“You’re smart and funny, kind and generous. I could drown in your eyes. Your body is so damn tempting,” his fingers swept over her cheek and down her neck once more, “and your skin is so soft. Softer than I imagined it would be, and now I want to touch it for days.”
Tears welled in her eyes. No one had ever said anything like that to her. She’d always been the girl who had a pretty face, the cute, chubby girl with a great smile. Never this. Never beautiful. Not from any man, and not with so much honesty in his eyes.
He met her gaze. “You. Are. Gorgeous, Addie. Don’t ever think anything different.”
Something warm filled her chest, so intense and hot it felt like she might explode. She wanted to laugh. She wanted to cry. She wanted this man to do everything he’d said he would and then some, and she didn’t care where.
“Kiss me, Cade…”
He smiled lazily. “Yes, ma’am.”
Her eyelids fluttered closed as his mouth converged with hers. A gentle press of lips, petal-soft and so full of emotion, and Addie instantly leaned into him. Her hands skimmed over his chest, marveling at the hard planes and ridges beneath the soft cotton, and over his shoulders to curl into the dark hair at his nape.
Cade opened his mouth, his tongue inviting hers to play. When her lips parted, he tilted his head and deepened the kiss, overwhelming her with pent-up desire.
Her body burned like a furnace, low in her abdomen. She melted into him, molding herself to the hard muscles of his body. His hands slipped down from her waist to cup her buttocks and pulled her firmly against him. That hard bulge in his jeans nestled against her lower belly, and she instinctively bucked her hips, trying to grind her need against his. She wanted him there, to touch her there, but his hands remained on her butt.
She whimpered and a low chuckle rumbled through him.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” he said, punctuating the endearment with another soft kiss, “I’ll get to the rest of you in a moment.”
He didn’t lie, but the slow, agonizing trail of kisses he left from her mouth, down her neck, and across her collarbone did nothing but make her more desperate. She lifted her leg and wrapped it around his hip, pressing the wet, throbbing part of her against his thigh. But she still couldn’t get what she really wanted.
Somehow, while she shifted and twisted against him, he’d unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it from her jeans. He pushed the soft cotton down her arms as his mouth left a trail of fiery kisses over the gentle swell of her breasts. Her nipples longed for that mouth to kiss, lick, and suckle them, and the knot of need in her lower body pulled tighter. But he continued to take his time, caressing them with his fingers while he kissed along the lacy edge of her bra.
When the cool evening air finally caressed her naked breasts, she gasped in surprise.
“Oh, God, Addie,” he said, sounding as if he were being strangled, but his eyes gleamed with blue fire as he stared at her freed bosom, the hard dusky nipples stabbing the air, dying for his touch. “You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
He cupped her breasts in each hand almost reverently, measuring their weight, size, and circumference. His gaze burned her flesh and she shivered, waiting, wanting, needing…more.
“Cade…”
His eyes met hers and her heart clenched. So much passion blazed in his blue gaze, so much need etched his face.
He smiled. “I know, sweetness,” he said as his thumbs brushed over her sensitive nipples.
She sucked in a breath and moaned as her eyes closed. An almost painful stab of desire shot downward from her breasts to the yearning, weeping flesh between her thighs.
He thrummed her nipples again and she gasped and jumped.
“So sensitive,” he murmured, sounding pleased.
Addie barely heard him. Her whole focus was on the heat of his hands against her skin, how they, and not the chill air, sprung goosebumps all over her, and the constant pulse he’d created in her lower body.
“Please, Cade…”
“Patience, darlin’.”
She groaned. He was making her crazy, kissing and touching her everywhere but where she desperately wanted him to. She squirmed, hoping to encourage his mouth where she wanted it, but whenever he got close, he would shift direction. It was maddening!
Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, scalding heat seared her right breast. She sucked air in through her mouth, unable to get enough.
His tongue flicked back and forth over her engorged nipple and she cried out with sheer sensual joy, even as the building tension within grew harder, heavier, more hot and needy.
He suckled her while the fingers of his other hand mimicked the movements of his mouth, tongue, and teeth. She wanted to reach for him, rake her fingers in his hair, and hold him, but the shirt around her wrists kept her hands at her sides.
Another moan slipped from her lips.
He hummed against her breast and the vibration sent another stab of pleasure downward.
The heat of his mouth and body disappeared. She whimpered at the sudden loss, but she needn’t have worried.
Gently, he pulled her arms above her head, wrapping her loose shirt around her wrists and fastening it to a ladder rung. “What are you doing?” She didn’t recognize her voice, which was too low, too breathy.
His eyes bored into hers, his hand sliding down her arms to her breasts once more. “Is this okay?” His voice was as low and as raspy as hers had been. “I know we didn’t discuss it, but…”
She felt no fear, no internal warning that told her to escape the loose bonds of her shirt. All she felt was desire for this man and trust that he would give her everything she wanted. “Yes,” she whispered. “Please, Cade… Please.”
He stared at her breasts, swelling in his
