She couldn’t help herself; she walked around the small dining table and bent to kiss him full on the mouth. He jolted briefly in surprise, but quickly settled into it, his hands coming up to hold her in place.
Asha moved to straddle his lap, and their kisses soon grew wilder, more passionate. Cade’s hands moved into her long, black hair and stayed there, pulling her in. Before long, she felt him growing hard against her, and she sighed with pleasure. It’d been so long since she’d felt him like this.
Lingering doubt still clung in the dark recesses of her mind. She loved him, but hadn’t said it to him yet. Though Cade gave no indication that he minded, she wanted to test the strength of the trust that they were slowly rebuilding before she gave him the final gift of her forgiveness.
Since she was now aching with arousal, grinding against him and kissing him with fervour, there seemed to be one obvious way to do that.
“Asha,” Cade murmured when she pulled back, his eyes glazed with desire, “we don’t have to do this yet. If you’re not ready…it’s fine. I’m in no rush.”
She kissed down his neck, making him shudder. She liked the way his breath was coming out in small pants, simply in reaction to her touch.
“How much do you trust me?”
Cade frowned in confusion, and Asha giggled, feeling most unlike herself. She felt more like the person she used to be, in bed with him. Freer. Sweeter.
“I want to take the lead tonight,” she said, kissing along his jaw. “Would that be okay with you?”
He chuckled. “More than okay. I trust you.”
She stood. “Good. Then I want you to kneel, soldier.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Kneel.”
Cade shot her another look—more curiosity than confusion now—and bit his lip in a way that made herwant to bite it for him. Slowly and deliberately, he got on his knees, never breaking eye contactwith her. The sight of him there, so vulnerable and handsome, made Asha’s pussy ache with need.
“Give me your belt.”
He arched an eyebrow, but unbuckled it and handed it to her. She used it to secure his hands behind his back, then moved back in front of him. His grey eyes stared at her with a mix of dry amusement and a new, fervent intensity that made her weak at the knees.
“Tonight, you’re going to bemine,” Asha said wryly, and the corner of Cade’s mouth ticked upward. “And you’re going to do as you’re told. Follow orders. Like a good soldier. Right?”
When he offered no reply, she grabbed his chin in her hand and forced him to look up at her. “Aren’t you going to do as you’re ordered? Be a good boy?”
He let out a breath that sounded shakier than she’d expected.This is turning him on.The thought was titillating.
“For you, yes,” he breathed.
“Good.”
Asha took her time undressing in front of him, teasing him. His sharp intakes of breath told her that he was getting more aroused with every moment. When she finally wore nothing but Cade’s dog tags around her neck, she palmed her breasts, sighing as she flicked over her nipples with her thumbs.
“Not fair,” Cade said breathlessly. “God, you’re beautiful, Asha. I need to touch you.”
“You’ll get your turn,” Asha replied, and she saw him swallow hard, watching her. “Until then, you’ll suffer.”
He made a small sound of protest, but Asha ignored him. She was enjoying herself. She continued her own ministrations, caressing her breasts and the rest of her body. Cade’s eyes never strayed from her; his attention was rapt. He watched her as though she was the most fascinating, arousing thing he’d ever seen.
Asha sighed and kept going until he was practically quivering with desire, a desperate glint in his eye. He looked damn good on his knees for her.
“Something you want?” she asked, teasing, but her pussy tightened and got wetter with each brazen look he gave her.
His Adam’s apple bobbed. “To feast on your gorgeous pussy. This is cruel and unusual punishment after being away from you for so long.”
Pleasure bloomed inside her, and a desire for more of his surrender.
“Then beg,” she murmured, in imitation of what he’d once said to her. “Beg me for it, and I’ll give it to you.”