39. HOLDEN

HOLDEN

“ Y ou can’t say stuff like that to me,” I growl as I rest my hands on her hips and tug her impossibly closer to me. I watch as the corners of her mouth turn upwards in a mischievous grin.

“And why’s that?” Kade purrs, digging her fingers into my jaw a little deeper before she slides her hand around the back of my neck.

I dip my head, nipping at her lips as my hands slide down the backs of her thighs. “Because when you tell me you’re mine,” in one swift movement, I lift her, letting her legs wrap around my waist, “it does things.”

I feel her lips quirk against mine, “ things ?” She coos, and I swear the warmth from her breath fanning against my skin sends a jolt straight to my cock.

This woman. Soft and quiet when she wants to be but for me? For me all of that confidence her dipshit of an ex shattered is back tenfold. I know that what she did tonight to Layla had to have been hard. But hell, she fought for me, for us.

I shift her in my arms, my lips dragging down her neck as I hum my response. I swipe my arm across the dresser, knocking off whatever bullshit is in my way, and set her down on the wood. “So, so many things,” I rasp against her skin as I slide my hands up her warm, bare thighs until my fingers graze her core. She gasps and digs her fingernails into my shoulders as I delve into her, easily sliding two fingers straight to the spot that has her seeing stars.

“You’re soaked,” I groan, “is this for me?”

Kadence begins to slowly rock her hips, chasing her release as I work her over. A soft moan is my only response and right now, I need words. Need to hear her say it. My free hand wraps around the back of her neck, fingers tangling into her hair as I tip her head back.

“Say it,” I growl, “tell me that this is all,” I gently bite down on the junction between her neck and collarbone earning myself another moan from her, “for me. ”

“Oh God,” Kadence croaks as I soothe my bite with my tongue, “only you.”

“Good girl,” I grin, pressing my thumb to her clit and crushing my lips against hers, stealing every breath and moan that falls from her as I push her closer to her orgasm. I know she’s close. Her core clenches and flutters around me. “Let go, Sunflower, I’ve got you.”

Kadence whines, tipping her head back as her body shudders in a release. Her arms squeeze tightly around my neck pulling me closer to her which I gladly take advantage of and lick the column of her neck. Assaulting her skin with my lips as I work her through her release.

My cock strains against my jeans, angry and ready for her. Watching her come undone for me is quickly becoming my favorite thing in the world. The flush that adorns her cheeks, the soft mewls and moans she tries to keep in her throat but fails every time, and the way the darkness of her pupils eats away at the jade green whenever she looks at me. Kadence is my drug and I have been addicted ever since my lips first tasted hers.

I slip my hand from her, sliding it between my lips and savoring just how sweet she truly is. She watches me carefully, her chest moving in rapid succession and soon her hands have slipped from my neck to find the buckle of my jeans. She fumbles for a moment though her eyes never leave mine.

“I need you,” she rasps. “Now.”

I smirk and tilt my hips to give her a better angle as she shoves the waistband past my ass. Kade grips my length, sending a jolt of lightning up my spine. I dip my head forward, pressing it to her sweat-slick chest and groan as she strokes me.

“Jesus, Kade,” I huff.

“Just Kade,” she whispers against my ear but I can hear the playfulness in her voice and I have no doubt she’s grinning ear to ear right now. My hand wraps around the wrist of the hand currently wrapped around me and I find her gaze.

I stare at her for another moment before capturing her lips again, tracing my tongue over the seam of her lips until she parts them for me. She lets go of my length and I pull her to the edge of the dresser, shoving her dress up until she’s exposed to me. I line myself up and in one quick movement I slide into her.

My groan is met with a soft curse that falls from her as she pulls back. God she’s so warm and soft and feels like coming home every time I bury myself into her. The room fills with the sounds of us, my groans and her moans, creating a symphony of the words I know we both feel but are still too scared to say.

I can feel them though, sitting on the tip of my tongue as she unravels for me but now isn’t the time. When I finally say the words, I want it to mean something to her. I want it to be perfect. Fuck, when did I turn into a chick flick? I shake away the thoughts with punishing thrusts into her. Holding her close to me as she claws at my body, grabbing any part of me she can hold on to. Soft thuds of the dresser hitting the wall mix with our moans, and I swear I hear a soft click at one point.

Kadence’s body tenses for a moment, but it isn’t from her release. I know what that feels like when she comes and she isn’t clenching me with a death grip like she normally would be, instead I hear a soft laugh and look up at her. Her eyes are focused on something to our right and as I turn my head Layla’s bright red hair comes into view. I can’t help the growl that leaves my throat as her beady eyes meet mine.

“You’re not invited,” Kadence rasps, the sound cutting off as I hit that soft spot within her. “Get out.”

My eyes never leave Layla’s. She stares at me, anger and something akin to hurt swirling in them. One of my brows lifts as Kadence’s lips find my throat, her moans drowning out the sound of the dresser hitting the wall as I continue my thrusts.

“You heard her,” I bite with a wicked smile growing on my lips. “Get. Out.” I say punctuating each word with a thrust. Layla huffs and spins to leave. “Oh, and Layla?” I say, stopping her in her tracks and waiting until her eyes find mine. “You put your hands on me or even speak a word to my old lady, I’ll throw you out myself.”

Her features go stone. I know she’s pissed at me but she’s taking it out on Kadence and I won’t let that happen. Kadence refuses to tell me any of the shit Layla has spewed her way but after seeing it tonight, I’m sick of it. What we had was nothing more than her using me for attention in the club and myself using her as a distraction. None of it held weight.

“You can leave now,” Kadence moans against my neck and fuck if that isn’t enough to push me over the edge, the way she flutters around me as she says the words make it close.

The door slams as Layla storms off, leaving us to our euphoria. Her hands cup my face and bring my gaze back to hers.

“Don’t ever,” she starts, a moan slipping from her as she bites down on her bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, “say another woman’s name while you’re buried in me.”

I chuckle breathlessly. “Yes, ma’am.”

She smiles sweetly, so sweet that my balls tighten. “Good boy.”

“Oh, fuck,” I groan at the praise, something I haven’t ever felt, but the words tumbling from her send me flying over that cliff and taking her with me.

My hips stutter until my entire body goes stiff, releasing inside of her as she quivers and shudders with her own release. She collapses against me, breathing heavily as her face tucks into the crook of my neck.

This. This is what I’ve been chasing. A woman I never expected but one that with the simplest of touches turns my insides to mush. I’m so fucking in love with her, it almost hurts and seeing her claim me just as I have claimed her…I haven’t ever felt anything like it before.

“I can’t believe that just happened,” she whispers against my neck.

“I can. This fucking dress you have on is a walking wet dream,” I huff with a laugh, wincing as she softly rolls her hips with me still buried in her.

Kadence giggles though the sound is sultry and sated. “I meant her, but thank you.”

I pull back, cupping her face in my hands and press my lips to hers softly. I refrain from dipping my tongue into her mouth and pull back. “I’m yours, Sunflower. Ain’t no one gonna tell me differently and you,” I pause searching her eyes.

“And I’m yours,” she whispers.

A smile spreads and the feelings I have for her tangle around my soul like the most beautiful ivy. “You’re fucking incredible.”

“You getting emotional on me, Nash?” Kade smiles, tracing my bottom lip with the tip of her index finger. It forces the corner of my mouth to lift as I take in every inch of her in that post-sex glow. Her skin is still flushed and the green in her eyes is slowly starting to come back giving light to those tiny gold flecks woven in the vibrant color.

“No.” I smile. “Maybe.”

“Since when are you the sappy one in this relationship?” She asks, dragging that same soft finger down my chin.

“Since my girlfriend turned into this badass who takes no shit from anyone.” I press my lips to her forehead and wrap my arms around her.

Kade snakes her own arms around me, tucking her head just under my chin. “I thought I was your old lady.”

I smile again. “Sunflower, you’re so much more than that.”

She pulls back slightly, lifting her head with a smile and teases, “Sap.”

I laugh and kiss her, dragging out the moment for as long as I can until a knock on the door forces us apart. “ Hey, Nash, we got Church, man!” Trey’s voice filters through the wood before the thud of his footsteps disappear down the hallway.

Kadence presses her hands to my chest. “Go,” she says softly with a smile.

“You’ll wait up?” I ask, knowing just how pathetic and pleading I sound, but she nods, pecking my lips once more.

“Always.”

I grin and pull back from her, tucking myself back into my jeans and help her down and into the attached bathroom to get cleaned up. As soon as we both looked presentable again, I lead her back out to the main room with my arm around her shoulders and her giggling into my chest. I catch Blake's gaze from behind the bar and shake my head when she raises a brow at me with the same Blake shit-eating grin on her face.

"I'll see you later," I mumble, pulling back from her.

She smiles up at me, nods and walks back towards the bar. I can't help but watch her for a moment with a stupid lovesick smile spread across my face when she turns to glance back at me. Blake wraps an arm around her shoulders and drags her outside holding a couple of beers in her free hand and no doubt to watch whatever is left of the sun.