A Breath of Heaven: El Camino Real (10 page)

“Wait just a second.” Cade held her close,
his head buried in her neck. “We’ll get you all comfortable, however you need
to be. But I want to look at you for a bit.” He kissed her neck and licked a
path all the way to her lips. Her eyes were wary, but filled with hope. “Thank
you for giving yourself to me,” he whispered, trying to make her relax.

“My pleasure,” she answered demurely while
keeping a tight hold on the bottom of her shirt.

Cade’s heart ached for her. Didn’t she
realize she was perfect in his eyes? He had no idea what was making her feel
insecure, but before the night was over there would be no doubt in her mind
that she was perfect for him. Because he intended to show her with his mind,
body and soul. “You just wait there. I’m going to get more comfortable.” Maybe
if he undressed first, she’d be more at ease.

“Oh, mercy,” she breathed. Cade had no
idea how unschooled she was. She dealt with the breeding of animals all the
time, but she’d never seen a naked man before, not in the flesh. And certainly
not one like him. Enthralled, she stood there and gazed as he unveiled muscles
on top of muscles, tanned skin covered with just enough hair to make her
quiver, and an aroused manhood that made her eyes pop out. “Wow.” She held her
hand out to touch him—not his cock, she wasn’t that brave—but she placed her
hand over his heart. She could feel a pounding rhythm. “You are very sexy, Mr.
Tallbull.” She offered with a shy smile.

More than anything, Cade wanted to show
Abby what this meant to him. So, he did the only thing he could think of to
show her how honored he was. Cade went to his knees, put his arms around her
waist and placed a gentle kiss just beneath her breasts. She jerked in his arms
like a frightened deer. “Sit here, love. I just want to touch you a little.” At
her concerned expression, he assured her. “Only where you want me to, I
promise.” He ran his fingers through her hair. “Can I touch your face and
neck?” She nodded, so he traced her features, gently caressing her soft skin,
giving her a message without words, showing her how very beautiful she was to
him.

Abby’s whole body was sizzling, partly
with nerves and partly from anticipation. Could she please this man? God, she
wanted to try. Taking the initiative, she began placing feather like kisses all
over his face.

“Abilene,” he growled. “You’re torturing
me.” He sought her lips and drank deeply from them, tangling their tongues
together. “I want to make you happy, Cowgirl.”

“I might be a handful,” she teased,
feeling a little more self-assured.

A sense of déjà vu hit him like an anvil.
“That’s how you were introduced to me by one of your brothers on the day we
first met.” He framed her face and rested his forehead against hers. “And
you’re right, you are a precious handful.”

 “I don’t know…” she teased, “I might be
able to take you.”

Didn’t she realize? He’d be glad for her
to take him anytime, anywhere she wanted to. But he played along. “I’ve
wrestled enough steers in my time. I know I can wrestle a little ole’ thing
like you.” Good, she giggled. “Now, make my dreams come true. Let me see your
breasts. Please?” It wasn’t like Cade to ask permission, but this was different.
She was different. And when she began undoing the tiny buttons on the soft
shirt, he shook.

“I’m nervous.” She confessed in a shaky
voice.

“Don’t be. You’re precious.” He helped
her, his big fingers fumbling with the tiny discs.

“Don’t go all the way to the bottom,
Cade,” she cautioned him.

Again he wondered why. “Okay, Baby, just
far enough.” He unbuttoned to her belly button, and pulling the shirt apart, he
groaned. “Fuckin’ perfect.” Perfect size. Perfect shape. He framed the velvety
globes with both hands, plumping them together and slid his mouth across the
top swell. They weren’t tear drop shaped. Abby’s tits were round and full with
large coral areolas and puffy suckable nipples. “Hell, I may cum from just
touching you,” he groaned.

Abby put her hands on his shoulders and
held him to her. She swallowed hard, feeling this incredible urge to wrap her
legs around him and plead for something she’d never had before. “Cade, please,”
she asked for anything he’d give.

Molding them, he lifted her breasts and
luxuriated in how firm they were. Using his palms, Cade rubbed and caressed,
kneading the soft flesh, his cock throbbing with excitement. “You like that?”
He looked up into her beautiful face. When she parted her lips and whimpered,
he took that as positive feedback. Circling one nipple with his tongue, he
relished the feel and taste of her in his mouth. “One day, I’m going to suck on
you till you sparkle.” He took the nipple between his lips and strummed it with
his tongue. When she grabbed his head and pushed her tit into his mouth,
seeking more, he smiled. He must be doing something right.

“I can’t believe how good this feels.”
Abby thought she would pass out from the sheer wonder of him tugging and
suckling at her breast.

Cade gave her everything he could until he
was literally humping the side of the bed.

“Let me,” she whispered. Reaching down
between them she slipped her hand over his cock, marveling at the size, the
hardness, the smoothness—the maleness of him. She was unsure but wanted to try,
so she let instinct take over – pumping, stroking, running her thumb over the
swollen head, marveling at the creamy liquid beading on the tip. “I’ve imagined
touching you like this,” she confessed.

“Oh, Abilene.” He threw his head back and
let her have her way with him. She slid her soft little palm up and down his
shaft, up over the head, over and over again, causing him to buck in her hand. 
“Too excited.” He stopped her. “I want to touch you.”

“Turn off the light,” she cautioned. Their
hands were entwined, and she held on tight, desperately trying to control the
next step.

“I will,” Cade assured her. “Don’t worry.
I’m not out to upset you. I just want to love you.” She could take his
declaration any damn way she wanted to. He meant it. “Just tell me what to do,
Abby.”

A hot blush swept up her chest and neck,
finishing with a bloom on her cheeks. “I have on a pair of panties that doesn’t
have a – uh – bottom”

Cade chuckled but the idea was
irresistible. “You mean crotchless panties?”

Covering her face, she nodded. “Yes, you
can touch me through them, just nowhere else down there. Please.”

Torn, Cade was in turmoil. He wanted to
touch her, take her – God, he wanted to fuck her! But more than that, he wanted
to please her, to make her happy. “Baby, we’ll only do what you want. I’ll
stand on my head and recite the constitution backward if you’ll just let me
hold your hand.”

Uncertainty filled her face with sadness.
He wanted to beat the crap out of whomever or whatever was making her feel
inadequate.

“You need to know one thing, Abby.” He
kissed her hand. “I don’t know what the real problem is, or why you’re so
unsure. But, it doesn’t matter. To me, you’re perfect.”

A knot formed in her throat. Abby was
having a hard time speaking. She was as far from perfect as a woman could be.
“Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.” She started to rise.

“No, hell, no.” Cade pulled her back with
one hand and turned the light off with the other. “We’ll do it your way. You
just set the boundaries and I’ll play by your rules.” Gently, he coaxed her
back into the bed. “Let’s just lie down and cuddle. I need to kiss you.”

 Quaking, Abby went into his arms.
Truthfully, she didn’t know if she could do this or not. “Just hold me, Cade.”

“All night if you want.” He wrapped
himself around her, seeking to give her comfort. From what, he didn’t know. “I
wish I understood what was wrong.”

Too many years of regrets, too many years
of loneliness, too many years of longing for this one man culminated in a
torrent of feelings. Abby clung to Cade like he was the answer to her problems,
even though she knew in her heart what she wanted could never be. “Kiss me,
Cade. Just kiss me.”

His answer was to cup the side of her face
in one big hand and grant her request. In the dark, them lying face to face,
with one arm under and around her, he began to kiss her brow, temple, eyelids,
feverishly running his lips over the flesh damp from her tears. “Don’t you dare
cry. Don’t you know how I’ve longed to be here with you like this?” What had
happened to her? What had changed her from the carefree teenager he’d known to
the withdrawn, wary woman she had become?

The Christmas following their first kiss,
when he’d hoped to begin a relationship with her, he’d found a different Abby
Grace. When she’d made it more than clear she wanted nothing to do with him
other than their original friendship, he had steered clear of her for a long
time. Cade had quit coming around the Kings. Her rejection just hurt too much.
Oh, he’d seen Jase and Justice on the circuit, but it had taken several years
before he’d grown a shell hard enough to endure sitting across the dinner table
from the woman he wanted more than life. If it hadn’t been for Amelia begging,
he would have stayed away longer. His and Abby’s relationship had become a game
of one-upmanship, harmless baiting and petulant teasing. For the life of him,
he didn’t understand it. One day she’d been warm and willing in his arms, the
next time as standoffish as a horse who’d been whipped…

Then it hit him like a ton of bricks.

Cade stilled, ceasing his caressing of her
face, his gentling of her soul.

The accident, the fire, the incident that
the whole family had assured him had been nothing—minor, no one had been hurt.
What if…

“What’s wrong?” She asked, hoping he
hadn’t changed his mind.

Damn, he couldn’t ask. If it were true,
she’d be up and out of this bed before he could stop her. “Not a thing,
Beautiful. I’m just happy.” And he was. She was in his arms. He didn’t know if
he was right, but he was damn sure going to find out – an soon. In the
meantime, he intended to show her exactly what she’d been missing. Cade gently
eased her to her back and began sliding his lips down her neck. “You okay?”

“Yes,” Abby whispered. “Just remember what
I asked.” Her voice was tremulous.

God, his poor baby. “I only want to make
you happy,” he whispered. “And myself.” He chuckled. “There’s a certain part of
me that’s desperate to get better acquainted with you.”

“I want this. And…and…I’m on the pill. Are
you safe?”

He sought to reassure her. “I’ve never had
sex without a condom. Until you. If you’ll allow. I don’t want anything between
us.”

“Okay.” She placed her hand over his and
moved it down to her breast. His breath hitched and she gasped when his palm
closed over the quivering globe. “Oh, yes,” she breathed.

“Lord, you’re sexy.” He weighed her tits,
playing with the nipples. He’d memorized their look and taste a moment ago,
before the light was out. They were baby soft, puffy and sweet as candy. “Does
that feel good?”

She hummed an answer, “Um, yes.” Her whole
body was on fire, her pussy literally throbbing with arousal. Abby had used
dildos, so she wasn’t worried about pain. All she was worried about was him
encountering the rough patches of skin graft if his hand ventured to the front
of her mound or to the top of her thighs. Just the thought of his revulsion
made her stiffen.

Cade felt her draw away. “Don’t you leave
me. Abby. I need you too much.” He angled down in the bed so he could suck on
her tits some more. She enjoyed that, and he sure as hell did. Taking one of
the hard tips between his lips, he set out to rock her world. Damn, he loved
this. Twirling his tongue around the nipple, he pulled on it hard, suckling.
His hips had set up a sympathetic rhythm, his cock aching to get in on the act.

Nirvana. Abby vibrated with pleasure as
Cade nursed at her breast. She could feel herself responding, a wetness growing
between her legs. Knowing it was up to her, she guided his hand once more, but
this time she placed it to the opening of her panties. Ah…

Sweet Jesus! She was so wet and creamy.
And soft. God, what he wouldn’t give to bury his face between her thighs and
dine to his heart’s content. For now, he was just thankful to be touching her.
With gentle swirls Cade proceeded to pet her pussy. He massaged her slit, up
and down, teasing the tight little opening to paradise, moving up to encircle
and play with her clit.

“Oh, God,” she breathed. It felt so good!
She tilted her hips toward him, opening her legs a little wider to give him
room to work. All the while he was touching her, they were kissing deeply,
seductively, tongues mating, breaths mingling. Abby had never known such bliss.
They were cloaked in darkness, but her very soul felt alive with color.

Cade groaned. His cock was so strutted, he
felt it would burst before he could gain admittance to the one place he wanted
to be—deep inside Abby. “Feel good?” When she breathed a “yes” into his mouth,
he eased one finger into her tight little pussy. “Abby, Abby, you are so
perfect.”

Wanting more, needing to be closer, she
placed one leg over his, opening herself up to him fully. She wanted to give
herself to this man more than she wanted a future. Holding the back of his
head, and grazing her lips over his mouth, she offered him all that she was.
“Make love to me, Cade. I want you so much.”