Head dropping back on his shoulders, he inhaled sharply.
“Oh, Cade. Your skin is so soft and you’re so…hard and…hot…”
“Hard, yes,” he said, lowering his chin to his chest.
He just got the words out when she abruptly bent at the waist and licked the weeping tip pulsing in her hand. Every muscle in his body had been pulled tight as piano wire by her agonizing foreplay, but that hot, wet flick of her tongue broke his tenuous hold on himself.
His fingers curled around her arms, trapping the condom against her satiny flesh. He pulled her up and then dragged her against his chest. Her eyes looked startled in the brief moment he saw them. Then he dropped his head and all thought left his mind, just as all resistance faded from her body. She melted into him, fitting perfectly against him, as her arms wrapped around his neck and her mouth opened for him.
Kissing her was like going home again. All the worries, pain, and disappointment he carried for the last five years fell away when she was in his arms. He felt new and better than he ever had in his life. Why he felt all those things, he didn’t know. All he knew was that Addie made it happen.
Long fingers buried in her hair, the silky strands sliding easily over his calluses, while his other arm wrapped firmly around her supple waist and he pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. He wanted to feel every part of her, to kiss and touch and lick every inch of her. He wanted to hear her soft, little moans of pleasure before she screamed his name.
He wanted to be inside her.
In one quick motion, Cade swept her legs out from under her and lifted her against his chest. A surprised squeak escaped her and then a bubbling giggle that vibrated inside him. He liked her laugh.
Glancing at her passion-drugged eyes, he smiled and so did she. He kissed her again, putting one foot in front of the other, knowing where he was going without looking.
When his knees butted into the bed, he gently lowered her to it without breaking their kiss. Straightening, he fumbled with the condom, rolling it on by touch as he stared down at her, unable to look away. Her skin glowed in the low lamplight, a pale contrast to the dusky red of her nipples—still hard and puckered from his attentions in the barn—and the light brown patch of curls between her legs. She shifted her legs, rubbing her thighs together, clearly anxious for him, but it was her eyes that nearly brought him to his knees.
Heart thundering in his chest, for a moment, he couldn’t draw breath. The longing he read in her gaze yanked at his insides—a hard tug that shifted something deep inside him. He couldn’t explain it, but he felt it.
Somehow, everything had changed.
He let that almost-physical-pull draw him to her. Covering her body with his, he kissed her, slowly, reverently as his hips settled between her spread thighs. Again, their bodies meshed perfectly, and she did not hesitate to wrap herself around him, encouraging him.
Pulling back, he propped himself on his elbows and looked into her face. “You are sure about this, right?” He didn’t want her to regret anything.
“Absolutely,” she replied. “I want you, Cade. As long as you want me.”
“How could I not?” he said, lowering his head. He kissed her again, a quick, light press of lips. “I think I’ve wanted you ever since you picked me up off the side of the road.” His fingers toyed with a stray strand of her hair. “You were beautiful then…”
“And now?” she asked when words failed him.
“Now, you are so much more than just beautiful.”
She smiled as her hands slid down to his ass. Fingers splayed over his backside, her legs wrapped around his waist, and she pulled him closer. “I want you,” she said in a low voice as an inferno blazed in her eyes. “I’m ready. I want you inside me, now.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he murmured with a smile as he positioned himself, feeling the slick heat already coating her entrance. He rubbed his shaft through her essence, lubricating himself for entry. When he slowly pushed inside her hot, wet core, her body arched into him and her nails dug into his skin. He didn’t care, just closed his eyes, savoring the way she gripped him, welcoming him inside.
A moan of pure pleasure emanated from her lips and his chest puffed and warmed. He wanted to hear more of those.
Slowly, he tilted his hips, pulled out, then slammed back in.
Her nails dug into his shoulders. “Yes! I love…it. More, please. Please”
Her hesitation registered, but only momentarily, and then it was swept out of his mind on a wave of heat, replaced by the driving need to give her more. To give her all he had, and, right now, all he had was his body and a battered heart that she had begun to heal.
Slowly, he pressed his hips forward, staring into her heart-melting brown eyes that seemed to hold a promise he was unworthy to receive. Using the same slow pace—memorizing her face, her body, how she felt around him—he repeated the motions and her eyelids fluttered closed.
“Oh God, Cade,” she murmured. “You feel incredible.”
“Just wait, sweetheart,” he whispered in her ear and nipped her earlobe. “It’ll only get better.”
“I love your confidence,” she said, kissing his cheek, his mouth.
That shifting feeling struck him again like a hard punch to the sternum. He hadn’t had much confidence for the last five years—not with women or horses…or anything else. But being with Addie had changed that. His old self peeked through the cracks she had made in the protective ramparts he’d built around his heart. Maybe he still had a shot at becoming the man he’d always wanted to be.
Her arms snaked around his shoulders, pulling him closer.
Grinning stupidly, he increased his tempo, holding nothing back now,
