More Than Famous (Famous #2) (33 page)

I stood up and shook the guys’ hands and gave Jennifer a hug as I started to walk out.  "Um... I've got somewhere I
absolutely
need to be.  I'll take care of the bill on my way out. Thank you for being here for Brook and me. If you'll all excuse me?"

"You
are
one lucky bastard, Cade.  Do it justice and make me proud, man," Ethan called after me with a laugh.

I laughed and put my hand in the air in acknowledgement as I left the room. I had every intention of making love to her until I brought her body to quivering fulfillment over and over again.  My mouth went dry and my body tightened again.  I was throbbing with want, need and so much love.  I couldn't bloody wait to get back to Brook's hotel.

I took a deep breath as I got in the waiting car, smiling from ear-to-ear. 

Yes, my girl certainly has balls. She was fucking brilliant! 
I loved this side of her.

My phone vibrated in my pocket.

I love and I want you so much right now.  Cade, please hurry.

I sighed and leaned my head back on the seat, my mind flooding with images of Brook waiting in the black lace and silk nightgown I'd bought for her.  My heart started to race until I felt it would fly from my chest.

I LEFT THE
safety latch on the door flipped out to prop the door open so Cade could get in if I were still getting ready in the bathroom.  No doubt, he’d be upset I took a chance like that, but I couldn't risk him being trapped out in the hall; especially since this wasn't his hotel and he already had to sneak in and get up the fourteen floors without anyone seeing him.

He was so beautiful tonight, and our little exchange in front of Wendy and our friends was so fucking hot.  He was staring right into my soul and despite my mission at the time; I was totally lost in those blue eyes.  And the kiss he gave me at the end of it was so amazing I’d never wanted it to stop. It curled my toes and started the burning throbbing between my legs that was still a nagging ache.

Three months.

Three
damn
months. 

Even if I could forgive Wendy lusting after my beautiful man, I'd never forgive her for costing me three months of touching him, loving him and making me feel like I wanted to die without him. I took a deep breath as I reminded myself that it was over now, and he was going to be holding me, loving me in a matter of minutes.  My heart was already pumping the blood around my body at increased speed.

I'd pulled my hair up on top of my head in a messy heap of curls with tendrils falling on both sides of my face. The black lace and silk chiffon gown he'd left for me was drifting lightly over my body, brushing my curves and my erect nipples, only to float around my hips to the top of my thighs. 

It was beautiful.  It made me
feel
beautiful, sensual... and totally sexy.  The lace covered portions of my body in diagonal appliqués across my breasts and over my sex, strategically placed as they wrapped like ribbons in the sheer material of the rest of the gown. Showing just enough, but leaving plenty to the imagination to wet Cade’s appetite. 

My hands ghosted down my body in the candlelight.  I raised my eyes to look at myself in the mirror and tried to see what Cade would see.  My cheeks were flushed and my eyes glowed with desire for him.  I'd put on my bracelet and my engagement ring and the beautiful gems glistened in the soft flickering light.  I'd placed some light pink gloss on my mouth that added little color, but gave a wet quality to my lips.  I bit my lower lip as I heard him in the other room.

"Brook..." I heard him call my name as I cracked the door to the bathroom. “Why isn’t the door bolted?”

I smiled as he fulfilled my prediction, but didn’t answer. The candle I'd placed in the other room illuminated him as he tore his black T-shirt from his body and began to unbutton the closure of his jeans. The music from my iPod dock played softly in the background.

 His muscled chest and arms were so perfect, his hair so sexy as he ran his hand through it.  God, I adored how he did that.  His face was so incredibly breathtaking; the strength in his jaw and the line of his brow, the straight nose, all so perfect.  My heart thumped painfully in my chest.

How did God make someone that beautiful?  The world would never be the same.  At least, mine never would.

He kicked off his shoes and opened his jeans the rest of the way as he turned toward me.  He was so uncommonly sexy, the muscles on his chest and stomach getting more and more defined, and the trail of hair disappearing into the top of his boxer briefs visible in the opening of his jeans.  It made my heart race and my body quicken, just looking at him.

Cade’s features softened the second he saw me.  My body was shaking, I loved him so much and I wanted him.  I was starving, dying for his touch.

He didn't say a word, but sucked in his breath and closed the five steps that separated us, his hands reached up to cup both sides of my face, as his mouth gently took mine. 

Oh God
. 

My heart was bursting as his tongue slid into my mouth and my arms slid up around his neck to fist in his hair as the kiss deepened.  He groaned into my mouth as he devoured me, and neither one of us could get close enough.  His arms slid around my body and he lifted me off of the ground as he brought my mouth level with his and continued to kiss me over and over again.  I pulled his mouth closer, deeper into mine and sucked on his tongue.

Kiss after kiss, we couldn't get enough, my feet still dangling off of the floor and our breathing becoming more and more labored.  When he finally dragged his mouth from mine to burn a trail across my cheek and into the curve of my neck, I found my voice.

"Oh Cade.  God, I've missed you.  I've missed you so much," I whispered into his shoulder, my voice breaking on the words.

His arms dropped slightly down over my ass as he lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

"Brook, Oh my God... I love you.  You’re so beautiful."  The overwhelming emotions flooded through us both. The loss we'd felt, the desperation, the longing, lust and so much love. It was all more than either of us could bear as he brought his mouth back to mine and I opened my mouth for him as I kissed him back with everything I had. My body was clinging to his, wrapped all around him.

He walked with me to the bed as he pulled his mouth away and put his forehead to mine.  "I'm sorry, honey.  I wanted to take this slow, but I just fucking...
can't! 
I can't wait one more second to have you.  It's been too bloody long. I'm sorry."

"Later, there's time for going slow later. I want you, baby." I panted against his mouth as my hands pulled his head down so his mouth would resume the sweet torture as he lowered me to the bed. My heart squeezed in my chest and I knew I'd never make it through this without tears falling.  God, it was amazing how much I loved him, so much it physically hurt and left me gasping for breath.

Cade’s eyes were locked with mine as he laid me down on the pillows and brushed my hair back off of my face. He bent his head and sucked my lower lip into his mouth, never breaking my gaze.  He moved away to remove his jeans, his eyes a physical caress as they roamed over my body in the black chemise he'd given me.   

"You're so amazing Brook; so bloody beautiful.  If I could only look at you for the rest of my life, I swear it would be enough."  His eyes were smoldering into mine, and his love for me was never more apparent than what I read in his face at that moment.

I enfolded him in my arms as he settled down into me, his elbows resting beside my head; we finally slowed down as his mouth returned to shower mine with dozens of open mouth, wet, sucking kisses.  He slowly tasted me, and I couldn't get enough of him.  I felt his erection pressing against my pubic bone and I couldn’t help arching up, seeking to feel him closer, still.  The friction of our bodies increased and brought panting breaths and groans out of both of us.

I wasn't wearing panties and as Cade moved on me, the friction of steel hardness on slick flesh incited and teased.  He felt so good sliding against me, and he was teasing me, knowing how much it increased the want.  Holding him close, his heart beating over mine, was something I needed, all those months of missing him still an ache.

Finally, he slid into my body, filling and stretching me.  My heart swelled as my hands traced down his back as he started to move within my body.

"Oh my love. Brook... I can't do this again.  I can't be without you like this again.  You feel so amazing. You're mine.  Tell me."  He nuzzled my nose and placed soft kisses on my face as he waited for my words. "I need to hear it. Dear God, I need to hear it, Brook."

All I wanted was for him to move inside me and for his mouth to be on mine. "I'm yours, Cade.  Only yours, forever."

After that he dove back into my mouth and his body moved with greater urgency with mine.  Each thrust more delicious than the last, his tongue coming into my mouth to slide against and with mine, our mouths sucking, licking and coming back for more again and again.  I brought my knees up to bring him in deeper as I clenched around him and he groaned against my mouth.

I didn't know how long we made slow love like that; I was so lost in the sensations, savoring every touch of his hands, his mouth on mine and his body so exquisite I thought my heart was breaking.  My body began to tremble as our hips ground and undulated with each other.  His breathing was heavier too, so I could tell he was getting close.

"Oh Cade, you're so amazing.  I'm so close... uh, uh, ummmm..." He had me panting with each delicious thrust.

He kissed my neck and moved up to my ear. "Babe, I'm coming for you, too.  I never want to be without you again," he said as I felt myself go over the edge and my back arched and my muscles began to spasm around his delicious length.

"Oh yeah, that's it, Brook.  Oh, babe; Brook, Brook—Uhhhh... I love you."  He arched and thrust into me one last time.  His muscles tensed as I felt him twitch as he spilled deep within me, groaning out my name one last time.

I clenched and milked around him, I wanted every drop of him inside of me, my body still pulsing with the pleasure he brought from me.  Both of us shuddered and trembled as we lay panting, coming down from the climax. My heart was beating fast, so full of my love for him. The tears I’d been fighting finally spilled from my eyes as I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his shoulder and then the side of his face.

"I love you, Cade.  I love you, okay?"  I started to sob a little bit, I couldn't help myself and he rolled with me onto his side so he could look in my face.

His hands were gentle as he pushed my hair off my face and kissed my mouth.

His thumbs wiped at my tears. "Okay."  His mouth raised slightly in a soft smile as he looked at me.  "Okay, Brook."  He placed a soft, slow kiss on my trembling mouth.

The piano intro of
Breathe Me
came on the iPod dock as we lay there and it caused more tears to fall from my eyes. "This song... " I couldn't continue right away.

Cade just lay there gazing at my face, wiping my tears and softly brushing my body with his fingers, constantly stroking my skin.

"This song, says everything I needed to tell you.  I only ended up hurting myself more by leaving you and it was my fault because I didn't try to talk to you.  I needed you to save me... I was dying without you."  He reached out to me as the chorus played and folded me in his arms as I cried. "I was so lost without you. It was so hard."

"Me too, love.  I holed up with your diary for weeks.  I wouldn't have survived without that lifeline to you.  Seeing concrete proof that you loved me is what saved me.  I was dying too."  His blue eyes were liquid as he looked at me.

"I'm sorry," I said softly.  I wasn't sobbing, but the tears wouldn't stop raining from my eyes.

"Shhhh, Brook.  Hush.  It's over.  We're together now and I'll never leave you.  It's going to be okay, my love."  He kissed the tears from my face, his voice barely a whisper.

"I'm sorry I cry so much, I just... "  I brought my eyes up to his and couldn't look away.  I reached to brush my hand against his strong jaw.  I needed to touch that beautiful face, so soft with love in his eyes.