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But I needed him. Badly.

“Please,” I whimpered once he deposited me on the bed.

Cade kissed from my lips to my jaw, then down my neck to my chest, slowly pulling my shirt down along with it. His lips burned on my skin, but not in the way that the heat burned. This was deeper.

“God, please,” I said, trying to tug him back up. “Please, I need you. I can’t wait.”

“Well …” he said, tugging my shirt off and capturing one of my nipples between his teeth. While sucking on it, he looked up at me, eyes glazed over with lust. “You’re going to have to wait because I need to take my time with you.”

After pulling on my nipple with his teeth, he moved over to the other one and sucked on it just enough to make me squirm. I gripped the bedsheets, lifting my legs just enough around him and curling my toes.

“Please,” I cried. “Please, I need it.”

“Oh, baby,” he cooed, moving his mouth down my stomach. “I know.”

My pussy was soaked, desperate, aching, and pulsing. I whimpered and arched my back as his head disappeared between my thighs. He dragged his lips up and down my inner thighs.

“I can smell this wet little pussy,” he said over my shorts. “Tell me how much you need it.”

“So badly,” I cried, lifting my hips. “I need it so badly.”

Once he curled his fingers around the band of my shorts, he pulled them down my legs and then tossed them off the bed. His now-glowing golden gaze was fixed on me the entire time as a wad of spit dripped off his lips and onto my pussy.

“Fuck, baby, look at you.”

I lifted my hips, aching for some kind of friction. “Please.”

Finally, Cade dipped his face between my legs and placed his lips against my clit. I cried out in pleasure and sank my hands into his hair. He lay down on the bed, resting my legs on his shoulders and eating.

And this man ate.

His tongue flicked around my clit, his fingers in my pussy.

Over.

And over.

And over.

And over.

And over.

I didn’t know how long, but my chest was heaving up and down. He brought me to the edge again and again and again. Only to stop. Only to pull away and tease me when I got too close, before I could come.

“You’re not going to come until I’m inside you,” he said, pulling away for the final time.

When he sat up, his cock was hard, throbbing through his pants. I reached for his button, immediately undoing it and shoving them down so his dick popped out of them. He grabbed it at its base and smacked it against my pussy.

“God, please!” I cried. “You’ve teased me enough. I can’t handle this any⁠—”

Before I could finish my sentence, he slammed himself inside me. My eyes rolled back inside my head, my toes curled, and I almost came completely undone right there and then. A low grunt left his mouth.

He rested his forearms on either side of my head with his forehead against mine and pumped into me, slowly at first. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his torso, tugging him down toward me so we were pressed together.

“I love you, Ember,” he murmured against my lips, his pace quickening. He crashed his lips onto mine, his tongue slipping into my mouth, and kissed me hard, until his pace turned into deep thrusts. “I fucking love you.”

As the words left his lips one last time, I came undone all around him. My fingernails sank into his back, and I cried out into his mouth as the pleasure exploded through my body and his, too, at the same time.