Page 51 of Hideaway

“Yes, you’ve mentioned that.Repeatedly.”

“Alright, enough about me,”Kara announced as a change of subject.“Did you save enough room for dessert?”

“I believe I could rouse an appetite for something sweet.”

Kara rose to retrieve the cake she had made from the kitchen, but Cade stood quickly and grabbed her hand before she could make her way from the table. He pulled her close, her body tightly wedged between the table and himself with no room for escape.

“Cade, what are you doing? The dessert is in the kitchen.”

“Correction,”he answered, locking his hands around Kara’s waist and sliding her onto the smooth wooden surface behind her.“Dessert is on the table.”

“Cade!”she half-shrieked, half-giggled.

Cade embraced her, his hands moving along her back as he searched for the laces of the apron, his fingers moving deftly as they untied, removed, and threw the apron on the floor. Next, his hands found the laces that wrapped her dress slightly above her waist. With one quick pull, the bow was undone. Cade opened her dress, easily revealing the bare skin and bits of pink lace underneath. He sighed in appreciation. Kara saw the hunger in his eyes; his raw desire ignited something deep within her, a carnal intensity that she had never quite experienced with anyone else. Perhaps because no one else had ever thrown her on a table and declared her dessert.

No longer satisfied with the mere sight of her, Cade brought his lips to her neck, drinking in the taste of her with the ferocity of a man whose thirst could never be quenched. Her skin was burning with warmth though she shivered beneath his touch. She smelled of violets and strawberries. She tasted of salt and earth. Cade’s mouth trailed kisses across the exposure of Kara’s breasts. He moved lower, planting a line of kisses down her abdomen. He nipped at the curve of her hip before capturing the edge of her panties with his teeth, tugging to pull them down to her thighs.

Kara inhaled sharply as Cade exposed her sensitive pussy. With a skillful move of his hand, he slipped off her knickers entirely and tossed them over his shoulder. Cade trailed a single finger down the length of Kara’s leg from hip to heel. He grasped both of her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the table, spreading her legs, bending her knees, and placing her feet flat on either side of the table. Kara was left bare and spread wide open before him; it was without a doubt the most exposed she had ever felt in her life, lying naked on a table like an object to be examined. It was both excruciatingly uncomfortable and exhilarating at the same time.

Cade admired the exceptional view for a minute before drawing his chair close to the table and positioning himself between Kara’s open legs. He looked up at her and offered a mischievous smile before diving into the soft folds of her cunt. Kara gasped as she felt his mouth on her, his skilled tongue caressing her clitoris with a perfection of speed and position. She moved her hips in rhythm with the circular motion of his tongue. Her hands slid into his hair, pulling him closer. She moaned—a sound of desire and desperation and unadulterated need. Cade grasped her thighs tightly, his fingers digging into the tender skin as he locked her in position beneath his mouth. Kara was close; her back arched, her legs tensed, her toes curled. Cade felt the tightness of her body and moved to push her right over the edge of ecstasy. Simultaneously, he sucked hard on her clitoris and plunged two fingers inside of her wet slit.

Kara came loudly, eagerly meeting Cade as he thrust his fingers inside her and lapped at her pussy until he had rung every ounce of pleasure from her body. Kara collapsed on the table, orgasm flushed, sweaty, elated, and exhausted. Cade smiled in appreciation, licking his lips as he savored the taste of her on his tongue. Kara closed her eyes and enjoyed the briefest reprieve before she felt Cade’s cock ram inside her. Kara moaned at the sensation of being filled completely, her pussy still tight and spasming from the orgasm. Cade moved quickly, fiercely. He grabbed her legs and pulled her down till she hovered halfway off the table. Kara reached above her head and clung to the edges of the table to steady herself. Cade slammed into her hard, grasping her hips and pulling her as close as possible. The table squeaked loudly in protest as they fucked their way to euphoria. When they came, it was in unison, their moans of pleasure melding together as they surrendered to the discovery of an ecstasy that seemed only to be found within each other’s bodies.

After finishing, Cade laid Kara down gently and pressed himself against her, hovering over the table and supporting himself with an elbow on either side of her head. He bent to place a kiss just below her chin, stroking his thumb along the curve of her jaw. He was growing increasingly appreciative of Kara and her many talents, sexual and otherwise. As surprising as it was for a man of his experience, he had never fucked where he ate his dinner. The experience had much to recommend itself, and that table had just become his favorite piece of furniture in the whole damn manor.

“Tired?”Cade whispered against Kara’s ear, rousing her from whatever thoughts had been occupying her attention.

“Mmhmm,”she answered with a nod, sounding blissfully happy.

“I see you enjoyed dessert as well,”he said with a laugh.

“I enjoyed the sex, though, technically, you were the only one whoatedessert.”

“My apologies, Miss Caine, you are quite right. Allow me to remedy the situation,”Cade responded as he rose from the table, picked up Kara at the waist, and put her over his shoulder.

“Cade! What are you doing?”Kara yelped in surprise as she was jostled in the direction of the kitchen.

“Getting you dessert,”Cade answered as he kicked open the kitchen door and walked through. He set Kara on the counter a little roughly beside a lovely cake decorated with candied lemons and edible flowers from his hothouse.“Ah, see, dessert,”he said, gesturing grandly at the cake as though he had just magically produced the cake from thin air.

Kara laughed at the welcome silliness.“It’s beautiful. Made it yourself, did you?”

“Absolutely. Only the best for you,”Cade answered seriously before very determinedly beginning to rummage through the cupboards in the kitchen.

“And what is the purpose of this grand expedition?”Kara asked in amusement as she watched Cade systematically search through the vast collection of cabinets in the manor’s kitchen.

“To my great personal embarrassment, Irarely venture into the kitchen,”he answered, continuing to look around.“Mrs. Hughes has always provided everything, so there was never any need.”

“Of course not,”Kara responded with an eye roll. He really was a pampered prince. Or lord, or whatever. Realizing that her dress was still completely open, she tried to cover up as Cade rustled around the kitchen; she crossed her legs to make up for the fact that Cade had left her panties lying somewhere on the dining room floor.

“Eureka!”Cade announced triumphantly, holding up two coffee cups.

“Does Caden Ashford actually know how to make coffee?”Kara questioned doubtfully.

“He can manage,”Cade answered with a touch of chagrin.“And none of this,”Cade chided, noticing that Kara had fixed her attire. He walked over to her and quickly undid the bow, opening her dress. Sliding a hand between her thighs, he spread her legs open. When Kara resisted, he spread her open wider.“Stay like this,”he commanded with a stern look.

Kara greeted his bossy attitude with a glare of disdain, but she obediently kept her thighs positioned where he placed them on the counter. Modesty was something she was growing less accustomed to the more time she spent in his company. She glanced over at Cade as he fiddled with the coffee machine and its accompanying accessories, smiling in amusement as she considered the unexpected disadvantages that came with a life of privilege. At some point, she’d have to ask him for an account of all the basic life skills he had made it well into adulthood without acquiring. As the delicious smell of coffee filled the air, it was apparent he had somehow won his battle with the brewing machinery.

“Your coffee, m’lady,”Cade said as he carried over two steaming cups of brown liquid that did indeed resemble the aforementioned beverage.

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