"Absolutely sure," I said emphatically, pulling him back toward me. "Please, don't stop."
That seemed to unleash something in him, and his mouth crashed back onto mine with renewed hunger. We shifted on the couch, my back pressing into the cushions as he leaned overme. My fingers worked at the buttons of his shirt, fumbling at first but then yanking them open one by one, exposing the hard planes of his chest. He shrugged out of it, tossing it aside, and I ran my hands over his skin, feeling the warmth and the faint ridges of muscle.
His hands were on me then, sliding under my top, pushing it up over my head in one swift motion. I lifted my arms to help, and he discarded it, his eyes darkening as they roamed over my chest and the tattoo on my side. He traced it with his finger and the way he looked at me made me forget everything else. It was like he knew I was branded with his mark.
"God, you're beautiful," he growled, cupping my breasts in his palms, his thumbs brushing over each nipple until they hardened into peaks.
I arched into his touch, a moan escaping my lips, and then I was tugging at his belt, unbuckling it with desperate pulls. The leather slid through the loops, and I popped the button on his pants, dragging the zipper down. He stood briefly to shove them off along with his boxers, his cock springing free. I stared, my mouth watering at the sight of him, his head already glistening with precum. God he must've wanted this as badly as I did, and I wasn't sure what that said about him or why he'd shown up here.
He sat down next to me, and I slid off the couch to kneel between his legs, my hands on his thighs. "Let me taste you," I whispered, looking up at him.
His hand threaded into my hair, guiding but not forcing. "Take what you want, baby girl."
I wrapped my fingers around his shaft, feeling it throb in my grip, and leaned forward, my tongue flicking out to lick thetip, tasting the salty bead there. He groaned, his hips shifting slightly. I took him into my mouth then, inch by inch, my lips sliding around his girth. I sucked him deep, hollowing my cheeks, bobbing my head as I worked him with my hand at the base. My tongue slid over his cock, and I hummed around him, making him curse under his breath.
"That's it, good girl," he said in a strained voice. "Suck me like you own it. Make me feel how desperate you are."
I moved faster, taking him deeper until he hit the back of my throat, gagging slightly but not stopping. Saliva dripped down my chin, mixing with his precum, and I swirled my tongue around his head each time I pulled back. His fingers tightened in my hair, and his breathing grew ragged, hips bucking gently to meet my rhythm.
"Christ, you're so perfect at this," he praised, his free hand reaching down to tweak my nipple. "Keep going, princess. You're making me so hard."
I kept at it until my jaw ached, loving the way he filled my mouth, his musky scent filling my senses. But then he pulled me off with a gentle tug, and his dick stood proudly, slick and shiny from my efforts.
"Slow down now," he said, lifting me back onto the couch and laying me down. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of my pants and panties, dragging them down my legs in one go, leaving me completely bare. I spread my thighs for him, and he stared down at me with dark hunger in his eyes like he was ready to feast.
Kade settled between my legs, broad shoulders pushing them wider. "Look at you, all pink and dripping for me," he mumbledwith hot breath against my inner thigh. "I'm going to eat this pretty pussy until you scream."
His tongue delved in without warning, lapping at my folds in long, firm strokes that made me gasp. He focused on my clit, circling it with the flat of his tongue, then sucking it between his lips. Pleasure shot through me, until my hips lifted off the cushion, but he held me down with one arm across my waist, his other hand spreading me open farther.
"Oh god, Kade," I moaned, my fingers clutching the couch cushion under me.
He hummed against me, and the vibration sent sparks up my spine. "Taste so sweet, baby. Like you were made for my mouth." He pushed two fingers inside me, curling them to hit that spot that made stars burst behind my eyelids as his tongue flicked my clit relentlessly.
I writhed under him, the pressure building fast. "Don't stop, please. Oh my God, it feels so good."
"Good girl, let me hear you," he encouraged, his fingers thrusting deeper. "Come for me, princess. Soak my face."
He sucked harder on my clit, his fingers rubbing that inner wall, and the orgasm hit me like a wave, crashing over me in intense pulses. My body tensed, thighs clamping around his head as I cried out, my pussy clenching around his fingers in rhythmic spasms. Juices flooded his mouth, and he lapped them up greedily, prolonging the pleasure until I shuddered and went limp.
Then he kissed his way up my body, his lips glistening with my release, and settled over me, his hard dick pressing against mythigh. "You came so hard," he whispered, nipping at my earlobe. "Such a perfect little thing."
I wrapped my arms around him, still catching my breath, the aftershocks making me tremble. Kade positioned himself between my legs, dick nudging at my entrance, slick from my arousal. I reached down, guiding him, feeling his thick head press against my folds. Our eyes locked, and he paused.
"You ready for me?" he asked, and his voice was husky with need.
"Yes," I whispered, lifting my hips. "I want you inside me now."
He pushed forward, inch by inch, stretching me wide. The fullness made me gasp, my walls clenching around him as he buried himself deep. Then he groaned, holding still for a moment, letting me adjust.
"God, you feel incredible," he said, gripping my hips. "So tight and wet for me. Like your pussy was made to take my cock."
I moaned, wrapping my legs around his waist, pulling him closer as he started moving, thrusting in steady strokes that built a rhythm, each one hitting that perfect spot inside me. The couch creaked under us, but I barely noticed, lost in the sensation of him filling me completely.
"That's it, princess," he praised, leaning down to capture my nipple in his mouth, sucking hard while he pumped into me. "You take me so well. Look at you, all spread out and eager. My good girl."
His words sent shivers through me, making my core tighten even more. I raked my nails down his back, urging him on. "Harder, God... give me more."
He obliged, increasing his pace, his hips slamming against mine with each drive. Sweat slicked our bodies, and he released my nipple with a pop, moving to the other one, lavishing it with the same attention.
