“Such a greedy little thing,” Kade says, and I nod, practically begging for more. “Play with me and I’ll give you what you want.”
My hand moves so damn fast it’s insane and it wraps around his thick, hard cock. Kade’s eyes darken and my hand moves as agonizingly slowly as he plays with my clit and he smirks, refusing to give in.
“Harder, kitten,” he rasps. “I need more.”
My fingers tighten, and I slide my hand up and down his length, quickening my pace. Kade rocks his hips in time with me and I add a twist as I pump his cock, making sure my thumb massages the spot that makes him moan. His head drops and his mouth falls open as he starts to pant and I smile, feeling powerful as I play with him.
“Admit you want me, Kade,” I whisper, squeezing his cock even harder as his breath hitches. “Tell me you want me to make you come.”
Kade’s eyes flare with desire and he growls, thrusting up into my hand.
“Yes,” he croaks, his voice hoarse with want. “I need you, witch.”
The words make my core clench and I gasp, my hips rocking against his hand shamelessly. Kade smirks, his eyes dark and hungry as his thumb moves with more force as it strokes my clit. I arch my back as the pleasure builds, the heat of the water forgotten as my climax approaches. I moan and his hand moves faster and more urgently as he watches me come undone and my orgasm hits me like a wave, crashing over me with the force of a tsunami.
“Kade,” I gasp, feeling his fingers tracing circles on my sensitive skin. “Oh Gods, Kade, yes…”
He laughs and leans forward, kissing me with the same slow tenderness as before. His mouth tastes of salt and victory as his presence dominates my consciousness and his hands don’t stop moving, pushing my limits as I struggle to breathe.
“Let’s make this more interesting,” he whispers into my ear. “You’re going to have to trust me, kitten.”
My teeth bite my bottom lip and I shake my head as he lifts me onto his lap. My knees fall either side of his thighs and he gently sinks inside me, skin on skin as our bodies connect. His eyes search mine and the intensity is unmistakable, a connection beyond words.
“I don’t know if I can, Kade.”
His smile is soft, his hands gentle on my hips as he begins to move. Our rhythm is slow and leisurely, and his cock fits so damn perfectly inside me. It’s as if our bodies were made for each other, designed to move together even though we should be so fucking wrong that this should never feel right.
“You just have to choose to, Zara. All you have to do is trust that I won’t hurt you.”
Kade’s hands slide up my ribs and grip my chest, pushing me down toward the water. I stiffen and he uses a little more force, adjusting himself as my back hits the water’s surface.
I gasp, my heart pounding as he positions himself over me. He looks at me, his eyes full of desire and domination. It’s the look of a man who knows exactly what he wants and is about to take it, no matter what.
He moves again, faster this time, his rhythm building in intensity. The water splashes around us and its movement adds to the sensations, setting my body on fire. His hands wander over my breasts and then he wraps one around my throat and my eyes widen as my heart races.
“Trust me,” he says, his voice low and husky. “You won’t regret it.”
Kade’s hand pushes my neck under the water and I snatch a frenzied breath, certain my head’s about to go under. My heart pounds against my chest wall as his cock slams into me and I almost scream as my chin sinks beneath the surface. His grip tightens around my throat and now I know he’s going to keep me here until I come.
I ought to be afraid. I should panic or fight back.
But I surrender, and every movement is so fucking intense it almost blows my goddamn mind. Kade’s thrusts grow faster and more frantic, his grip on my throat tightening as I claw at his shoulders, desperate for air but not wanting this to end.
My heart races with fear and need, as Kade’s dominance courses through my veins, making me feel so alive. Our bodies move in perfect rhythm, each thrust bringing us closer to a climax that feels impossible to reach in time. But I know it’s there, just beyond my grasp, waiting for me to give in to the pleasure that’s tearing through me.
I’m so caught in this moment it’s impossible to imagine anything else and as the pleasure builds it turns into euphoria, crashing over me as I come so hard it’s almost frightening. My head is as light as the morning sunrise and the colors and sounds around me are as dazzling as any dawn. I’m heady and excited and flooded with everything this world has to offer, my chest burning as my lungs crave air and my back arches as I writhe in pleasure and pain.
Kade slams into me and I feel his climax, his cock and body trembling as he fills me with his warmth. His grip on my throat loosens and he lifts my head above the surface, letting me gasp for air and feel the relief of the fresh air against my throat.
“See. You can trust me,” he says, panting and smiling at me.
I can hardly breathe, my chest heaving as I try to fill my lungs with air. The world spins softly, a haze of euphoria and exhaustion wrapping around me as I collapse forward. My cheek presses against Kade’s chest, his skin hot and damp beneath me. His arms come around me instantly, pulling me close, and the strength of his hold is stronger than an anchor holding me firm.
I shiver as his fingers brush over my back, tracing lazy circles along my spine. Each touch is deliberate, soothing, and grounding, as he stitches me back together piece by piece. His heartbeat pounds steady and strong beneath my ear, its rhythm calming the last remnants of my trembling body.
“I’ve got you,” he murmurs, his lips brushing against my hair.
I close my eyes and let myself melt into him. The softness of his breath against my forehead, the rise and fall of his chest beneath me—it’s everything. Warmth blooms in my chest, spreading outwards until it’s all I feel. Trust. I don’t just hear it in his words; I feel it in the way he holds me, like I’m something precious.
I murmur something incoherent, not entirely sure what I meant to say, but Kade just chuckles softly and presses another kiss to the top of my head. It’s a silent promise I’m okay, and for the first time in a long while, I believe I might be.
