Page 13 of Home Stretch

Kade spears his tongue into my entrance and swirls his nose around my clit. My breaths come out as short little gasps as my muscles tense and pulse. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I feel myself teetering on the edge, close, so close to falling over the edge into the unknown.

I open my mouth to tell him I’ve never had an orgasm, but a strangled scream comes out instead as I explode on his tongue. I jerk in his arms, but Kade grips me tighter, steadying my movements even as he laps at me and bats my clit around, prolonging my pleasure.

He looks up at me right as I tip my head down to look at him. His eyes are stormy, dark, and feral. I see my juices covering his lips and nose, making me moan. Kade doesn’t give me any time to recover before flattening his tongue and licking me from bottom to top.

“Oh, ohmygod, Kade, I… I can’t…”

He grunts and continues to nibble and suck on my folds. The world crashes down around me until all I can focus on are the relentless strokes of his tongue as he pushes me higher and higher, winds me tighter and tighter, increasing the pressure in my core almost unbearably.

I gasp and writhe as he plunges two fingers inside me and curls them up, hitting some spot inside me that makes my nerves light up and burn deliciously beneath my skin. He swirls his tongue around my clit again and again. I can’t breathe. My heart thrashes. There’s a rushing sensation flooding my body. I feel like I have to twist away, back down from the onslaught of pleasure, but I can’t. I’m rooted in place, completely at his mercy.

My whole body gets tight. The pressure builds inside me, through my pelvis, over my skin, in my muscles, and along nerves. Pleasure swells and explodes as I convulse in his arms. He pins me to the rock, mercilessly eating me out with a growl.

I’m floating through space, through bliss, and through lust and release. A rhythmic, sharp throbbing between my legs brings me down from my high. I open my eyes and see Kade slowly licking me up and down, swallowing down all of me, every last drop.

My bones turn to liquid as I slump against the rock, completely wrung out. Kade helps me get my jeans and shoes on and then stands up, pulling me into his chest. He holds me up and kisses me, letting me taste myself. He groans, and I bury my face in his chest, not sure what happens next.

“Are you okay, sweetheart? You’re shaking,” he whispers. “Was that too much?”

I manage to lift my head, blinking through the haze of the most intense experience I’ve ever had. “Not nearly enough,” I breathe out, licking my bottom lip.

“God, Malia,” he groans. “I’ll give you so much more. I’ll give you everything.”

I nod, and Kade lifts me up in his arms, carrying me back to his car.

“Wait!” I exclaim as he sets me down in front of the passenger side. “What about our picnic?”

Kade furrows his brow, looking from me to the spread of food all laid out for us. He grunts, then stomps over to the rock, swiping everything off and into the open basket in one swift move of his arm.

I can’t hold back my giggle as he sprints back to the car, tossing the basket in the back before fastening my seatbelt for me. He jogs to the driver’s side, hopping in and grinning at me.

“Those olives better have survived,” I say with a pout.

“I’ll buy you ten more jars, angel. I promise.”

With that, he takes off toward town. We’re pulling up to his apartment in record time, and I note that neither Hendrix nor Thorne's cars are there. They’re probably out with their women, which is a good thing. I don’t know if I can be quiet while Kade is ravishing me.

My body heats at the memory of him eating me out. I’m still incredibly turned on, almost painfully so. Kade must be feeling the same way because he rips my door open and scoops me up, making me laugh and kick my legs out.

“Love that sound, angel. I want to see what other sounds I can get you to make.”

“Yes, please,” I say with a nod. Kade jogs up the stairs with me still in his arms, which makes me feel dainty and precious, two words I’ve never used to describe myself.

We barely make it inside before Kade sets me down and presses me against the closed door, flattening his body over mine. I feel his hard muscles and thick cock digging into my soft flesh, which only makes me want him more.

“Are you sure, Malia?” Kade whispers into the shell of my ear. “I swear tonight wasn’t about this. I just wanted to give you a romantic dinner and get to know you more.”

“Are you disappointed with the way things turned out?” I ask, lifting an eyebrow at him.

“Fuck no,” he growls, finally crashing his lips down on mine.

Kade somehow kisses me senseless while stripping me of my shirt and unhooking my bra. His hands are everywhere, squeezing, caressing, loving all of my curves.

I’m vaguely aware of being lifted up in Kade’s arms and carried into his room. When he sets me down, Kade kisses my forehead, nose, and lips so sweetly. He cups my cheeks and rests his forehead on mine.

“I’ve wanted you for so long,” he murmurs. “I’ll take such good care of you. I don’t have much experience, but I want to explore every inch of you. I want to learn every single way I can make you come.”

I shudder at his words, nodding as I nibble my bottom lip. Placing my hands on the outsides of his, I look into his kind, brown eyes that have so quickly become my home. “I trust you, Kade. I want you. I… I’ve never done this before. Not with anyone. Back at the rock… that was my first, um… well, it was my first everything.”

---