Page 68 of Blindsided By the Enforcer

That’s all it takes for us to go back at it. Only there is minimal room in the car.

“Cade, you need to come inside. We aren’t moving your car tonight,” I insist.

“Is it okay with your roommates?” he asks because he’s thoughtful.

“Yes, I have my own room with a double bed,” I say.

“You do realize how big I am,” he warns.

“I heard you’re a cuddly guy so you can keep me warm.” I climb back into the passenger seat and leave the car. We run up to my front door since the snow is blowing hard. We get inside and the house is dark. We leave our boots by the front door and I show Cade to my room.

This. Is. Happening.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Cade

“This is my room,” Annie says, switching on the lights. She has a double bed in the middle of the room with a quilt over it. It looks like it must be one of the quilts her grandmother made. She has a small desk by the window with a large screen. She has an oversized, big yellow beanbag. And a night table by her bedside with a lamp. The room isn’t very big but it’s warm and very Annie. “Make yourself comfortable,” she invites.

“Thanks.” I fall back on the beanbag. “This is surprisingly comfortable. I can sleep on this so I don’t take up the whole bed.”

“Cade, I’m not letting you sleep there. You’ll end up hurting your back,” she counters.

She takes a pair of pajamas out of the closet.

“I don’t think I have anything in your size,” she says.

“That’s okay. I’ve got a T-shirt on under my sweater. I can stay in my boxers, if that’s okay with you.”

My eyes roam over every inch of her body. From her breasts to her tiny waist and her long legs, which are on full display in that skirt.

“Just because I’m here doesn’t mean we have to do anything,” I say to her.

“That’s not what I want, Cade. The fake relationship with benefits sounds perfect.”

Yes, that wonderful idea. I hate it. Why did I suggest that? Oh yeah, because you were scared of her running in the opposite direction if you offered anything else.

"Okay, but we aren’t having sex. I remember what you told me about Ford being your first. Sex means something to you. I only want that with you if and when we decide to take things further.”

“I thought you didn’t want a relationship,” she counters.

“I’m confused about everything in my life. I don’t want to do something to hurt you,” I confess but even as I make the confession, my body burns with need for her. There is no way she is ready to hear what I’m feeling.

“I know you won’t hurt me, Cade. You’re too kind and caring.”

“Come here,” I tell her. She walks over to me slowly. I reach out and take hold of her hand and guide her into my lap. She hasn’t touched me and I’m rock-hard. She straddles me, placing her heat right over my cock.

Her hands come to the back of my neck and she plays with my hair. Our gazes meet and my mouth waters. Things are so different with Annie. I could share anything with her and not fear judgment. I’m drawn to her. We haven’t known each other long but in the time we have spent together, she’s helped me realize my past mistakes with Scarlett. Maybe all that had to happen to bring me to this moment. To bring me to her.

I wrap my arms around her, drawing her closer to me until our lips connect. Her lips are warm and soft. She opens, inviting me in and our tongues play. A hunger has sparked inside me and it takes everything in me not to devour her. She deserves better.That prick, Ford, didn’t treat her right. I want to show her what it feels like to be worshipped.

We’ve been kissing for maybe five minutes. “Cade.” She breaks the kiss, trying to press herself into me. She is eager and horny. I’m here for it. Her grinding down on my cock is driving me crazy, but I breathe it out to keep my cool. I push us off the beanbag, cupping her ass and standing.

“You’re so freaking strong,” she squeals. I guide her legs around my waist, and she locks her lips to mine. She rubs herself unabashedly against my cock. My self-control is about to snap like a thread on fire.

“I’m going to make you feel good, baby.” I lay her on the bed on her back and get to work removing her stockings. I remove my sweater and T-shirt next, in a rush to be skin to skin with her.

“Holy hell,” she gasps, taking me in.

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