Broken(44)

Cade molded his body against her back. “Nothing has ever felt so right.” He slid his hands down the length of her arms and grasped her waist. His erection pressed against her bottom. “Do you see what you’re doing to me? You’ve been the star of my wet dreams for years.”

To hear him talk this way should have turned her off, but instead it had the opposite effect. Her * tingled to life and she pressed her thighs tightly together to temper the building heat within.

“Cade, we shouldn’t.” Even as the token protest escaped her lips, she pushed her rear back, squirming against him, wanting more but too frightened to ask for it.

“That’s it, baby. Don’t fight what we both want.” Cupping her breasts in his palms, he gave them a healthy squeeze. Her nipples hardened under the ministrations of his calloused palms.

Cade planted kisses along the column of her neck. The scent of his aftershave mixed with an earthy scent all his own filtered to her nostrils, titillating her senses. Jocelyn could not remember a time when she’d been so aroused. The few men she’d dated hadn’t gotten further than second base and she’d never been more than mildly turned on. She’d gotten more excitement by touching herself but that wasn’t the case with Cade.

He lowered his hands, only to turn her around. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he whispered before lowering his head to capture her lips. Moving his lips over hers, Cade took his time in a gentle exploration. He ran his tongue along the seam of her lips and Jocelyn threw her arms around him, pressing her breasts into his rock-hard chest. Any thoughts of denying him fled.

“Open up for me, darling,” he whispered against her mouth.

Jocelyn complied, parting her lips slightly to grant him access. His tongue drove forward in an act of aggressive passion. It was as if he was bent on conquering and devouring the recesses of her mouth. Not willing to remain passive in his arms, she slipped her tongue forward to meet his, tasting, whirling around and dancing with it.

She threaded her fingers through his hair, holding his head to hers. Her body was on fire and she wiggled against him, wanting to get closer to him. Jocelyn’s panties grew damp in her need for him, and she couldn’t think beyond how he was making her feel.

Without breaking the tight seal of their lips, he lifted her into his arms, carried her the short distance to the blanket and gently laid her down. Kneeling beside her, Cade devoured her with his eyes. The way he looked at her was just as intimate as his touch. She shivered underneath the heat of his stare. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You’re so beautiful. I can’t believe you’re actually here with me right now.”

“I can’t either,” she answered breathlessly.

“Do you know if we continue, I’m going to make love to you?”

Now was the moment to tell him to stop, that they shouldn’t risk their friendship on something that may not last, but when he looked down at her with his hungry blue gaze, the words got stuck in her throat and she could only nod in agreement.

He hesitated for a moment as though waiting for her to protest. When she didn’t, Cade slid his body on top of hers, his lips crushing hers once more. Her hands roamed the hard contours of his back as she reveled in his weight pressing against her body. Nothing felt more right than being here with Cade like this.

Jocelyn lifted her pelvis against his hardness, wanting more but too inexperienced to vocalize her desires. She groaned as he moved down the length of her body. Cade slowly undid her blouse and pushed it aside, exposing her bare breasts. Her nipples grew tight against the cool breeze, making the taut points extremely sensitive.