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But just as I unbuttoned his pants, he released my nipple, strong fingers replacing his hands, blue eyes boring into me as my own popped open.

Resting his chin on my breastbone, his breaths uneven, he offered me a jagged smile. “I’ve wanted to do this from the moment I first saw you,” he confessed.

I couldn’t find the words to respond, the excitement building inside me preventing me from speaking coherently, but he didn’t require a reply as his face continued along the flat of my stomach, fingers curling around the hem of my panties to pull them away ruthlessly.

I propped myself on my elbows, baffled by the turn of events.

What was he doing?

His face buried along the center of my thighs, spreading me fully, and I wanted to stop him, but curiosity and an intense desire for him to continue prevented me from speaking my mind aloud. When his mouth found the cleft between my thighs, I cried out, shocked and aroused, stunned by the action.

Any time I had dared to sneak a moment of pleasure to myself in the quiet of my room, it hadn’t prepared me for what Cade was doing at that moment.

“What are you doing?” I whimpered.

My excited utterance did nothing to slow his deep, delving laps, and my yelps of pleasure didn’t diminish as he dove deeper.

“Cade!” I gasped, falling back against the mattress.

If I had quivered before, my body fully shook now, fingers clutching to the sheets of his bed for some kind of grounding. His hands dug further into my ass, raising me up to immerse himself fully inside me, like he had been there before. My knees locked around his head, but if he noticed, he made no effort to move them.

My groans became louder, more impassioned with the strokes of his tongue. His movements got harder and faster against the throbbing nub of my center, and when he inserted a finger inside me, I could hold out no longer. I shrieked, turning my head one way and the other, allowing my release to spill from my body. But Cade didn’t move away, continuing to lick and suck my clit, and I felt yet another climax build inside me.

“Oh…” I whimpered. “It’s happening again.”

He chuckled, the vibration only encouraging the release, and the second came much faster than the first, leaving me quaking and sweating when Cade finally raised his head up to meet my gaze once more.

“You are truly sublime, Zephy of Carrottrove,” he rasped, sliding back up my body, his weight crushing into me.

But that was hardly what I noticed as I reached eagerly for him. The thickness of his erection poked against me, sliding slickly over my soaked middle, my tender core sensitive but so ready for him.

His mouth crushed to mine again, and I raised my legs up to lock my feet around his hips, his pants having slipped off entirely while he went down on me. My hips bucked upward to encourage him in me, and he backed up to look at me as I panted.

“Have you…?” he asked quietly.

I swallowed, shaking my head, and he smiled, placing another soft kiss on my lips.

“I won’t hurt you,” he promised.

I didn’t respond, but I arched up toward him again, begging him to take me with the movements alone. He didn’t need any more encouragement.

I shouldn’t have been surprised by the way he filled me, but having no frame of reference, I screamed out, my hands clutching to the rippled muscles of his shoulders. I tensed, expecting pain much worse than it was.

“Are you all right?” he whispered.

“Yes,” I mewled. “Don’t stop. Please!”

“Shh,” he urged me, slowing his movement to ease his way inside me softly. “Just relax.”

His advice was sound. As my legs eased against him, he finished filling me, and I cried out again, clinging to him desperately as if holding on for life. But now, it wasn’t so painful, and Cade was a tender lover.

Instantly, he fell into a deep, penetrating rhythm, which took me a long moment to find on my own, the fusion of painful pleasure keeping me from the sync as my palms sweated, and I fought to catch my grip against his smooth skin.

His thrusts were deep and long, each one stealing my breath. He was locked inside me, my walls drawing him in for more, but soon, the pain gave way to full pleasure, and I was on my way to my third orgasm, my nails digging into his flesh.

This moment—whatever was happening between us—felt right.

We moved together in a perfect rhythm, our bodies intertwined as one. The pleasure was intense, and I was barely able to stay conscious, as surges of ecstasy ripped through me. The intensity built until it reached its peak, and I felt myself starting to come undone.

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