“I wasn’t doing anything wrong,” I say as he closes my bedroom door, trying to offset his reproach before he gets it said.
“You were blatantly eavesdropping. Someone coulda noticed!”
“It was only blatant to you. No one else had the slightest clue I was trying to listen. You can’t assume everyone else in the world watches every tiny twitch I make the way you do.”
“You never know what someone might notice. I’m not gonna let you put yourself at risk for me!”
“I get to choose what I put myself at risk for, and it’s not only for you. I care about everyone else too, you know.”
Either my words or my soft, earnest voice breaks into his indignation. He gives a twitch. Then his face softens. “I know you do.”
“So you can’t stop me from doing reasonable things to help.”
“I might not be able to stop you, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to. Sometimes I’m tempted to lock you away in a tower so no one can ever hurt you again.”
I let out an amused exhalation. “That would be the way to lose me for good.”
“I know that,” he grumbles, looking downward but angling his silver-green eyes up at my face. “So I’m not gonna do it. I’ll just suffer endlessly and forever as I worry about you.”
“You’re not the only one.” I push him backward against the door and start unbuttoning his flannel shirt.
He smooths my loose hairs back toward my braid. “Who do you have to worry about?”
“You know perfectly well who I worry about, Captain.” My gaze is darting from his face to my fingers pulling his shirt open. Then I frown. “Why are you wearing another shirt under this one?”
“It’s cold and wet out there.” He’s smiling for real now.
“I don’t care. It’s making more clothes for me to take off you. You should be considerate of the time I spend trying to get you naked.”
He chuckles, reaching around to unzip my dress. “I’ll keep that in mind tomorrow.”
With my dress unzipped, I let it slide smoothly down and off my arms to fall to the floor. “Look how easy I make it for you.”
“I’m sorry, angel. But I’m not wearing a little red dress and boots like you.”
I really try, but I can’t hold back the giggle as I drag his undershirt off over his head, ruffling his hair and beard in the process. “Take your pants off too. Hurry up. I’ve been waiting all week for you.”
“I’ve been waiting too.” He’s shucking his jeans and underwear as he talks. “I thought I was too old to have to jerk off every night, but nope. Definitely not too old for that yet.”
Laughter spills out of me as I reach for his half-erect cock, massaging it until it hardens in my hand. “How embarrassing for you.”
“You don’t gotta tell me that. But I can’t stop thinking about you, and then my dick decides to get in on the act—” He gasps and pushes back against the door. “Fuck, angel. You’re killing me with those hands.”
I’m really getting into the hand job, but it’s evidently too much for Cade. With a rough grunt, he moves my hands away and turns us around so I’m against the door instead of him. He tilts his head down, staring at me hotly, and then suddenly his lips are descending to meet mine.
I whimper into the kiss—in surprise and pleasure both. He’s never kissed me before, although I’ve been wanting it for a while. I wrap my arms around his neck and stretch up to work my mouth against his, so eager I suck hard to get his tongue into my mouth.
He kisses me with a fierce urgency, gathering me up as he does until I wrap my legs around his middle to bring our mouths to the same height.
This is even better. My pussy can rub against his firm abdomen. I grind shamelessly to get more friction as he kisses me until my body pulses and my mind blurs over.
Before I know what’s happening, he’s readjusting our bodies so he can slide his cock into my pussy. He fucks me like that against the door, kissing me the whole time, and I pant and moan into his mouth until I fall into an orgasm.
He’s been grunting with a primal roughness, his tongue and his cock thrusting in tempo. As I come down, I suddenly remember something. “The condom?” I gasp, pulling away from his mouth.
He freezes, pressing me against the door. “Fuck.”
“It’s fine,” I say after I manage to make my mind work. “Just pull out before you come.”
