Off Limits(98)

“No, Kade.”

Kade’s fingers were just underneath my chin, undoing the last buttons of my blouse, and he lifted my chin to kiss me. Our lips barely touched, and yet I was on fire with need and want. I’d never been more aroused in my life, and we didn’t even have our clothes off yet. “Because I wanted you. I teased you because it was the only way I could keep control and keep my anger in check.”

I nodded, accepting that he was angry with me. When I called Mom, both of us had cried as I apologized to her, and I realized how terrible a daughter I’d been. As I hung up the phone with her before Vince arrived, I only hoped that there was time for us to undo the damage I’d done.

“I’m not angry anymore,” Kade continued as he pushed my blouse off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. “You’ll be punished later, but not tonight.”

I mewled deep in my throat, wanting to say something but not letting myself. I could hear Kade chuckle, however. “Do you want to be punished, Alix?”

“Only by you, Kade.”

He nodded and picked me up. I let myself rest in his arms, my hands coming up around his neck to keep my balance as he spun me around until I was totally disoriented. All I could feel was my arms around his neck, the taut muscles of his upper back and shoulders, and the feeling of his strong hands under my ass, holding me like I was a feather.

Kade set me down on a soft surface which I assumed was his bed. “You may move, but not undress me,” he commanded. “And you still can’t talk unless I say.”

I wanted to talk, to ask a question so desperately, but I restrained myself. Instead, I used my new freedom to hold Kade’s shoulders, finding his head and running my fingers through his hair. I memorized every curve and texture of his face with my hands while he worked on the button and zipper of my shorts, pushing them down to my knees. I was already so wet that I could feel the coolness of the air through the fabric.

Kade moved down the bed, pulling my shorts off, leaving me in just a simple cheap set of bra and panties we’d gotten in Bakersfield, but I felt sexier than if I’d been wearing the most expensive lingerie money could buy.

He began at my feet, massaging them with his thumbs, making his way to my calves. I rumbled deep in my chest in appreciation as he turned my muscles into jelly before turning me over. “On your hands and knees.”

I obeyed his command, feeling both powerful and helpless at the same time. Kade got off the bed to walk away for a moment, and I didn’t move, even as I heard him get back on the bed. A cold, metallic pressure gathered against my hip, and then there was a soft ‘snick’ as the scissors he’d gotten cut through my cheap underwear. “I know you have another pair for tomorrow, but after that, we’re going shopping.”

“Yes, Kade,” I moaned as he cut the other side, the thin cotton falling off to expose me to him. As a model, I kept myself very closely trimmed. Kade’s hand ran over my ass, and I couldn’t help but push back into his touch, my body needing him so much.

“You don’t know how beautiful your skin looks right now,” Kade whispered. His hand came toward the middle, closer and closer to the wet heat that needed his touch, my body already trembling. “Alix?”

“Yes, Kade?”

“You can’t come until I say. Do you understand?”

How could I resist it? I was nearly ready to come and he’d only touched my breasts through my shirt! I took a deep breath, and thought about what Rita had told me. Kade knew what he was doing. “Yes, Kade.”

“Very good.”

Kade’s hand cupped me down below, rubbing in slow circles as his other hand roamed over my back and hips. From what I could tell he was still totally clothed. I hadn’t heard him take anything off, but it didn’t matter. I was in heaven, my body afire as he explored me. I stayed as still as I could, knowing I was giving myself to him, letting him have me the way he wanted.

Kade undid the clasp on the back of my bra, letting my breasts dangle in the cups until his scissors came into play again, snipping the shoulder straps and sending it to the bed. I mewled in delight, feeling them droop heavy into his hand, his fingers lightly pinching my left nipple between them as he massaged the naked flesh. He pinched harder, just on the edge of pain, the sensation pairing with his hand over my * to leave me seeing stars in the darkness of the blindfold. I bit back a cry as he continued, but then he stopped, like Rita promised, just at the edge of where the pleasure would give way.

“I said I wouldn’t hurt you tonight,” he said apologetically, “but I pinched. Did it hurt?”

“Yes and no. It was a pinch, but not a painful one, Kade,” I answered. “You stopped before it became painful.”

“I see. And another question. How long has it been since you last had sex?”

“Five weeks,” I said.

“Then we’ll go even slower. Would you like that?”

“I don’t know if I can go slower, Kade. You’re lighting me up so much,” I said honestly. “Please just take me.”

Instead, Kade removed his hands. “Wait.”

I stayed there on my hands and knees in the blindfold induced darkness, my thigh muscles already quivering from the touch of Kade’s hand, my nipples hard and aching in the warm air of his bedroom. I heard him get off the bed, and then the sound I’d been hoping for since he first kissed my earlobe, the sound of his belt unbuckling, followed by a zipper as he undid his pants. A rustle of fabric told me he was taking off his shirt as well, and then a light snap of elastic as he hooked his underwear off and pushed them down. Then I heard the opening of a package. A condom. I wouldn’t have to wait much longer.