WITH A SIMPLE BRUSH of his fingertip against my clit, I’m already fully confident that having Cade touch me is infinitely better than touching myself. His breath tickles the skin between my thighs, making me ache to feel his tongue touch the same spot his finger does.
He takes me by surprise by licking my inner thigh. “You’re so wet it’s coating the inside of your thighs,” he muses, running his finger up and down my slit again. This time he applies more pressure, making my thighs quiver anticipating what’s in store.
Cade slides the tip of his finger inside me, testing what it feels like. I moan. He only has one digit in and I can still feel him stretching me.
“God, you’re so tight, Goldie.” A sound comes deep from inside Cade’s throat. “I fucking love that I’m the first one to do this. To feel you wrapped around me.” He hooks his finger slightly. It feels so good that I don’t even recognize myself by the loud moan that falls from my mouth.
“One day, it’ll be my cock that pushes into you.” I didn’t know he had such a mouth on him. I really didn’t know I’d be so turned on by his dirty words. “But by how fucking tight your pussy squeezes my finger, we’re going to have to work our way up to that.”
“We don’t have to,” I argue. “I can take it.”
Cade pushes a second finger into me, stretching me even more. “Making you ready to take me will be fun.” His fingers part slightly as he makes good on his words. My eyes squeeze shut as my legs begin to tremble with how good it feels to be stretched and touched by him.
“Time for me to taste that pretty pussy, baby,” Cade says, his voice husky and sexy. “I want you to come all over my mouth. I want to taste you on my tongue for the rest of the fucking night.”
Before I can think too much into the fact that he’s about to put his mouth on somewhere so intimate, he’s sealing his lips to me and I know I’ll never get over the feeling of him kissing me like this—kissing me there.
I don’t know if you can call it kissing. He licks and sucks, making it feel so much more different than a kiss. It’s way more passionate. His tongue circles my clit at the same moment he pushes a finger inside me again. I’m feeling so many things at once. When my hips buck, trying to get away from the pressure that’s building low in my core because it feels like too much, Cade uses his free hand to circle around my hips and pin me to the blanket.
He isn’t done with me. I don’t want him to be done with me, but oh my god, I think I’m going to come all over his face.
I attempt to push him off again, but his mouth seals even more to me, sucking my clit in the most delicious of ways.
“Cade, I think I’m going to come,” I pant. My entire body feels flushed as tingles erupt all over my skin.
He slides another finger in me, his mouth leaving me for a second. “That’s the point, baby. I want to make my girl come, and I want to taste every last drop when she does it.”
The moan that comes from my mouth is so loud and wild that I barely recognize myself. I love it, the power I feel as the orgasm builds to something I’ve never felt before.
“Come for me, baby. You can scream if you want to. There’s only me and the stars here to hear you.”
When he licks me up and down, his tongue circling around and around, up and down relentlessly, I can’t help but let the waves of pleasure overtake my entire body. My shoulders come off the blanket as I yell his name over and over.
His tongue slows but doesn’t stop. Cade makes sure I ride out every single second of the orgasm.
My eyes flutter open as my body relaxes from the best orgasm of my life. I’d given them to myself before, but I never knew what I was missing. I don’t know how I’ll be able to do it with just my fingers again, not after knowing what it felt like for him to give me one. Looking down, I find him watching me closely. He continues to lick me up and down, his eyes focused solely on me. We stay locked in the moment until my body goes limp from the pleasure.
He rises from his knees, his lips glistening with…me.
I focus on the wetness coating his mouth. I can’t look away. Lust runs through me all over again at the sight of his lips covered with the proof of my arousal—of what he does to me.
Cade pulls his thumb to his mouth, wiping the corner and along his bottom lip. “You like seeing your cum all over my mouth, Goldie?”
Heat flares in my cheeks at the dirtiness to his words. I’ve never seen Cade like this, but I’ll admit, he turns me on just by his filthy words. Cade pops his thumb into his mouth, licking it clean, all while his hooded eyes stay focused on me.
“Answer me,” he demands, crawling up my body until he hovers over me. It’s only just now occurring to me that he’s fully dressed while I wear absolutely nothing.
All I can do is nod. I can’t form words right now. My clit still throbs and my entire body feels spent by the intensity of the orgasm.
Cade’s lips come to a stop an inch away from mine. With the position, the shaggy pieces of his hair cover his forehead, one piece falling in front of his eyes. I reach up to move it, not wanting anything in the way of the moment between us.
“Kiss me.” My eyes fall to my cum still on his lips, not all of it fully wiped away by him yet. “I want you to taste yourself on my lips.”
“Cade—”
He gets even closer. It would be easy for me to make one slight movement and do exactly as he says. “Do it, Goldie. Then maybe you’ll understand why I’ll never get enough of tasting that sweet little pussy of yours.”
His words do me in. My fingers tangle in his hair as I yank him the rest of the distance, fusing our mouths together.
He doesn’t taste like peppermint. He tastes like me.
And holy fuck, I’m so turned on by that realization that I feel wetness pool between my thighs all over again. I’d only been screaming his name from an orgasm moments ago, and it feels like it could happen all over again.
Cade brushes his tongue against mine, pushing more of the proof of my arousal into my mouth. My hips move against his. I don’t mean to do it, but I need some sort of relief, some sort of friction to combat the pressure building again.
His hand runs down my stomach. He doesn’t stop until his fingers are brushing against my clit. My body jerks feeling him there again. I’m still swollen and tender, still recovering from the way he made me feel.
“This time I want to make you come around my fingers while I steal every single one of your moans from your lips.” His lips brush against mine with his words as he slides two fingers in right away.
I’ve never had two orgasms in a row. I’ve always just got myself off and went about my day. I didn’t know it was possible to come so close together, but the way his fingers expertly rub and slide inside me, I know that it won’t be long until another wave of euphoria rolls through my body.
When his thumb presses against my clit, I do as he says. I moan against his lips. He’s ready to catch it, the fierceness of his kiss stealing it right from my lips.
The kiss is intense, the two of us pushing against one another to deepen it, all while his fingers work deftly at pulling another orgasm out of me.
He pushes deeper, pain and pleasure running through me. Cade makes sure I feel him everywhere. His weight pushes against me as his fingers move in and out of me with a punishing pace.
I yank and pull at his hair as my body shudders.
“God, you’re getting so tight around me, baby,” he mutters against my lips. His fingers move even faster inside me.
When the orgasm ricochets through my body, he tastes every one of my moans and mewls, his fingers staying buried deep inside me as I pulse around him.
Eventually, I come down from the high, but it still feels like I’m on top of the world when my eyes open and I find Cade looking down at me. The corner of his mouth lifts with a confident smirk. “You better watch out, Goldie.” He softly brushes my hair from my face. It’s tender and sweet. Totally different from the rough way he just ravaged me under the stars.
“Why?” I ask, snuggling against him. The air is cold against my bare skin, another reminder in the difference of our clothes—or lack thereof on my part.
“Because I don’t think I can last long without making you come. The way you taste, the way you come apart from my touch, fuck…I never want to stop making you feel that way.”
“So we’ll do more of that?” I ask, feeling bashful as I tuck my face into the crook of his neck.
Cade sits up and pulls me against his body. Wrapping his arms around me, he envelopes me with a warm embrace. “Fuck yeah we will. You’re going to come against my tongue every fucking day I have you here. Probably more than once.”
I laugh, accepting my T-shirt as he hands it to me. There’s a tender look in his eyes before he slides the fabric over my head and over my body. He forgot about the bra, but I don’t complain. “Every day seems like a lot. How will we get away from Pippa that much?”
Cade doesn’t seem to remember or care about me putting my jeans back on. He heaves me onto his lap, keeping me warm even without pants. My legs rest on either side of his hip. Our noses almost touch as we look at one another. “Trust me,” he starts, playfully kissing my nose. “I’ll find a way.”
I shake my head at him, pushing at his shoulder. “If you insist.”
“Oh I insist.” He shifts my body a bit, aligning my core with the very noticeable outline of his cock.
“And by how warm you feel against me, I think that little pussy of yours insists as well.”
“Cade Jasper Jennings you cannot keep saying things like that!” I screech, letting him pull us both down to the outstretched blanket.
“Keep saying things like what?” he asks, hooking a leg over mine.
“You know what.”
He mischievously raises his eyebrows at me. “I can’t say pussy?” he drags out the naughty word, making my body heat even more when he licks his lips.
I try to hide how much I love hearing that word fall from his lips, despite how filthy it is. I shake my head. “I never knew you could talk like that.”
He ignores my comment at first, his lips traveling down my neck as he peppers kisses along my skin. Finally, he answers, his lips still hovering over the hollow of my throat. “That’s because it’s only with you. I lose my fucking mind around you, Goldie. I can’t help how bad I want you.”
His words are like a caress to something deep inside me. I love the satisfaction of knowing that he reserves his dirty words for me and only me.
I’m too overcome with emotion and I don’t know what to say. So I kiss him. And we kiss under the stars for what seems like forever.
Eventually, I get dressed again before lying down next to him on the blanket. He pulls me into his body, placing my head on his chest. We both stare up at the stars, lost in our own thoughts.
I don’t know how much time passes when Cade breaks the silence.
“If you were to look at these stars forever, tell me about the house you’d want to look at them from.”
My heart warms at his words. I think about his question for a few moments. “Something right here. At our spot. Right where you found that very first marigold.”
