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Authors: Anne Malcom

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“Look Gwen, I know this isn’t the place, but Fletcher is bad news. I won’t say anything else, but I’ll stop by the store this week, we can have coffee.” He decided instead of asking. What was with the alpha males in this town?

I felt Cade’s glare at my back so I didn’t protest, “Yeah sure Luke, sorry about…whatever that was before.” I was genuinely sorry, he seemed like a nice guy.

“No worries sweetheart, see you later.” To my horror he leaned in and kissed my cheek before leaving with a meaningful glare directed at Cade and the boys.

“Crap.” I muttered under my breath, I really didn’t want the town’s first impression of me to be that I was some skank, playing two guys within days of getting here.

I let the last of the guests out, and only me, Amy, Rosie and the small group of bikers were left in the store. I started to clean up, with Rosie and Amy helping. I’m guessing bad ass bikers didn’t clean, because they just sat on the couches by the fitting rooms and talked in hushed tones with serious looks on their faces, Cade shooting me intense glances every now and then.

Just as we had finished, I grabbed two big rubbish bags and started to carry them towards the door, intending to put them in the dumpster at the back.

I felt strong arms take the bags from me. “I’ve got them babe.” Cade told me.

“Oh so bad ass bikers can’t help clean up, but they can do the lifting?” I shot at him. He smirked back.

I turned to see Rosie and Amy chatting lightheartedly with the rest of the men. I walked over to the little group, putting my hand on Amy’s shoulder, she twisted towards me, letting me into the circle.

“Are you okay to get home?” I asked her with concern, knowing she had one to many Cosmos to drive.

“Yeah girl, Brock here is taking me and Rosie home.” She gave her best seductive look to a very attractive man whom I hadn’t noticed, probably because all of my attention had been on Cade.

He had blonde hair, longish and falling in messy waves around his face. His crooked nose looked like it had been broken a few too many times but he worked the shit out of it. He had tanned skin, was quite lean, but still built, looking almost like a surfer, apart from all the tats covering his arms and creeping up his neck. And air of danger that seemed to waft from all of these men.

“Thanks Brock.” I tried not to drool.

“No problem Gwen.” He smiled at me, looking even more attractive. “Kick ass brownies by the way.”

“Glad you liked them.” I couldn’t help myself but flutter my eyes a little. He was seriously hot.

I felt arms around my middle and pull me back into a hard body.

“Ready to go baby?” Cade whispered in my ear.

“Sure am.” I replied, trying to keep the shaking out of my voice, feeling extremely nervous about being alone with him.

Rosie kissed my cheek, with Cade’s arms still around me.

“Thanks for the great night girl, and the job! I’ll call you tomorrow.”

“Catch you big bro, take care of this one.” She ordered Cade before sauntering out.

Amy blew me a kiss, winked at Cade, then followed Rosie and the men out the door, they all give me and Cade chin lifts as they left, Lucky beamed at me. “Catch you Gwen.” He called cheerfully.

“Bye Lucky.” I waved at him. I really liked that kid.

As they shut the door, I realized Cade and I were alone. He spun me to face him. “Get your shit babe, I’ll get the lights and make sure everything is locked up.”

I frowned at him, pissed at him ordering me around in my store, before I could shoot back a sarcastic statement he spoke again.

“And I appreciate you giving Rosie a job babe, she’s always loved clothes and shit. Didn’t like her job being making coffees and helping round at a dirty garage now and then.” He said sincerely, surprising me.

“I didn’t do it for you, I really like your sister.”

He smiled, giving me a firm kiss. “Thanks all the same.”

I sighed getting my purse and keys and walked towards the front door. After locking up, Cade led me to his bike, which was parked across the street. He grabbed a helmet from a little compartment under the seat and handed it to me, I took it, grumbling about my hair getting messed up, but putting the thing on anyway. He then handed me a jacket.

“Gets fuckin cold on the bike, even in the summer, that dress ain’t going to protect you from much.”

I took the jacket from him and slid it on, savoring in the musky, manly scent that clung to it.

Cade hopped on the bike, I took him in for a second, man he looked good on that thing.

“Well baby hop on.” He ordered.

I glanced from Cade to the bike, trying to figure out how I was going to do this gracefully, oh fuck it. I yanked my dress up, and threw my leg over the bike, resting my heels on the little footholds and leaned into Cade. He turned to me.

“That was fuckin hot baby.” He lay another scorching kiss on my mouth before turning to the front, grasping my hands and pulling them around his body.

He started the bike, I felt it vibrate under me, turning me on even more, and we roared off into the night.

 

 

Chapter 5

We rode well out of town, houses beginning to become few and far between. I hadn’t been out this way before, not that I could see much anyway as it was dark. I just enjoyed being pressed up to Cades hard body, and the feeling being on a bike again. I obviously had ridden on a bike before, with The Prick, and I loved the adrenaline rush and the feeling of freedom that came from it. We started to slow down and Cade turned down a driveway. A small house came into sight, a few lights left on. From what I could see in the dim light, it looked like a reasonably sized, well maintained beach house. I knew we were by the sea, the smell of saltwater invaded my senses. A black SUV was parked at the garage, and a surprisingly well kept garden surrounded the front of the house. The bike slowed to a stop behind the SUV and Cade swung off. He held a hand out to me, what a gentleman. I took it climbing off the bike, quickly pulling down my dress, which had ridden up to my waist. Cade walked me to the door, unlocking it, I was interested to see what his house looks like but I didn’t get the chance. As soon as the door shut behind us, Cade pressed me up against it, mouth on mine. I was surprised but quickly gave in to the kiss. His hands roamed over my body and I moaned into his mouth. The urgency between us was frantic, I was desperate to get more from him. He yanked up my dress roughly, hands going to my bum, I wrapped my legs around him and he lifted me. He carried me in what I guessed was the direction of his bedroom, but I was impatient, grinding on his hard body. He obviously couldn’t wait either because he put me down.

“Arms up baby.” He commanded roughly, eyes black.

I immediately complied, raising my arms above my head. He ripped the dress off me and stared at me wearing only my lacey red underwear. His eyes devoured me, and a low growl erupted from his throat.

He shrugged his cut off his shoulders and threw it down beside him, eyes on me the entire time. I put my hands to his shirt, and began to unbutton it, not breaking eye contact. As I got to the last button I pull his shirt down his arms and ran my hands up his stomach.

“Holy shit” I couldn’t help but mutter. He was ripped, I mean eight pack. I thought those were just an urban legend. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hauled him down to me, needing his mouth again. He growled once more lowering me to the floor, his hard body covering mine. His mouth left mine and trailed kisses down my neck, ripping the cup of my bra down he sucked on my nipple, I moaned feeling like I was going to come already. While he sucked on my nipple his hands travelled into my soaking panties and stroked me, I let out a little scream, I had never felt so responsive to anyone before.

Cade lifted his head. “Christ baby you are so wet.” He continued to work his fingers on my clit, fucking my mouth with his tongue. That pushed me over the edge, waves of pleasure erupted in me. I slowly came down feeling shaky and Cade was staring at me.

“Watching you come baby, the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” His words were low, barely audible.

“Cade, fuck me.” I whispered, and his eyes became almost black. He pulled his jeans down, I heard the rustle of a condom, then I shit you not he rips my panties off. I didn’t realize that happened in real life!

“God baby, this is all I have wanted to do since I laid eyes on you.” He doesn’t say another word he just plunged inside me. I screamed into his mouth, pain and pleasure combining into an intense but amazing sensation.

Cade stopped, looking at me worried, but also pained. “Baby you okay? Did I hurt you?” He bit out, the cords in his neck pulsing from his restraint.

“Don’t stop.” I managed to moan. He immediately listened, pounding into me, filling me completely. He took me urgent and hard. It was the most amazing sex I have ever had, I felt another orgasm building as he continued to plunge into me. I screamed out his name as my insides clenched and pleasure washed over me once more, I heard Cade groan as I milked his release from him. I think I was delirious from pleasure and it took awhile for me to surface. Cade was settled on top of me, bracing himself on his elbows so he wasn’t squashing me. His intense stare burned through me. He didn’t say a word, just picked me up and strolled into his bedroom, laying me down on the bed.

“Don’t move.” He commanded

I watched him leave the room and go into what I guessed was the bathroom to take care of the condom. I realized I was still wearing my shoes but nothing else. I felt a bit self-conscious about being this exposed. I was mostly comfortable with my body, but I still felt uneasy about my small breasts during sex. I sat up to take off my shoes just as Cade entered the room, looking beyond sexy in the dim light. He stood naked in front of me frowning.

“Babe, what did I say about moving?”

“I was just taking my shoes off,” I began to argue.

He gently pushed me down on the bed, kissing me senseless, then whispered. “Let me.”

He travelled down my body leaving a trail of fire where he kissed me, leaving out the most important part until he got to my feet. He slowly undid each shoe then slid them off, lifting up my leg and kissing the bottoms of my feet. He travelled back up my body, stopping between my legs looking up at me with savage look on his face.

“Gonna eat you till you come babe, then I’m gonna fuck you, make you come again.”

I was unable to say anything as he settled between my legs and blew my fucking mind. The things he could do with that tongue. As I recovered from another world shaking orgasm, Cade whispered in my ear. “You taste so sweet baby, like honey.”

He reached to beside his bed where he tagged another condom, sliding it on and pushed into me, getting to work on orgasm number four.

 

I woke up, feeling slightly dazed, registering Cade’s arms tightly around me. I was tucked into his shoulder, my leg thrown over his thighs. The dull morning light was shining through the windows as the curtains hadn’t been drawn. I peeked at Cade, who was still sleeping. God he was attractive, his inky black hair mussed over his face, stubble covering his chin. I gazed down at his body, which was even more jaw dropping in the light of day. His arms were seriously big, not body builder big, like Navy Seal big, muscles built to be used, not paraded around in a gym. Tattoos covered his arms and chest. I moved my head up to study them more closely but Cades arm tightened around me.

“Morning baby.” He grumbled, voice rough from sleep. He hauled me up his body, devouring my mouth. I wasn’t usually a fan of this kind of thing in the morning, not before mutual teeth brushing anyway, but I get lost in his kiss.

Cade woke me in the night to fuck me once more, and it was ah-ma-zing. His hands roamed over my naked body, I felt his hard on pressing my stomach. I smiled getting an idea, my mouth left his, travelling down his body, licking his abs (could you blame me) then grabbing him in my hand. I licked the small bead of wetness on the tip. I was a little bit nervous, he was big, but I was confident in my ability.

“Baby.” He groaned when I took him in my mouth, sliding my tongue along and following my mouth with my hand. I moaned, getting turned on over the amount of power I had over this man.

“Jesus Gwen.” He growled.

I slid my tongue along the underside of his shaft and brought my hand down my stomach, rubbing my clit as I took Cade further into my mouth. I felt his hand on my head and he thrust up, fucking my mouth.

“Gwen, unless you want to take all of me right now, you better stop.” He grunted.

I rubbed myself frantically feeling the start of an orgasm, Cade groaned as he spurted into my mouth. I whimpered and swallowed it all, my orgasm shuddering through me. I sat up and Cade hooked under my arms, pulling me up his body.

“Fuck baby you are the hottest little piece I’ve ever had, your mouth is god damn magic.” He told me, voice rough.

“Glad I could be of service.” I winked at him, resting on top of his body and took a proper look around his bedroom. Definitely a mans room, clothes were strewn about, a huge dresser with deodorant and spare change atop it, with a Harley poster behind it. He had an en suite to the side, and his bedside table was cluttered but tidy. I glanced at the clock beside the bed.

“FUCK!” I yelled. I tried to scramble off Cade, but his arms held me like a vise.

“Jesus Gwen, you trying to give me a heart attack? What?” He asked, sounding slightly irritated and amused at the same time.

“I slept in that’s what! I was meant to be at the store like an hour ago!” I kept scrambling but Cades arms were solid. I blew the hair out of my face and glared at him.

“Cade let me up.” I ordered sternly.

“Calm down babe, its not the end of the world, so you’re a bit late. You own the place no big.” He said nonchalantly, hands trying to distract me by squeezing my ass.

“You may not think it’s a big deal, but it’s my first proper day of being open, being late is not responsible. Crap where’s my phone? I bet Amy has been calling me.” I pulled at his arms.

“Seriously Cade let me up now!!! I have to go.” I started to panic, I hated not being organized, it had been a kind of obsession since my attack. I liked to be in control, set my plans out.

Cade frowned slightly then released me.

I huffed. “About time.” I started to get off the bed, but arms yanked me back, I squealed but Cade silenced me with a kiss.

“Needed your mouth before you left this bed baby.”

“Well if you remember correctly, you had my mouth, not five minutes ago.” I replied smartly, scouring the floor for my underwear.

“I remember, babe be sure about that.” He grumbled.

I flicked my head back to him, seeing him lying on the bed, hands behind his head looking pretty relaxed.

“Can you give me a ride back to my house?” I asked, “Or give me a number for a taxi?” I added, not wanting to expect him to run around after me, this was just sex after all.

“I’ll take you babe.” He clipped, watching me.

“Thanks.” I replied, still looking for my clothes, then remembering they would most likely be in the hall, after last night. I blushed slightly thinking about that and was very aware of Cades eyes on my naked body. I didn’t like that. The morning light was streaming through the windows, making it all too easy to see my scars, I didn’t want him to notice them and ask questions so I quickly swiped a t-shirt off the floor and threw it on.

I turned back to Cade. “I’m borrowing this.”

His eyes grew dark and he looked at me with fierce intensity. “Yeah babe.” He replied. Weird.

I turned. “I’m going to get my dress…man I have to do the walk of shame!” I whined while walking out the door, hearing Cade’s manly chuckle behind me.

I stepped into the hall towards what I thought was the direction of the front door, I was a bit busy last night to remember the layout. I peered at pictures scattered on the walls, some of Cade and the men I saw at Rosie’s, all grinning at the camera, outside a garage. Another was of Cade and Rosie, with an older, hard looking woman with dark hair and blonde streaks. She was a biker babe, and was beautiful, but looked like she had seen a lot in her life with some familiar grey eyes . I turned my gaze away, focusing on the mission at hand, which was not taking a trip down Cade’s memory lane. This was just a one night stand after all.

“Aha!” I whispered, finding my dress and the tattered remains of my underwear.

I quickly whipped off Cades tee, savoring the musky scent and trying to think of a way I could sneak it out without him noticing. Alas, my Prada was not big enough to hide it. I pulled my dress on and shoved my ruined panties in my purse, which was lying beside the pile of clothes. I quickly checked my phone. Six missed calls, three from Amy, three from random numbers, a couple of voicemails and a text.

Hey girl, I’m guessing you are in the midst of a sexfest (woo fucking hoo!) so don’t worry I have opened the store, and Rosie is with me. No rush we have things sorted. Glad those cobwebs have been cleared. Kisses xxx

I laughed out loud at Amy, silently thanking the gods that my friend was not as slutty as I was. At least not last night. I was going to rush though, my store was my dream, I wasn’t letting a man distract me from putting 100% into it.

I still had my phone open on Amy’s text when Cade voice whispered in my ear. “See baby, no rush.”

I jumped, hating people sneaking up on me. I whirled my head around, directing my second glare of the day at Cade. It didn’t help I had not consumed one once of caffeine, luckily my orgasm would be enough to sustain me.

“Don’t do that, you scared the bejezus out of me.” I said tightly. “And don’t read my texts over my shoulder, that’s rude.”

He ignored me, wrapping his arms around me, running then up my body, caressing my breasts. I couldn’t help but moan, just a little.

“I think we better keep working on getting those cobwebs out babe, don’t think I was thorough enough.” Cade told me gruffly.

I so didn’t find that funny. I pulled away from him (with extreme effort) and crossed my arms. “I need you to take me home now, please.”

Cade frowned. “That keen to get away are we?”

“No, I just have work to do, a job? Do you know what that is?” I said with a slight bite, wondering if he even had a job, one that didn’t include committing felonies.

Cade’s frown deepened. “Yeah babe I do.” He clipped. “Get your shit and we’ll go.”

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