Yeah, I’m not saying a damn word to stop him now.
Cayden doesn’t ask me to either. He just licks and makescircles in all the right places. My heart is pounding so hard the echo of thepulse in my ears drowns out everything around me. I let my eyes close, thesensations overwhelming me as I climb faster than I ever have on my own towardsan orgasm.
He moves my hand to the back of his head and I guide him tothe left a little. “Yes,” I gasp when he hits the perfect spot again. “Yes,there. Oh, Cayden.”
His tongue presses harder and I move on instinct, but heholds my hips down and spreads my legs apart even more.
I’m at his mercy. I can’t go anywhere and I’m forced toendure and also enjoy his mouth.
I start to pant harder, my breathing ragged as I movecloser. Then, before I even know it, I’m falling apart, screaming out his nameover and over. I have never orgasmed so fast in all my life. I was chasing itand then before I knew it, I was gone.
He lifts his head, kissing my stomach, my leg, and then myother one. “You’re as sweet as I hoped. Sweeter than I remember. I’m not askingyou to beg, but I want to ask if you want more?”
My emotions shift from overwhelming joy to gratitude. “Iwant it all.”
“Thank fucking God.”
He stands, removing his pants and I giggle when they getstuck around his ankles. We both laugh as, in my attempt to help, I fall offthe couch and can’t manage to get my limbs to work to get back up.
Cayden lowers himself beside me on the floor and then pullsme on top of him.
I straddle his hips, looking down at him.
He looks up at me. “I really fucking hope you don’t regretthis tomorrow.”
I shake my head. “I won’t.”
“Then I hope you remember.”
I adjust myself so the tip of his cock is right at myentrance. His eyes close as I start to take him in. The feeling of him fillingme is so intense I could weep. It’s heaven and hell and all the places inbetween.
He offers me pleasure but I also know this will never happenagain. It can’t. We are opposing counsel and will always be enemies in someway.
When I lift up, taking him fully, I feel my muscles clenchas pleasure becomes intense again.
“Fuck,” he groans. “God you were made for me.”
Right now, it feels like he was made for me as well, but wecan’t be.
I wait, unmoving until his gaze meets mine. “This can’thappen again.”
“I know. So, fuck me tonight so that I can relive ittomorrow.”
And I do.
I ride him so hard that I will remember it always.
Chapter Six
HADLEY
“Hi there, handsome. You miss me? I’m sorry I didn’t comegive you love sooner,” I say, petting his long nose. Max snorts, lifting hishead a few times and then settles it on my shoulder. “I’m sorry, I won’t waitso long next time.”
He stomps his hoof and I smile. Max has been my horse thelast eleven years. He was a foal that came from Aunt Devney’s mare and I fellin love with him instantly. By the grace of God, I was able to convince myparents to board him in New York so I could come see him. I’m still not surehow Dad went for it. I searched for somewhere close to the city, but one thatalso would allow him to have room to roam and wasn’t so expensive they couldrefuse me.
I found a small, family-owned stable on Long Island. It’s abit farther than I would’ve liked, but it’s not like New York City is brimmingwith farms. This was close to feeling like home where I could get to him easilyby train.
“He’s doing well,” A voice says from behind me. Vicky, thestable master smiles as she walks towards us.
