21. Lily

After applying bold red lipstick and adjusting my daringly short skirt, I'm ready for tonight. Cade makes me feel alive in a way I've never experienced, as my life has always felt mundane.

Since my mom abandoned me in foster care when I was eight, I've merely survived. When I was little, I moved from one foster home to another until I found stability at Willow Creek. Eventually, I was old enough to venture out independently, securing a job at the diner and renting my apartment.

But when Cade touches me, I feel truly alive. No longer merely surviving. And tonight, I want to explore whatever this is between us.

The cool night air raises goosebumps on my bare legs as I walk down the dimly lit street toward the carnival. I tug self-consciously at my short skirt, wondering if I should have chosen something more modest. But I want Cade to desire me, to be unable to resist ravishing my body again.

Under the orange glow of the streetlights, I feel exposed, worrying that anyone who peeks out their window will see me heading toward my late-night meetup in my slutty outfit. My heartbeat quickens when I near the carnival's colorful lights and muffled music. Cade didn't give me any instructions, so I don't know where to find him once I arrive.

Slipping through the front gate, I'm enveloped by the sights and sounds of the carnival. The rides remain lit but mostly still, with a few spinning slowly with their last evening passengers. I wander aimlessly at first, trying to figure out where to look for Cade. A giggling group of teenagers brushes past me toward the exit.

Despite the scattered fairgoers, I feel conspicuous in my outfit. A creeping sensation of being watched gnaws at me, making me scan the crowd for any sign of Cade, my anticipation mingling with nerves.

Where could he be?

"Are you looking for me, baby?" A deep, sinful voice demands from the shadows.

I swallow hard, turning toward the voice as he emerges. His eyes slowly travel down my body before he approaches and pulls me tight against him. "This fucking skirt is too short," he growls, eyes flashing with rage. "Did you walk through town in this?"

"Yes," I breathe.

"I never want you to wear anything this short again in public, do you understand?"

I bite my lip. "I wore it for you."

His lips curl into a smirk. "I know, angel, but other men can ogle what is mine, and I don't fucking want that, got it?"

The possessive tone of his voice drives me wild. "Yes."

My heart races as Cade's strong arms wrap around me, pulling my body flush against his. I feel the heat of his breath on my neck and tilt my head back, exposing my throat to him.

"That's my good girl,"he purrs. "You know who you belong to, don't you?"

I whimper in response, the ache between my thighs intensifying. I've never wanted someone or something this badly.

Cade's calloused hand trails my thigh, pushing my tiny skirt higher. His fingers brush over the thin lace of my panties, and I gasp.

"Already so wet for me,"he chuckles darkly. "Tell me what you want, Lily."

"You,"I breathe. "I want you, Cade."

He rewards me with a searing kiss, his tongue invading my mouth aggressively. I cling to his muscular frame, grinding my hips against the growing bulge in his jeans.

Cade breaks the kiss, piercing eyes scanning the dimly lit carnival grounds. Most people have left for the night.

"Come with me,"he commands gruffly, taking my hand and leading me between the rides and game booths.

We arrive at a trailer labeled Employees Only, and Cade unlocks the door, glancing around before pushing me inside. My heart hammers in my chest, and I feel nervous and excited.

The trailer is dark and cramped. Cade doesn't bother turning on the light. I hear the door lock click behind us.

"On your knees,"he orders.

I obey without hesitation, feeling the worn carpet scratch beneath my bare knees. Fumbling in the darkness, I finally free his thick cock from his belt. He hisses as I eagerly take him into my mouth.

"That's right, suck me good like the dirty girl you are,"he groans above me, his hand fisting my hair.

I lose myself in pleasuring him, gagging each time his length hits the back of my throat. His musky scent and taste overwhelm my senses.

After several minutes, Cade roughly pulls me off him. "Bend over the table,"he commands through ragged breaths. "I'm going to fuck that tight pussy raw."

I comply eagerly, my skirt hiking up over my hips as I bend over the rickety table. I wiggle my ass enticingly, letting out an impatient whine.

Cade smacks my ass hard, making me yelp. "Such an eager slut,"he growls before I hear his belt hit the floor.

A moment later, he slams into me without warning, stretching my walls deliciously. I cry out, bracing myself against the table while he fucks me. The trailer creaks and sways with the force of his thrusts.

"You like that, don't you? Like getting fucked hard and rough in secret,"Cade hisses in my ear, one hand fisting my hair while the other digs into my hip.

"Yes, yes!"I gasp, pushing back to meet each punishing thrust. The mix of pain and pleasure is intoxicating.

He straightens and grabs my shoulders, using them as leverage to hammer into me even harder. The table edges dig into my hips, but I don't care. I'm lost in ecstasy, my mouth hanging open, little whimpers escaping with every slap of his skin against mine.

"That's right, take this cock. Take it like the filthy slut you are,"Cade growls through clenched teeth.

His degrading words make me clench around him. I'm close, so close. Just a little more...

Suddenly, Cade stops mid-thrust and pulls out abruptly. I cry out in frustration, trying to push back against him, but he holds my hips firmly, denying me release.

"Not yet,"he rasps. "Tonight is going to be a long night. I'm nowhere near done with you."

His strong arms flip me over roughly, hoisting my ass onto the table. I wrap my legs around his waist as he thrusts back into me, resuming his relentless rhythm. The table creaks and shakes violently beneath us.

I rake my nails down his muscular back, writhing in ecstasy as he repeatedly hits that sweet spot deep within me.

"You feel so damn good,"Cade groans, his face buried in my neck. He nips and sucks the sensitive skin there, undoubtedly leaving marks.

My cries of pleasure echo through the cramped trailer, and I'm aware we could be caught at any moment, but I'm too far gone to care.

Suddenly, he hooks his arms under my knees and pushes them up against my chest. The new angle allows him to penetrate me so deep it feels like he's trying to split me in two.

"Oh god, yes!"I whimper, completely at his mercy.

Cade's eyes blaze with lust. "I'm going to make you come so hard you see stars,"he promises through gritted teeth.

I nod frantically, teetering on the edge. His thumb finds my clit, and that's all it takes. My orgasm crashes over me, my vision going white. I let out a keening wail that Cade muffles with his hand.

He continues to fuck me through my climax, and when I think I can't take it anymore, a second orgasm rips through me, more powerful than the first.

I convulse and shudder beneath Cade helplessly. He pins me down, using my overstimulated body purely for his pleasure now.

"That's two. Let's see how many more I can wring out of you tonight."There's a dark delight dancing in his eyes.

I moan, equal parts protest and needy desire. I'm not sure my body can handle much more, but Cade won't stop until satisfied.

After a few more rough minutes, Cade's thrusts start to falter. He buries himself to the hilt with a long groan, his cock pulsing inside me as he finds his release and fills me with his cum.

I cling to him weakly as he collapses on top of me, our hearts hammering in unison. We stay locked together for long moments, catching our breath.

Finally, Cade moves, pulling out slowly and tucking himself back into his jeans. I wince at the ache between my legs, sitting up gingerly. My inner thighs are slick with our combined release.

Cade smirks, clearly proud of how thoroughly he ravaged me. "Clean yourself up. Then it's time for round two."