Making the Cut (Sons of Templar MC #1)(26)



“Well baby hop on.” He ordered.

I glanced from Cade to the bike, trying to figure out how I was going to do this gracefully, oh f*ck it. I yanked my dress up, and threw my leg over the bike, resting my heels on the little footholds and leaned into Cade. He turned to me.

“That was f*ckin hot baby.” He lay another scorching kiss on my mouth before turning to the front, grasping my hands and pulling them around his body.

He started the bike, I felt it vibrate under me, turning me on even more, and we roared off into the night.





Chapter 5


We rode well out of town, houses beginning to become few and far between. I hadn’t been out this way before, not that I could see much anyway as it was dark. I just enjoyed being pressed up to Cades hard body, and the feeling being on a bike again. I obviously had ridden on a bike before, with The Prick, and I loved the adrenaline rush and the feeling of freedom that came from it. We started to slow down and Cade turned down a driveway. A small house came into sight, a few lights left on. From what I could see in the dim light, it looked like a reasonably sized, well maintained beach house. I knew we were by the sea, the smell of saltwater invaded my senses. A black SUV was parked at the garage, and a surprisingly well kept garden surrounded the front of the house. The bike slowed to a stop behind the SUV and Cade swung off. He held a hand out to me, what a gentleman. I took it climbing off the bike, quickly pulling down my dress, which had ridden up to my waist. Cade walked me to the door, unlocking it, I was interested to see what his house looks like but I didn’t get the chance. As soon as the door shut behind us, Cade pressed me up against it, mouth on mine. I was surprised but quickly gave in to the kiss. His hands roamed over my body and I moaned into his mouth. The urgency between us was frantic, I was desperate to get more from him. He yanked up my dress roughly, hands going to my bum, I wrapped my legs around him and he lifted me. He carried me in what I guessed was the direction of his bedroom, but I was impatient, grinding on his hard body. He obviously couldn’t wait either because he put me down.

“Arms up baby.” He commanded roughly, eyes black.

I immediately complied, raising my arms above my head. He ripped the dress off me and stared at me wearing only my lacey red underwear. His eyes devoured me, and a low growl erupted from his throat.

He shrugged his cut off his shoulders and threw it down beside him, eyes on me the entire time. I put my hands to his shirt, and began to unbutton it, not breaking eye contact. As I got to the last button I pull his shirt down his arms and ran my hands up his stomach.

“Holy shit” I couldn’t help but mutter. He was ripped, I mean eight pack. I thought those were just an urban legend. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hauled him down to me, needing his mouth again. He growled once more lowering me to the floor, his hard body covering mine. His mouth left mine and trailed kisses down my neck, ripping the cup of my bra down he sucked on my nipple, I moaned feeling like I was going to come already. While he sucked on my nipple his hands travelled into my soaking panties and stroked me, I let out a little scream, I had never felt so responsive to anyone before.

Cade lifted his head. “Christ baby you are so wet.” He continued to work his fingers on my clit, f*cking my mouth with his tongue. That pushed me over the edge, waves of pleasure erupted in me. I slowly came down feeling shaky and Cade was staring at me.

“Watching you come baby, the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” His words were low, barely audible.

“Cade, f*ck me.” I whispered, and his eyes became almost black. He pulled his jeans down, I heard the rustle of a condom, then I shit you not he rips my panties off. I didn’t realize that happened in real life!

“God baby, this is all I have wanted to do since I laid eyes on you.” He doesn’t say another word he just plunged inside me. I screamed into his mouth, pain and pleasure combining into an intense but amazing sensation.

Cade stopped, looking at me worried, but also pained. “Baby you okay? Did I hurt you?” He bit out, the cords in his neck pulsing from his restraint.

“Don’t stop.” I managed to moan. He immediately listened, pounding into me, filling me completely. He took me urgent and hard. It was the most amazing sex I have ever had, I felt another orgasm building as he continued to plunge into me. I screamed out his name as my insides clenched and pleasure washed over me once more, I heard Cade groan as I milked his release from him. I think I was delirious from pleasure and it took awhile for me to surface. Cade was settled on top of me, bracing himself on his elbows so he wasn’t squashing me. His intense stare burned through me. He didn’t say a word, just picked me up and strolled into his bedroom, laying me down on the bed.

“Don’t move.” He commanded

I watched him leave the room and go into what I guessed was the bathroom to take care of the condom. I realized I was still wearing my shoes but nothing else. I felt a bit self-conscious about being this exposed. I was mostly comfortable with my body, but I still felt uneasy about my small breasts during sex. I sat up to take off my shoes just as Cade entered the room, looking beyond sexy in the dim light. He stood naked in front of me frowning.

“Babe, what did I say about moving?”

“I was just taking my shoes off” I began to argue.

He gently pushed me down on the bed, kissing me senseless, then whispered. “Let me.”

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