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“Go get me more Caesar intel. I want to know when they plan to make a move on Cadence.” I glance at my phone, messages and emails piling up. My advisors, the banks, the business papers–anyone and everyone who has an interest in the Fraser negotiation is blowing up my phone. I should sit down and work. Should answer them. Should come up with a new plan of attack for Fraser. Instead, my gaze drifts upward, up to where I know Cadence is. I canfeelher.
I stand, my feet moving on their own. My body drawn to hers.
Cat is already heading toward the garage. I ignore him, my steps quickening as I bound up the stairs. When I burst into her room, she looks up, her eyes wide. “What is it? I thought you were working.”
God, she’s so beautiful. So fucking innocent.
I close the door behind me and rush to her, bowling her over, pinning her beneath me, and kissing the ever-living hell out of her.
18
CADENCE
Vargas takes my breath away, his body pinning me to the bed beneath him. Forgotten are the lies he told me and my father.
His mouth devours mine, taking what he wants. Not that I have any plans to try to stop him. I slip my arms around him and kiss him right back. The passion and neediness rolling off of him is intoxicating. It pulls me under.
“I can’t stay away from you,” he says when he takes his mouth from mine. I gasp for air, but Vargas doesn’t stop. His lips move down my neck.
“You stayed away this morning,” I remind him. I had no idea how erotic it could feel to have your neck kissed and sucked on. He lifts his head. His eyes are now darker than I remember.
“I left because I have no control when it comes to you.” He presses his mouth to mine in a hard kiss. I find it hard to believe that Vargas Fontaine has no control, but I know in this he’s telling the truth. I just don’t understand why. I’m sure he could have anyone, but here he is with me.
“What if I don’t want you to have control?” I lick my lips, still tasting him there. They already feel swollen and well-used. I love it.
I could love him.
“Careful what you wish for, beautiful.” He yanks at my top, freeing it from my body. I let out a gasp of surprise. “Be a good girl and let me take what I want.”
“Vargas.” I whimper his name. His words are filthy and wrong, but I don’t move. If anything, I let myself sink deeper into the bed. I want to be a good girl for him. I want to be everything for him.
“Good girl,” he says before he sucks my nipple into his mouth. “You’re so damn soft.” He trails his mouth over to my other breast to give it the same attention. His tongue circles around my nipple before claiming that one too. Instinctively, my body arches to get closer to him. I want him to consume me. To never let me go.
Once again, Vargas wakes up another part of my body that I didn’t know could ache with need. My breasts grow heavy with every swipe of his tongue. The throb between my thighs is almost intolerable.
His mouth keeps working its way down my body while his hands remove the rest of my clothes, leaving me naked. Vargas slips off the side of the bed; gripping my hips, he pulls me to the edge, my ass almost falling off.
“Vargas.” I blush when he spreads my thighs wide. I’m completely naked and exposed while he still has all his clothes on. I can see the hard outline of his cock pressing against his slacks. While he looks sexy as hell as is, I want to see all of him.
“Keep saying my name, beautiful,” he says before burying his face between my thighs. I let out a small scream, the wave of pleasure falling over me.
The same way he pounced on me before, he does again. His mouth latches on to my clit. It takes nothing for the orgasm to hit me. I’d be embarrassed if I wasn’t so lost in the pleasure. Vargas proves that it doesn’t matter how fast I go off for him. He’s still going to get more.
I try to wiggle away from him, my clit sensitive. His forearm comes down over my hips, pinning me back down to the bed.
“I thought you were going to be a good girl.”
I glance down at him. His eyes lock with mine. I can see the evidence of my orgasm on his mouth. He blows on my clit.
“It’s too much.” I try to jerk away, but his hold on me is unbreakable.
Vargas' hand comes down on my sex. The smack is loud, but it doesn’t hurt. A shot of pleasure shoots through my body, coming right back to my clit, making it throb for more attention now. I don’t know what this man is doing to me, but I never want it to stop. He has my body going haywire with his pleasure. One minute it’s overwhelming, and the next, I want to beg him for more.
“I need more.” My body feels as though it’s going to combust if he doesn’t give me more.
“Good girls say please.” He smacks my clit again. I swear I’m about to come just from that small action.
“Please.” His mouth comes down on me again. This time he teases. His tongue slips through the folds of my sex, circling around my clit. He drives me close to orgasm then pulls away. “Please.” I beg again, but he pulls back, coming to his feet. “No!” I cry out. I was right on the edge.
