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Yeah, that’s hot. Really fucking hot.
She reaches out and threads her fingers through my hair as I lean in closer to flatten my tongue against that wetness, lapping at her slick folds before spreading her wide and exposing her most sensitive spot.
“Cade, oh… oh,” she moans, writhing as I suck and tease that tiny, throbbing nub with my tongue before slipping a finger inside her hot, wet channel. “Just like that—God, I need you inside me.”
If only we were always this in sync.
“I know you do,” I say, moving my head to kiss the tops of her thighs before going back in to get another taste of her sweet, sweet pussy. We both need this.
My cock is throbbing and so damn ready that it’s probably a good thing we’re pressed for time. I’ve never met a woman—or man, for that matter—who can turn me on like Yasmin does. Even after six years together, she can make me come in record time when she wants to, and even if we both occasionally wish the other would be a little more dominant in bed, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with our chemistry once we’re here.
“We’re going to enjoy this week, baby,” I murmur against her soft skin, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her sex. “I promise. Starting right now.”
“That’s what I want, too,” she answers, her nails scraping across my scalp as she starts to writhe under my mouth. “Want us to… to get back to… oh, Cade, I need you to fuck me so bad, babe. Please.”
Her sweet, urgent plea short-circuits my brain and goes right to my cock, making it impossible to think about anything else until I’m inside her. I stand up and pull her ass to the edge of the bed, then line myself and slide inside so damn easily that I swear her pussy is actually pulling me in deeper.
“Fuck,” I groan, my mouth falling open as my eyes start to roll back in my head. “Damn, I love the way you grip me, baby. Pussy’s like… like a fucking glove.”
“Faster,” she gasps, grabbing my hips and pulling me balls deep. “Faster, babe. Take charge. Make me… make me…”
I pull almost all the way out, then slam back in, loving the way she arches her back and whimpers for me to keep going. I thrust harder, faster, deeper, gathering her into my arms and pulling her up off the bed so I can give it to her just like I know she wants. Just like I know she needs.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she chants, her head falling back as her pussy tightens around me, her inner muscles starting to clench and ripple as her pleasure escalates. “I’m so close. So, so close.”
I lean in and kiss her exposed throat, sucking at that sexy spot at the base of her neck where I can see her pulse fluttering wildly. “Come for me, baby. Just let go and come with me, do it now.”
She moans again, the perfect, wet heat of her blotting out my senses to everything else. Then, when I reach between us and grind against her clit, it spasms around my cock, milking me as she screams. It’s enough to finally make me give up the control I kept a tight hold on until I could make sure she got there, giving in to the climax that I’ve barely been holding back with a hoarse cry of my own.
It’s so good I don’t want to move, but I also feel like I’m boneless after coming so hard. So, still buried deep inside her, I ease her back down onto the bed, only pulling out so I can roll over and lie next to her for a while before she has to get up and start getting dressed again.
“Thank you, Cade,” she murmurs, her voice sounding far away but finally content for the first time all afternoon. “I… I needed that.”
“We both did, love,” I whisper, smiling as I turn my head to kiss her cheek. But as she closes her eyes and her shallow breaths grow steadily deeper, I can’t help but wonder if she’s slipping away from me. The sex is great, but it doesn’t actually solve anything… and the worst part is, I’m not even sure what the problem is that we need a solution for.
But as much as I hate to admit it, even to myself, it’s real. It’s something I can feel, even if I can’t fully describe it. We’re so perfect together in so many ways, but lately, it’s like something is missing, and since I don’t know what it is, I don’t know how to get it back. I don’t know if I even can.
But I want to. I want to more than anything.
Because Yasmin is my everything, and nothing makes sense if she’s not a part of it, too.
Chapter 2
Yasmin
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I wake up from my little catnap to find Cade staring at the ceiling. He’s still a little flushed from our impromptu tangle in the sheets, and when he hears me moving, he gives me a hopeful smile.
Not a loving smile or a confident one, but one that asks a question.
I give him a kiss, because of course I do.
His lips are familiar and soft, parting to let me slip between them.
He’s Cade. I love him. I’ve been with him for my entire adult life and he knows me better than anyone else.
I’m just not sure if that’s enough anymore, and if I think too hard about what that means, it breaks my heart. So I don’t.
