66. Kade

66

Kade

T he taste of her is everything I dreamed it would be. I never want to leave this spot between her heavenly thighs. If I died tonight, I'd die a happy man.

It's been a while since I had a woman in my bed. Months, actually. I know Tessa thinks I've been fucking Candy, but the thing with Candy ended late last year. Never really got off the ground, mostly because she wanted more than I had to give.

We fucked a few times, I took her on a couple of dates, and that was that. I never saw a future with Candy. Or any woman before her. They were always a means to an end. A few hours of fleeting pleasure. A temporary fix.

With Tessa it's different. I want more from her. More of her time. More of her body. Her heart. Her everything.

I don't care about sharing her with my asshole brother or Madden. Cin's my family and Madden is like my brother. When Tessa told me about the relationship her friend Stella has with three guys, I'll admit, I was sceptical. Three guys sharing a woman seemed like a crazy-ass situation. Surely they'd get jealous, right?

But the more I think about it, the more I see she has a point. One of the main reasons I've never wanted a serious relationship is the fact I'm away a lot and my life is fucking dangerous. Knowing Tessa would have Madden and Cin there to protect her if I can't be with her is hugely reassuring. I trust them implicitly, and I know they would do whatever it takes to keep her and the kids safe.

The fact Tessa has two children with another man doesn't put me off either. Harry and Chloe are sweet kids. It would be nice to be a father one day, but if that never happens, I'm happy to play stepfather to Tessa's kids. And I know the guys feel the same way.

I sit back and observe Tessa. Her cheeks are flushed and she looks thoroughly sated. Meanwhile, my cock is so hard it's painful, something she's well aware of, for I notice her lick her lips when she looks down.

"Kade," she rasps in a husky voice, "I need you."

I need her, too, so I stand and shuck my shorts off before crawling back over her lush body, settling between her thighs once again. It's like coming home. She wraps her legs around my waist. The tip of my cock nudges her entrance, and she grumbles with frustration, rocking her hips with an angry huff when I refuse to move.

"Tell me this is what you want, Tessa," I tell her.

She looks up at me with dark eyes. "This is what I want, Kade. This is what I've wanted for weeks. I want you, now please, for the love of God, fuck me!"

I surge forward, sinking into her hot heat, focusing hard on the way her lips part and her eyes turn glassy with pleasure. God, she's so tight and wet, so perfect for me. Her pussy grips me like a velvet glove, rippling around my shaft.

For a few long moments, I don't move. I'm afraid that I might come too soon, which would be embarrassing, but when she arches her back and moans, I can't stay still any longer.

She grips my shoulders, digging her nails in deep. The bite of pain helps distract me from the orgasm barreling toward me like a runaway train. I want this to last all night. I want to lose myself in her body for hours, but I know it's an impossible dream.

The best I can hope for right now is that she comes first, and judging by the way her breathing picks up as she clenches around me, she's close.

"Kade, I..." she gasps, and then it happens. She comes hard, gripping me like a vise so tight I can't move. My balls tighten, and a tingling sensation ripples up my spine.

Everything explodes from within as Tessa cries out. For a few heady seconds, my whole body pulses with pleasure.

Nothing matters but this woman beneath me. She's my everything. Then I come back down to earth and focus on her face.

She's staring up at me with an expression that looks a lot like surprise.

"Wow," she says. "That was..."

"Worth waiting for," I finish for her, before kissing her.

My cock is still semi-hard, but it's late and we both need to get some sleep, so I move off her and grab a wet washcloth to clean her up.

She yawns when I come back to bed after dropping the washcloth in the sink. "I should probably go back to my room," she says while biting her lip.

"No. You're staying with me." I refuse to let her go. Not now. Not ever.

"Sure?"

"I'm sure. Now get some sleep," I order, pulling her against my chest.

"Kade," she murmurs.

"Hmm?"

"Thank you."

"For sex?"

"For taking me out of my head."

The fear is still there, and I hate it. Hate the fact someone is still after her and the children for reasons we don't understand.

"You're safe, kitten. The kids too."

She doesn't reply, and after a few minutes, her breathing deepens and she relaxes against me.

It takes a lot longer for me to fall asleep.