Something cracks open in my chest.
"Natalie." I pull back enough to see her face. "I need you to know something."
"What?"
"I'm going to take my time with you." I brush my thumb across her lower lip. "I'm going to learn every inch of your body. What makes you moan. What makes you scream. And by the time I'm done, you're going to know exactly how a man should worship a woman."
Her breath catches. "Cade..."
"That okay with you?"
"Yes." The word comes out shaky. "God, yes."
I strip her slowly. Carefully. Her shirt first, revealing one of the simple cotton bras Vivian gave her that somehow looks sexier than any lace I've ever seen. I unhook it with one handand pull it away, and her breasts spill free, full and heavy with nipples already peaked.
"Beautiful," I murmur, cupping one in my palm. She fits perfectly. "So fucking beautiful."
I lower my mouth to her nipple and suck, gentle at first, then harder when she moans and arches into me. Her hands grip my hair, holding me close. I give her other breast the same attention, licking and sucking until she's writhing beneath me.
"Cade, please."
"Please what, sweetheart?" I kiss my way down her stomach, hooking my fingers in her jeans. "Tell me what you want."
"I want..." She lifts her hips so I can pull off her jeans and panties in one smooth motion. "I want your mouth on me."
"Where?" I settle between her thighs, breathing in the scent of her arousal. She's already wet, glistening for me. "Here?" I press a kiss to her inner thigh.
She whimpers.
"Or here?" I kiss the other thigh.
"Cade." It's half plea, half warning.
I give her what she wants.
The first stroke of my tongue through her folds makes her cry out. She tastes incredible, sweet and musky, and I groan against her pussy as I lick her again. Long, slow strokes from her entrance to her clit, learning her flavor, her responses, the way her thighs tremble when I hit a particularly sensitive spot.
"Oh God." Her hips buck up. "Oh God, that's..."
I seal my lips around her clit and suck gently while I slide one finger inside her. She's so tight, so wet, her walls clenching around me immediately. I curl my finger, searching, and when I find that rough patch of tissue and press, she nearly comes off the bed.
"Right there, sweetheart?" I work that spot while my tongue circles her clit. "That's the one?"
"Yes, yes, don't stop, please don't stop..."
I add a second finger, stretching her, fucking her with slow steady strokes while I devour her clit. She's making sounds I want to record and play on repeat, desperate little moans and gasps that tell me exactly how close she is.
But I'm not ready for her to come yet.
I slow down, easing off, and she makes a frustrated noise that's almost a growl.
"Cade..."
"Patience." I kiss her inner thigh, letting her cool down just enough. "I want to try something. You trust me?"
"Yes." No hesitation.
I reach for the nightstand where I keep a small bottle of lube. She watches with wide eyes as I slick my pinky finger.
