Blaze (Heat #3)(16)

I open my eyes to look at him. He's sitting on the couch at my feet. He'd stripped us both of our clothing when I first got to his apartment before he poured us one glass of red wine to share. He was in no rush to take me to bed. I'm not in a hurry to get there. I love that he's taking things slow, enjoying just being with me, talking and sharing.

"I think I might love you too." I watch his face for a reaction. He gifts me with a soft smile.

"You do love me." He glides his hand up my thigh. "I don't want you to say it until you're ready."

"How will I know that I'm ready?"

"Your heart will tell you," he says steadily. "It will feel so much that you'll have to express it. When that happens, you'll feel compelled to tell me that I'm the man of your dreams, the best lover you've ever had and that you love me."

"My heart is going to tell me all of that?" I lift my arm over my head, feeling relaxed from his touch, enjoying how playful he's being.

"All of that and more."

I gasp when his fingers reach my *. He glides them along the seam. "What is your heart telling you right now, Cadence?"

I let him part my thighs as he deepens his touch. I moan, unable to control the desire. "It's telling me it wants you."

"I'll give it everything it wants and needs." His voice lowers as he pushes his finger inside me, edging me closer and closer to the pleasure I want to feel.

***

"You can f*ck all night, can't you?" I lean forward, pushing my tits into his face.

He brushes his lips over my nipple, bringing it instantly to a hard pebbled point. "Not all night. You wear me down, Cadence."

I laugh as I still, savoring the feeling of his rock hard cock inside of me. "You can go longer than me. You wore me out with your fingers."

"Your cunt is sensitive." His tongue circles my nipple before he tugs it between his teeth. "I know just how to touch you to get you to come for me."

That's not a lie.

He proved that point when he brought me to the edge with just two of his fingers in my * and his lips on mine. I moaned into his mouth as I climaxed, my core clenching as the waves rolled through me.

I begged him to stop then, covering my mound with my hands. He wasn't done and when he slid his fingers back over my wetness, I rocked my hips up. It felt too good not to let go. I clutched his wrist as I ground myself onto his fingers again. Just as I felt the orgasm cresting, he tugged a condom package from the pocket of his jeans that he'd taken off earlier. Then he sheathed himself and pulled me into his lap.

"Ride me hard, Cadence." He pants as he holds tightly to my waist. "Use my dick to get yourself off."

I rest my hands on his shoulders and push myself harder onto his cock. "I like it like this. I want to sit on you more."

"You can sit on me anytime you f*cking want." He drives his cock up and into me. "My dick, my face, or my hand. Sit on anything. This body is all yours. Use it."

I do. I thrust up and down, grinding against his beautiful body until I come again.





CHAPTER 18


"I want you to be at Nova for the soft launch." He helps me step into my jeans. "It's important that you're by my side."

I was planning on being there. I know that he's hired a PR company to send out invitations to the industry people that he wants there, but I didn't think there would be any question about whether I'd be in the restaurant when the doors open for the first time.

"I'll be there," I say as I button up my white blouse. "Barbara may ask Percy to cover it for one of Rise and Shine's segments. I heard some whispers about that around the studio."

"Around the studio?" His eyes dance. "I'm proud of you, Chef. I know you're doing your first segment tomorrow. Can I be there with you? I'll stand off to the side."

"Tyler." I breathe deeply. "That would mean so much to me. I'd love if you were there."

"I might have to wear a disguise." He rests his forehead against mine. "Pamela will be hanging around somewhere. I think she has a crush on me."

"A crush?" I reach up to tap the tip of his nose with my finger. "That woman wants to f*ck you, Chef."

"What are you talking about?" he asks with a pathetic attempt at a straight face.

"She was close to coming when you were demonstrating how to slice mushrooms." I step back to better gauge his reaction. "I heard those little moans she was making when she was grinding herself on that."

I shamelessly look down at the front of his jeans.

"That," he begins as his gaze follows mine. "That was dead asleep when Pamela was dry humping me. That woman has no shame."

"She likes you." I adjust the collar of my blouse. "She flirted with you just as hard the other two times you were on the show."

"That's nothing compared to the texts she was sending me." He rolls his eyes. "Pamela sent me a picture of her naked tits. Did I tell you that?"

I laugh out loud. "She did not. You're not serious, are you?"

"I should have showed it to you before I deleted it." He rakes both hands through his messy hair. "I don't know what she thought I'd do with that eyeful but it was too much."