Cane reached up and squeezed my breasts in his hands, massaging them lightly as I began to move. He closed his eyes, a low growl escaping his throat. I moved faster, emboldened by his response, the friction of my body against his working me up quickly.
I rocked my hips as I moved, causing his mouth to drop open. He rumbled again, moving his hips to meet mine with every movement. He bent forward, taking one of my nipples into his mouth, licking and sucking the tip. I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Cane … I’m—”
“I’m coming with you, baby.”
I swirled my hips with a flourish, grinding myself on his cock. I let out a moan as I tipped over the edge, my body firing harder than ever before. Cane pressed himself deep inside me, groaning as he emptied himself into my body.
All I could see were white flecks as I came down from the high. I could feel Cane pull out. I watched him through the haze as he madehis way across the room, his muscles tight before returning to bed. He lay beside me, brushing my hair from my face.
“Well, that’s it,” he said, sighing.
“What’s it, Cane?”
“You.”
“Me? What?” I laughed.
“You. You’re it for me, baby.”
I leaned my head against his chest, sighing as the weight of the decisions that had to be made returned.The past predicts the future. But is that a good thing?
FORTY-FOUR
Jada
I saton the couch in the living room the next morning, nursing my cup of coffee and trying to figure out what to do. I had managed to avoid the question of going home the night before. It was fairly easy because Cane kept my mind and body occupied most of the night. But it was a new day, and I knew it was do or die time.
A decision is going to have to be made.
I knew, without a doubt, that Cane was the love of my life. Even as I thought back to Decker, I never loved him like I loved Cane. But, just like it was with Decker,mylove wasn’t the problem. It wasn’t my feelings that had me questioning everything. It was his.
He was acting like everything was fine, that he was in love with me. But I was worried, sick even, that it was just because he felt relieved that Simon was behind bars … and guilty for putting me in such a precarious position.
He had lied to me. He had kept things from me. He seemed like he was pulling away from me … and Ashley had been in his office.
Those sorts of things are exactly what Decker did before the end. Ifthings with Cane ended as they did with my ex-husband, I would be completely and utterly destroyed. Gutted. Annihilated.
I set my coffee cup down on the table and put my head into my hands, praying that I would wake up and this would all be sorted and that someone would make the decision for me. But I knew that wouldn’t happen.
I felt him watching me before I could see him, his gaze causing the neurons in my body to go spastic. I sat up not looking up as I felt him come closer.
The sofa dipped with his weight as he sat beside me, not giving me a choice but to look. He sat there, wrapped from the waist below in a purple towel, watching me intently.
“Good morning, beautiful girl.”
I smiled softly, his grin crushing me. My heart was heavy, like a set of strings was jerking it around that I couldn’t control.
“Max just sent me a text to make sure I made it through the night.” He winked, trying to lighten the situation. “I told him so far, so good.”
“He and Kari are leaving today, right?” I asked hesitantly.
“Yeah. They are on their way to the airport now, I think.”
I looked at the floor again, my heart beginning to sink. I wasn’t ready to think about everything else. With Kari and Max leaving, it was going to be a matter of time, minutes perhaps, until Cane wanted to return to Arizona. I just wasn’t sure what to do.If I go back, will I be throwing myself into the same dynamic I’ve been trying to avoid? But if I don’t, will I regret it? Possibly for the rest of my life?
“What? What’s going on?” He took my hands in his and squeezed. “Jada, talk to me.”
