Country Kisses (3:AM Kisses Book #8)(29)
His chest rumbles over mine. “Sweetheart, if you think I’m nice, we’ve been doing this wrong.”
Cade takes me right there in front of the blank eye of the television, front and center of those dozens of roses he never should have bought me. For a brief second, I watch as our reflection bounces happily away in that Mylar balloon with its rather possessive statement.
And all the while the only thing running through my mind is you belong to me.
Long into the night and into the wee hours of the morning, Cade takes me with a ferocity all over that itty bitty house of his. He bends me over the kitchen table, lays me over it, spreads me wide, takes me on the counter, the sofa, against the wall, down the hall, until finally we flop with exhaustion over his nice, cushy bed.
Thankfully, it’s dark in here because for the first time ever he’s landed on my left side. The kiss to my cheek was a nice gesture, but at this point, I consider it his kind way of addressing the scarred elephant in the room. Despite his naughty disposition around me, he really is an all-around nice guy. Piper is going to have my grass-fed ass when she finds out I’ve been using her big brother like a glorified pogo stick.
“Penny for your thoughts.” Cade pulls a warm, fuzzy blanket over the two of us and curls his body around mine as he adheres to every nook and cranny. Just feeling his hot flesh conforming to mine feels far more intimate than the naughty things we spent the last few hours dreaming up.
Everything in me freezes. First of all, he’s never covered us, never had to—but still. And cuddling? I’m sort of a cuddling virgin, but I’ll admit it feels mighty nice. Whoever manages to snag Cade’s heart will be one lucky girl. A spear of hatred goes off in my gut for whoever that might be. With my luck, I’ll be dragged to their wedding no thanks to Piper.
“I wouldn’t sell you my thoughts for an entire dollar. There are just some things a girl has to keep a mystery.” Like the fact not only am I his sister’s bestie, I’m her roomie as well. I wonder how Cade would feel about that little nugget? I’m guessing not too impressed—especially in light of the fact I’m willfully withholding said nugget from a few very important people, he being one of them.
He dots a steamy kiss to my ear before taking a gentle bite. His shin glides over mine as he pulls my bottom deeper against his warm body, and my toes curl just having him holding me this sweet, tender way.
“Tell me something about you. I want to start chipping away at the mystery.”
“Tell you what?” I turn just enough to where I can see his face blessed silver by the moon.
“Anything. I’ll take whatever you want to give.”
“Okay, then, I have a Basic Principles of Marketing class twice a week, and the TA makes my panties melt for an hour straight on Thursdays. He also makes me come over to his place and strip down to nothing. He says if I want a passing grade in that class I need to bend over and—”
Cade bursts out in laughter, his chest bucking over my back in a soothing rhythm. “I give. You win.” He gives my ribs a tickle, and now it’s me bucking with laughter. “You keep slinging that bull, and I’ll be gifted my walking papers from the president of the university himself.”
“What bull?” I twist into him with wicked delight. “You known darn well you like me bent and spent and lapping up everything your trio has to offer. You’ve been f*cking me senseless since the day we met. Now that, my friend, is gospel.”
“Nice. You kiss your mother with that mouth?” He trails a hot kiss from my lips, to my nose, to my forehead. “Any other half-truths you’d like to spew?”
“Yeah, that TA is awfully nosy. I just wish I could figure out a good way to shut him up.” I land my mouth over his, and he breaks the seal with a warm laugh.
“How about you put him to work?” His hand glides between my thighs and lands over my wetness. I’ve been drooling for Cade from both of my lips all night. I’m not shy at all about letting him know how I feel about him—physically at least. Not that I have real feelings for him like Piper suggested. I mean, he’s a good guy, not hard on the eyes, and has a body built for some serious speed—but feelings, let’s not get too carried away.
“What kind of work do you think he’d like best?”
“Something he can drink down and enjoy. Why don’t I demonstrate?” Cade glides south, pulling the blanket to my neck as he encapsulates himself inside. His hot mouth drags a line from my belly, farther down until he hits pay dirt, taking a gentle bite out of me, and I buck with appreciation.
“Oh, honey, there’s a monster in the tent.” I giggle, caging him in with my legs. “And he’s got big teeth!”
“The better to eat you with.” Cade grips me by the hips and buries his mouth over me, quick and hard, coiling me up on the inside like a bungee cord wound too tight just begging to snap from the pressure. Hot damn, this boy is so good with his mouth. I might have to shut him up more often.
Cade loves me like that until everything in me detonates into a million confetti-shaped hearts. My knees hold him prisoner before I evict him with finality. Cade rides up and pecks a wet kiss over my clamped shut lips. My fingers run through his damp, dark hair, so thick and glossy I crave the touch of it after I’m gone. His heavy gaze falls over mine as he sheds a simple smile, and I melt all over again.