Page 79 of Broken Strings


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“Caden…I need to go for a while…” I can’t meet his glassy eyes. Instead, I keep my stare trained on my feet, but I hear when he moves off the bed and approaches me.

Gripping my jaw in his palm, he lifts my head to brush his lips softly against mine. I snake my tongue out, parting his lips, needing to taste him one final time, and that’s all the encouragement he needs.

He slams me back against his dressing table, making me cry out in pain, and in the face of what I’m about to do, I welcome the hurt. My hands scramble to the zipper of his jeans, freeing his hard cock as he hikes my leg up against his hip, giving him access to my leggings-clad core.

Grinding himself against my hand, he breaks our kiss, drops his forehead to mine, and groans in frustration. “Let me feel you, Summer. I need your warmth. I’m so fucking cold inside. I need you so that I can fuckingfeel.Something. Anything!”

I nod against his forehead, needing the same thing, possibly even more than he does.

He palms my ass, lifting me up to deposit me on the dresser behind me, then leans around me to grab his pocketknife. He brings the knife between my legs and cuts the seam of my leggings, the threads unravelling with ease, giving him the access to my warmth that he so desperately needs.

That webothso desperately crave.

Tugging my panties to one side, the pocketknife falls to the wooden floor at our feet with a muted clatter, and he drops his forehead onto my neck as he enters me in one sharp thrust.

I cry out, throwing my head back against the wall as tears silently stream down my face.

He drives into me repeatedly, hitting deeper and deeper with each forward movement, and I cling to this moment of precious agony with every atom inside of me.

His movements grow frantic and despite the emotion roiling through my veins, I can feel the stirring of an orgasm coiling in the depths of my stomach.

He lifts his head enough to suck my exposed throat while driving his hardness as deep as he can go, groaning his orgasm into the delicate skin of my neck. I know that I’m on the precipice of something amazing, and when I feel him erupt inside my core, I’m thrown off the edge with no warning.

My body clings tight to his, my channel rippling around his length as I take him impossibly deeper, and all too soon, I’m slammed back to reality.

His bedroom door creaks open unceremoniously. “Cade, are you awake? We need to talk.”

Layla strides in the door, taking in the aftermath of our coming together with nonchalance as Cade tucks himself into his pants without looking up, and I lower myself onto the floor.

My reason for leaving is twofold when Layla smirks knowingly before shifting her eyes to Cade, linking her arm through his. “Come on, lover boy. You need to sleep off those pills so we can have a serious conversation.”

I slip from the room to the sounds of my best friend settling the boy I love into his bed, glancing back one final time to see her climbing in beside him.

My heart splinters into a million pieces as I run down the stairs, grabbing the single rucksack of items that I had time to pack.

Before I walk out the door, I gently slip my necklace from around my neck. It’s the heart locket my father gave to me for my last birthday with my parents. Inside there’s a photo of me with Caden on the opposite side.

It feels fitting to leave my locket behind for him, because as I walk out that door for the last time, my chest feels hollow.

CHAPTER21

CADEN

I takea deep breath when Summer pauses her tale to take a sip from her tumbler.

My feelings are scattered to the four winds.

My heart is screaming to stop wasting time. There’s been enough time lost to fill a fucking ocean liner.

But my head is begging for caution, telling me that something needs to change. ThatIneed to change.

I welcomed her back with open arms, willing to overlook everything that went before. Willing to plead ignorance in exchange for her simple presence.

Am I willing to do that again and riskmoresecrets and pain in the long run?

Am I willing to open not only myself to this, but my daughter too?

Myson?

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