The Rules (18 page)

He grinned again. “Baby, you’re so fucking sexy when you blush. I hope I can keep sharp enough to bring that pink out on your cheeks for the rest of my life.”

What?

I couldn’t move. My heart pounded, and I squeezed my legs together against the need growing between them. “You—uh, you—”

He released one wrist only to tuck it under the first so he held them both with one hand. “Like I said, stop straining yourself. What did you expect? Did you really think I would turn you away for being a virgin?”

“Well, yes. The thought did cross my mind.”

“And that’s why you never told me?”

“That and the sheer mortification of the idea.”

He chuckled, deep. His free hand landed on my face and cupped my jaw. “That’s insane. You know that, don’t you?” He shook his head. “Clearly not. Baby, there’s no red-blooded man on this Earth who wouldn’t cherish that gift. Not even the assholes.”

I wasn’t sure I believed him. “I have no experience. I bring nothing to this party.”

“And that means I get to teach you everything from scratch and watch your face as I take you places you’ve never been with any man. Every single look in your eyes will belong to me. I’ll never worry that inside your head you’re comparing me to previous lovers. A wet dream come to life, baby.”

When he put it that way… I forced a small smile. “Okay.”

“Jesus. I’m glad I figured this out before I hurt you.”

“I can take it, Sir.”

“I’m sure you can, but you don’t need to. At least not alone.” He stretched out over my body, releasing my wrists, until he planted his forearms beside my head. “I’m completely humbled, baby. Thank you for this.”

I nodded.

Cade rolled to one side and propped himself on one elbow. He stared down at my body and stroked his fingers over my skin. “Spread your legs, baby.”

My leg closest to him was trapped against his. I pulled the other one away from my body and let my knee fall open. I couldn’t plant my heels on the silk sheets without ripping a hole in them. “Cade?”

“Yeah, baby.”

“Please take off my shoes. I’m going to worry about the sheets if you don’t.”

He chuckled. “Okay. But I want to fuck you again later with them on.” He reached for my foot and slipped the back down until I was free. Then he did the same with the other.

I planted my heel on the bed and gave him my full attention. Tentatively I reached for his cock. He let me. I stroked my hand from the base to the tip just as I’d seen him do.

Cade groaned. He gripped my wrist and pulled my hand away. “Sorry, baby. I thought I could let you touch me. Turns out I can’t. Not right now. Later. When I’m not about to come before I get inside you.”

“Okay.” I warmed at the idea I had that effect on him.

His fingers might have been shaking as he reached between my legs. He was suddenly so sweet. I hadn’t thought I wanted sweet from him, but now that I had it, I was glad. Just this once. Or maybe occasionally in the future too.

When he parted my folds and gathered my wetness, I lifted my hips off the bed. “Please, Cade. Don’t drag this out. I need you. So bad it hurts.” I wasn’t kidding. The knot in my belly was surely worse than any discomfort I might feel from him filling me.

“Are you sure, baby?”

“Yes. God, Cade. Now.”

He sat up, grabbed the condom he’d set on the bed, and tore into it with his teeth.

I watched as he rolled it down his length.

And then he was between my legs, his tip nestled at my entrance.

I bucked, hoping to force the issue.

“Look at me, baby.”

I did.

“I want you to keep your eyes on mine. Got it?”

I nodded.

“I want to watch every expression on your face. Do not lose eye contact.”

I nodded again. This was important to him.

He gritted his teeth as he pressed forward slowly, as if this were more painful for him than for me. But I realized with relief he was doing his best to hold back his orgasm. It felt that good.

I smiled inside. Outside, I couldn’t control my expressions at all. All my blood flowed to my sex. I wrapped my hands around his biceps and held him tight.

Cade pushed in farther.

The tightness was unexpected. I sucked in a breath.

Cade waited, watching my face. “More, baby?” he gritted out.

“Yes. Please. Just do it, Cade.”

He didn’t listen to me. He kept his slow entrance, stretching my insides. So much pressure.

I couldn’t avoid lifting my ass, my feet digging into the bed beside his hips.

Cade groaned. “Stop, baby. Let me.”

I fell back to the mattress, sweat beading on my forehead. The stress of the unknown alone was killing me.

The ball of need expanded to encompass my entire belly until it hurt. “Cade.” One sharp syllable.

He must have heard my urgency because he thrust home.

I cried out, the instant pain sharp but brief. My eyes fluttered shut as I acclimated to his girth. Quick panting breaths.

“Eyes, baby.”

I opened them again to meet his gaze. His hands were on my head, holding me gently, his thumbs stroking my temples. “You okay?”

“Better than. Move.”

He smiled finally and then did just that. His hips pulled almost out and then thrust back in. He wasn’t exactly gentle, but he was careful. I wasn’t in the mood for gentle.

He missed nothing, his eyes roaming over my expressions from behind his furrowed brows. “Fuck, baby. So damn tight. I’m not going to last.” He tucked his lips into his teeth and continued to stroke in and out of me, each thrust better than the last. The walls of my pussy were alive like never before. I wanted more. I never wanted this to end.

Cade jerked one hand down and wiggled it between our bodies. He pressed his thumb to my clit and rubbed.

I moaned louder at the pressure. I was going to explode. Not like I had all the other times he’d brought me to orgasm, but on an entirely different plane of pleasure. It scared me. I clutched at him, feeling out of control. I teetered toward a realm I knew nothing about. And I wasn’t sure my heart could survive.

I screamed. “Cade.” And then I slammed over the top, my orgasm milking Cade’s cock as my body did what it was made to do. It went on for much longer than expected, my clit rhythmically throbbing against Cade’s thumb as he continued to thrust into me, harder now. Faster.

My orgasm was just easing up when Cade suddenly thrust deep and held steady, his thickness buried deep. I felt his release as he came inside me, his cock pulsing in the same manner as my pussy had clenched around him.

He did this for several moments before he finally seemed to see me again. He slumped lower against me, squishing me. I didn’t care. I didn’t want him to pull out. Ever. I was okay with starving to death in this bed. Better than okay.

But Cade caught his breath, pulled out slowly, and flopped to one side of me on his back. He hauled me with him, dragging me like a rag doll onto his chest, his arm wrapped around my shoulders.

His chest heaved. “I think you killed me. See if I have a pulse.”

“Won’t do any good because I died before you did,” I said against his chest. I couldn’t lift my cheek.

Chapter Fourteen

At midnight, we were both leaning over the coffee table nibbling on the assortment of appetizers we’d ordered from room service.

We hadn’t eaten much since our late lunch, and we were starving. When Cade finally leaned back against the couch and propped his feet on the table, I climbed over him to straddle his lap. He wore his flannel pajama pants. I wore the skimpy robe that was now completely open in the front. I ground myself on his cock, loving the feel of his hardness at my entrance, even through his pants.

Cade grabbed my arms and held me steady. “I’ve created a monster.”

“You promised me hard and fast for the second round.”

He chuckled. “I think you’re forgetting a step, baby. I believe I said I was going to spank you and then fuck you. Big difference.”

I shrugged. My pussy clenched.

“Baby, are you trying to goad me into punishing you?”

“Maybe.” I let that word drag out.

He rolled his eyes. “What good is spanking you going to do if you like it?”

“I don’t know, but I’m willing to find out.” I was shocked by my new boldness.

Cade hesitated for one second, and then he moved fast, flipping me over his knee so that I landed hard against his thighs. Before I could catch my breath, he jerked the silk robe off my shoulders, but left my arms trapped inside the sleeves. He held the wadded ball of material at my lower back. I had no balance. My feet were in the air.

Cade molded his palm over my ass and squeezed hard. His touch was rough. He didn’t give me much of a warmup before he landed the first spank.

I flinched on a moan. I really was a bit of a slut. Wetness spread between my legs. I needed more. Whatever he would give me.

Cade soothed the spot where his hand had landed for a few seconds and then swatted me again.

This time I arched into his touch, my voice caught in my throat.

“Oh, baby. You needed this. Didn’t you?”

I didn’t respond.

“It feels so good, baby.” He spanked me again. Two more times, once on each cheek. Then he rubbed the spot. “Spread your thighs, baby.”

I squirmed to do his bidding. It was hard without the use of my arms. I was totally off balance.

Cade shocked me by thrusting two fingers into my pussy.

I screamed. It felt so good.

He removed his fingers and groaned. “Last time I’ll be able to punish you with a spanking. I can see that.” His hand landed again, this time at the juncture between my thigh and my ass. That one hurt. He had my attention.

He did it again on the other thigh.

I squealed at the sting, but my pussy still craved his touch. I thought he would continue, and I wondered how hard he would be able to spank me. But he suddenly stopped. He flipped me over and cradled me in his arms while he stood.

My hands were still trapped at my lower back. I tried to untangle them, but he gave me a hard look. “Don’t.”

I stilled.

Cade carried me behind the couch, flipped me over, and deposited me over the back. I landed on my belly, my ass in the air, my arms tangled at my back. I was confused.

I heard the rustle of a condom wrapper and stiffened my body.

Cade stepped between my legs, pushing them apart. His fingers reached between my thighs and stroked through my soaking pussy. “Baby… So ready for me.” He set one hand on my lower back to steady me and nudged his body between my legs. “You okay, baby?”

“Yes.” I breathed heavily.

Cade thrust into me. Hard. Fast.

My pussy clenched at the renewed fullness. A twinge of discomfort was followed by pure bliss.

His hands were on my hips. He pulled out and plunged back in, holding himself to the hilt. He leaned forward and pulled back a lock of my hair. “Talk to me, baby.”

“God, Cade. Keep going.”

That was all he needed. He grabbed both my hips and fucked me. It felt amazing. I rose into the air, seemingly above my body at the number of sensations jamming every one of my synapses. I wasn’t sure I breathed. Instead I rode the high, concentrating on nothing except the pressure inside me building and building as he thrust harder. I listened to the noises he made, knowing I caused them.

“Come for me, baby.”

I obeyed instantly, my body convulsing beneath Cade’s grip as though far more than my sex were involved in the orgasm.

Cade came right behind me. I knew the second he did by his rigid stance against me and the long groan he emitted.

When his pulsing finally stopped, he spoke. “Yep. You killed me. I’ve gone to heaven.”

I slumped, letting my body relax against the sofa cushions. But Cade was quick to lift me. He tugged off my tangled robe, pulled out of my pussy, and cradled me in his arms to carry me to his bed.

I was so sated, I couldn’t move. I didn’t need to, either. Cade padded away to clean up, returning with a warm cloth, rolled me onto my back, and spread my legs to clean between them.

I watched in rapture at his gentle touch.

When he was satisfied, he rolled me to my belly and rubbed lotion into my sore skin. If I kept up my sassy attitude, I would never be able to sit again.

He left again, flipping off lights all over the place before returning.

“Don’t get any ideas, gorgeous,” he said as he lay next to me and pulled my body into his side. “That isn’t happening again.”

I pushed out my bottom lip to fake pout.

Cade chuckled deep. His body shook all over. “A monster, I tell you. Gah…” He reached toward the bottom of the bed, pulled up the comforter, and snuggled us into a cocoon. I had never been so comfortable. My ass burned. My pussy was sore. And I was perfectly content.

It seemed like only seconds went by before I opened my eyes to find Cade on one elbow staring at my profile. He was also caressing one side of my face with a finger. “You never moved all night. I was wondering if you were alive.”

I smiled. “More than I’ve ever been.”

Cade pushed the covers off my back and trailed his fingers down my spine to the dip above my ass. He drew circles on my butt next. “I hit you too hard.”

“Nope. Just right.”

His brow furrowed. “I’m gonna rub more lotion into this after I bathe you.”

“You’re going to bathe me?” That was the part I honed in on.

“Yep.” He kissed my shoulder and kept caressing me, lower now, against my thighs. “I’m going to shave you too.”

My breath hitched, and I spread my legs a bit, hoping he would take the hint.

“Not going there, baby. You need to recover.”

“I’m good.”

“Not going there. End of discussion.”

I blew out a breath. “Then why are you still touching me?”

“Didn’t say I wouldn’t make you wish I were going to fuck you. Just that I wasn’t going to.”

I lifted my ass to buck him off. “Tease.”

“Greedy imp.”

I smiled. My life was so perfect. I never wanted to move.

But Cade had other ideas. He wiggled his hand under my body and flipped me to my back.