Page 56 of Darkness I Become
Asha huffed a disbelieving laugh. “You’re laying it on a little thick.”
He chuckled. “You like it, though.”
Silly as it was, she did. His tone was playful but sincere, and it didn’t feel like he was mocking her. Nor did it seem like he was objectifying her, the way she was used to; rather, he was admiring her, cherishing her. The thought was as frightening as it was exciting.
She shivered as he continued to lick slow, deliberate strokes over her nipple. When he took it into his mouth and sucked, so slow and deep, she couldn’t help herself: she moaned. Her cheeks stained red with embarrassment. She wasn’t used to expressing pleasure.
Evidently reading her reaction, Cade moved back up to kiss her lips, then said, “Don’t be shy, my angel. I want to hear you. Want you to feel so good that you can’t help yourself. Want to know what you like, what makes you shiver with pleasure.”
It was always uncanny, how he seemed to simply know what she was thinking, and equally strange how simply he was able to put her at ease.
“What I like?” Asha asked in wonder. “I…don’t know what I like.”
“Then let me find out.”
His tone was commanding and self-assured. She thought she might’ve hated that, that it would’ve brought up her past violation…but it didn’t. Instead, he was lifting a burden from her. He would take care of her; she didn’t have to worry or overanalyze. She could, for the first time, let go.
Cade drew her nipple back into his mouth, then gently pinched the opposite nipple between his fingers. Asha fought the urge to moanagain as he alternated between them, sucking and licking, but eventually, she couldn’t help herself.
“Good girl,” he encouraged, and she flushed with more embarrassed pleasure. “You’re doing so well, showing me what you want.”
The cleft between her thighs was slick with arousal, and she shuddered once more as Cade licked a lazy line down to her navel. The ancient floorboards groaned in protest as he knelt, taking his tongue lower, and lower…
She jumped at the shock of his mouth between her thighs.
“Mm,” he murmured, inhaling deeply. “You’re gorgeous here, too.” She gasped as he gave her clitoris a long, indulgent lick. “And the taste of your pretty pussy…I could get used to that.”
He spread her knees farther apart, settling between them, and then his tongue was on her again. Asha tensed, more moans escaping from deep in her throat. She was all desire and ache, grasping for something just out of reach.
“This is good, hmm? You’re getting close now, aren’t you?”
Asha made a face beneath the blindfold. “You’re enjoying this too much.”
Cade chuckled. “Why wouldn’t I enjoy pleasuring you?”
It wasn’t supposed to be a trick question, but she thought of her teenage girlfriend, and then her husband, and then that old memory, the one she rarely dared to look at…and none of them had ever troubled themselves with what she got out of their time together. Despite his clear preference for dominance during sex, Cade did care that she enjoyed it. And though she was submitting to him, it was his plain desire to please her, to be worthy of her submission, that granted her a feeling of control, of ownership.
She hadn’t known that submission and pleasure could co-exist…or that submission couldaddto this pleasure, that it could make her feel powerful in a way she’d never felt before.
As though he sensed her distraction, Cade murmured, “Stay with me, darling. Feel me giving you what you need. Lose control and let yourself fall. I’ll catch you.”
Asha’s lips trembled with emotion. His reassurance was almost too much, but she swallowed hard and nodded. He started again, relaxing her once more with gentle, patient touch before licking her pussy in slow, sensual strokes.
This time, Asha made an effort to let go. She leaned into her lack of sight and simplyfeltthe rising sensations as Cade’s tongue swirled over her clit. He made a noise of approval before carefully sliding a finger inside her, then two. Asha gave a soft gasp at the intrusion, but she was relaxed and wet enough that the penetration wasn’t painful. As he slowly pumped his fingers, she sighed with pleasure.
“That’s it, my angel. Just let this happen. It’s going to feel so good, I promise.”
His voice was pitched low, but there was a tenderness to his tone that pulled at all the jagged edges inside her. She gave into the feelings he coaxed from her body, and at last, she teetered on the edge of bliss.
“You’re right there, hmm?” Cade crooned. “You want to come?”
“Yes,” Asha said breathlessly.
His tone darkened. “Then beg, Asha. Beg me for it, and I’ll give it to you.”
She didn’t think. “Please. Please, I need it so bad. I need—”
She made a sound of desperation, and he grunted before she felt his mouth on her clit, sucking her gently, and she was lost.
