exactly wrong about us.”
He chuckled. “I’m glad you’re already starting to have a sense of humor about that,” he said.
So was I. Then again, it was kinda hard not to have a sense of humor about stuff when I had so many endorphins streaming through me.
He slid an arm around me, and we snuggled close to each other, neither of us daring to bring up the fact that our parents were getting married soon. We both knew it, and we both knew that what we’d just done was very wrong because of that fact….and yet, the forbidden nature of it had somehow made the whole experience ten times hotter.
Cade got up after a few minutes, disposed of the condom, and pulled on a pair of shorts. “I’m just going to go put out the fire and lock up,” he said before turning to me with a mischievous gleam in his eyes. “By the way, don’t go to sleep. I’ll be ready to go again in three minutes...”
Chapter Fifteen
Cade
“Wakey wakey…”
I stirred and groaned at the sound of Charlotte’s voice, and I managed to squeeze one eye open. “Tired,” I managed to get out before closing my eye again.
It’d been four weeks since we’d gotten together at Silverton Falls, and we’d been sneaking around ever since then, stealing every moment we could to be together. It wasn’t exactly hard, seeing as the house was huge, and everyone else in the family was always too busy to notice anything. Evan had school and extracurricular activities, Emilia had work and was also buried in last minute wedding planning, and Dad was even busier with his job than usual. He’d been taking a lot of meetings with Greg Sanders recently, which all but confirmed his upcoming presidential bid, because Greg was known to be one of the most cutthroat—and effective—political consultants in the political world.
None of my friends knew what was going on between Charlotte and me either; they’d all dismissed Nicki’s rant at the cabin party as being petty, jealous bullshit, and I wasn’t about to fill them in on the truth. The last thing we needed was for everyone to find out and for it to somehow get back to our families, because then shit would really hit the fan.
We both knew what we were doing was wrong, but it felt right, and while we knew it all had to come to an end at some point, neither of us wanted to admit that out loud, let alone let it end. We were happy to remain blissfully ignorant to our future problems for now, as long as we could be with each other. Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to do that, but shit, I couldn’t let go of Charlotte now that I had her, and I dreaded the day it all came to a head.
This was all a massive change for me, too, considering the circumstances of just a couple of months ago. At that time, I’d just broken up with a cheating girlfriend and vowed to only have meaningless one night stands without even thinking about settling down for a long time, but what had I done instead? I’d settled into a relationship with literally the first girl I’d spotted after my ex stormed off that night.
It sounded wrong, but damn, it felt right.
Charlotte gently prodded me in the chest, eliciting another tired grumble from me. “Come on…I’ve got something for you.”
I opened both eyes this time. “What is it?”
She put her head on my shoulder and snuggled into me, and I wrapped an arm around her as she tilted her head up and touched her lips to mine, tentatively at first and then more insistently as I woke up properly. I tangled a hand in her hair, and she reached down into my boxer briefs, still kissing me fervently. She pulled my cock out, and I groaned as she stroked up and down my shaft with a firm grip.
“Mm…okay, you were right to wake me up,” I said, breaking away from the kiss.
She smiled, a glint of desire in her eyes. “I thought you might say that.”
She suggestively ran her tongue across her lips and then moved her head down, and I bit my lip to stop myself from groaning again. As much as I enjoyed her touches, it was early in the morning, so any loud sounds we made might wake Evan up in the room across the hall from mine.
Charlotte moved lower, still stroking up and down my shaft with her hand, and then she took me in her mouth. She licked around the head of my cock, deftly flicking her tongue over and around the sensitive tip before sliding more of me down her throat. I gripped her hair with my hands, and her head bobbed back and forth as she gradually increased her speed. I moved my hips, thrusting deeper into her mouth, and with the hand that was still gripping the base of my cock, Charlotte reached down further and gently cupped my balls.
I was breathing heavily now. “Shit…Charlotte…you’re so amazing at this.”
She sped up her movements even more, taking as much of me as she could in her hot mouth, and I felt a rush of heat in my groin a moment later. “Fuck….I’m gonna cum,” I groaned, looking down at her.
She swallowed every last drop before looking up at me with a naughty grin. “I think it’s my turn now.”
“Damn right it is.”
She squealed as I sat up and flipped her onto her back, and just as I was tearing her pajama bottoms off with my teeth, I heard a knock on the door.
“Shit,” Charlotte whispered, practically flying off the bed. She ran into my bathroom and shut the door, and I fixed the bedsheets and lay down, pretending I’d been asleep this whole time.
“Uh…come in,” I said before loudly yawning.
The door opened, and I feigned another yawn and stretched as Evan came in. “Hey, man, what’s up?” I asked.
“I thought I heard something,” he said, giving me a funny look. “Is Charlotte in here?”
I raised an eyebrow, trying to look as nonchalant as possible. “What? Why would she be in here?”
He shrugged. “I dunno, I just thought I heard her voice.”
I thought fast and motioned towards my clock radio. “It was probably just that. I have it set to turn onto the news channel first thing in the morning.”
“Right. Anyway, have you seen her at all today?” he asked.
“No, I only just woke up, and I haven’t left my room yet. It’s only seven o’clock, bro.”
“I know, but she usually gets up really early. I went to look in her room and it doesn’t even look like she slept in her bed. It’s kinda weird.”
“She’s been going out with friends a lot. Maybe she stayed with them last night?” I said.
It wasn’t entirely a lie. Ever since the cabin party incident, Charlotte had been spending a lot of time with her new friends—when she wasn’t with me, of course. The girls she’d met that night went to RMU as well, so they’d all quickly become good friends, and they’d fully supported her after the crap that happened with Nicki. Hell, even Amy and Talia were disgusted by Nicki’s behavior that night and sided with C
harlotte afterwards, and they’d once been Nicki’s best friends.
“Maybe,” Evan said, but he didn’t look convinced. “But her car is in the garage.”
I ran a hand through my hair. Jesus, my little brother was too smart for his own good. “I guess her friends picked her up in their car, then. Why are you looking for her anyway?” I asked.
“She mentioned that her telescope was finally getting delivered this week. I was just wondering if it had arrived yet, and if it has, I was going to ask her if we could take it out tonight.”
“I’m sure she’d be happy to, buddy,” I said. “I’ve gotta go to college for a couple of classes and then some training, so if I run into her there, I’ll pass on your message.”
He smiled. “Okay, thanks,” he said. He walked out, and then he turned around again. “Are you sure she’s not in here?”
“Dude…I already said no. Why would she be?”
“No reason,” he said hurriedly. “I’m going to go get ready for school.”
“All right. Catch you later, bro,” I said. He smiled and shut the door behind him.
I felt bad for lying to my little brother, but I couldn’t exactly say ‘Sure, Charlotte’s in here, she’s hiding in the bathroom because you almost caught us hooking up.’
Charlotte emerged from the bathroom a minute later, a horrified expression on her face. “What happened? Did he hear us?”
“Yeah, but I managed to convince him it was the radio.”
Her face fell, and she sat down on the end of the bed. “I hate this…I hate lying to everyone,” she said.
I sat up and scooted over to her, gently rubbing her back. “I know. But what else can we do?”
She shook her head. “I don’t know. Nothing, I guess. Unless we find a way to come clean….or just end it.”
“I don’t want to end it.”
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