“You taste like fucking heaven,” he growled into my mouth. I’d always hated growling, but when Zade did it, it made me feel sexy as hell. My legs were wrapped around his waist, his dick growing by the second. He released my mouth and moved onto my neck. The combination of teeth and tongue about killed me. Combine that with his sexy growl and I stood no chance. “Bedroom. Now.”
I pointed to my bedroom door and he kicked it open, literally. If Greta heard, I didn’t care. She owed me. He threw me onto the bed and locked the door behind him. I lay there, chest heaving and my center screaming for attention, and Zade smiled at me. Now was so not the time for him to go all gentlemanly and shit. “Zade, if you don’t get over here right now, I’m going to finger myself.”
“Good god. I want to see that sometime. But not right now. I’ve waited too long for this, I don’t want to fuck it up.” Worry etched on his face and I sat up, taking my shirt off in the process. His eyes flared, the sweet color of coffee now. I went to turn off the lights but he stopped me. “No. They stay on.”
“Wh-why?” I paused. My plan to seduce him had backfired.
“I want to see every fucking inch of you.”
Oh.
Oh my.
His grin transformed into that of a lion about to attack his prey. He ran his hand over his jaw a couple of times while I sat there in my bra and jeans. “Would you believe me if I told you I was scared as hell right now?”
I nodded. Time seemed to have its own agenda and all I saw was Zade.
He shrugged off his shirt and sweater and matched my appearance with his bare chest and jeans. I reached out, dragging my fingers over his abs. God, they were amazing. Hard yet soft, perfect and scarred. The happy trail wasjustthat. A trail I wanted to explore. He sat next to me on the bed and let me continue exploring him with my fingers. He sucked in a breath when I pinched his nipple.
“Your body is beautiful.” I traced his pecs, down his stomach again and stopped when I got to his belt. He groaned and whatever patience he had, left. He stopped my wandering hands and warned me with his eyes.
“I’m going to come within seconds if you touch me.” His tone left no room for argument. “I need to last. Please. Let me.” He pushed me back, my body at his mercy. His fingers started at my neck, tracing my collarbone. I gasped, the sensation sending shivers through my body. He continued down my chest. His eyes caressed every part of me and my body burned in the best way. He went up to my bra strap on my shoulder and pushed it off, excruciatingly slow. He did it to the other side. Then he reached behind me with one hand and undid my bra.
“Fuck.” He cupped my breasts in his large hands. “I knew it. They are perfect. God.” He twisted and pinched the tips, causing me to jump. “Does this feel good, Callie?
“Uh-huh,” I managed. He pushed me onto my back and Zade Willows crouching over me like I was the best fucking thing he’d even seen was the hottest moment in my life.Ever.He used one hand to push the ends of my hair back and the other to continue pinching my nipples.
He trailed kisses down my neck, my collarbone and hovered right over my pebbled nipples. They were throbbing in a way I hadn’t known was possible. “Look at me.”
I did. He sucked one of them into his mouth and I was pretty sure I forgot how to breathe. “Zade. Oh.”
“Mmm. Your tits are… I’m speechless.” He continued sucking and swirling the tip around his mouth and, when I thought I couldn’t stand it for another second, he came back up and balanced himself on his elbows. His eyes were now a color I had never seen before on him. “I cannot wait to taste the rest of you.”
He slid down my body, making sure to touch me everywhere. He found the edge of my pants and he slowly pulled. “Good lord.” He sucked in a breath once my pants were off and on the floor. He took his time caressing every inch of my legs and groaned when my panties came into view. I knew I’d made the right choice, going with see-through lace. He pulled them off and his smile was crooked.
“You’re already soaked for me. God, I don’t think I’ve been this turned on in my entire fucking life.” He slid his hands up my thigh, not quite touching where I desperately needed it.
“Zade. I’m going to burst,” I panted.
“Good. I want you to. And I want it to be for me.” He traced his tongue down my stomach, all the way until he reached my center. I buckled when his mouth met my folds. Some unrecognizable noise escaped my mouth. He hummed into me. I yanked his hair in my hands, seconds away from losing all rational thought.
“Yes. So good,” I breathed and clutched at the pillows behind my head. The buildup was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. He added his hands to the mix and he slid two fingers inside me. I saw stars at that point. He whispered something, but I wasn’t on the physical earth anymore.
He sucked. He thrust his fingers. He moaned into the deepest part of me and I burst. It began in my toes, a tickling feeling that triggered more to follow. The feeling danced all the way to my heart and I came into his mouth. I think I screamed, maybe ripped out some of his hair, but when I saw those hazel eyes again, I came back to the present. My hands trembled from need and the aftershocks of what had happened. He pressed a light kiss on my center, the sweetest and dirtiest gesture, and moved to lie over me again. My eyes stung, tears building up at how he soft his expression was, but he didn’t let me cry. He slammed his mouth to mine, possessing every part of me.
His hands roamed me. I bit into his neck when he lifted me up and he groaned. I ground against him, the taste of my pleasure remained on his tongue. I sucked it. My toes tingled and it started to build up again. I tangled my hands in his hair and he slammed me into the bedroom door.
“Fuck,” he growled again. I wanted to feel him, but words were not possible. I tugged at his buckle from the awkward angle and he set me down. I fumbled with the belt buckle and ripped his pants down his legs. He. Was. Huge.
“Uhh.” It reared at me and I froze.
“I won’t hurt you. I promise.” He pressed a gentle kiss on my forehead. He ran his hand down my body and pressed himself against me. “You are the biggest game changer I’ve ever seen.”
“So are you,” I whispered and he picked me up again. “God, I want to feel all of you.”
He laid me down on the bed again and produced a condom. He held himself over me and waited. “Are you sure? You can say no.”
“Zade, please.” I begged and he obeyed. He slid into me, slowly, making sure I fit the length of him. I closed my eyes, because it did hurt.
