Page 79 of Resisting Temptation (Men of Honor 3)
I smile, and joy explodes through my chest at hearing that, a deep part of my heart, which has been aching for the last two years from not seeing him, suddenly feeling lighter.
I rest my forehead against his as tears blur my eyes and cup one side of his face, “You’re all I want too. You’re the only one I want to touch me.”
“Good, baby, because that’s exactly what I’m going to do right now.” He takes my mouth in another passionate kiss and I feel his hand shift inside of my panties before his knuckle glides through my wetness.
I whimper against his mouth and he groans against mine. “Ah fuck, you’re so wet, Red. So ready for my touch.”
“Always,” I moan out, which quickly turns into a gasp as his knuckle grazes my clit. Minor shock waves ripple through my body as his touch brings me a pleasure I wasn’t sure I would ever feel again. He keeps his focus there, slowly and skillfully circling the swollen nub with the perfect amount of pressure.
I grip his broad shoulders for leverage and feel the raw, puckered skin of his scars, since he’s wearing a muscle tank. It causes my heart to falter for a moment and he senses it. “Don’t think about that shit, Red. Only feel me, just feel my touch.”
I can do nothing else but follow his demand as he quickens his rhythm by circling just a little faster, his fingers stroking in the exact way I need them to. “Oh god, that feels so good.” My grip tightens, nails digging into the deep grooves of his muscles, as I begin grinding against his skilled movements.
“That’s it, baby, fuck my hand.”
“I want more,” I whimper.
He groans. “Not tonight, Red. We’re going to stay right here and go no further than this, but trust me, I’m going to make you come just as hard.”
As much as my body wants to argue it, I don’t. Because he’s right, right now everything is feeling good and I don’t want anything to change that, although I’m not sure anything could.
Raising the arm that is around my back higher, he bends down and takes a beaded nipple into his mouth, grazing it with his teeth. My head falls back as a cry of pleasure spills past my lips. One hand weaves into his hair to keep him there, my fingers gripping his strands so tightly I’m sure I’m ripping some out, but he doesn’t seem the least bit bothered by it. If anything, he seems to revel in it, if the deep growl he just released was anything to go by.
As my hips speed up to match his rhythm, my body begins reaching the highest point of pleasure that is possible before it erupts. It’s a feeling I had forgotten until right this very moment. “Oh god, Cade, I’m going to come.”
He growls. “Give it to me, baby, let me feel it all over my hand.” As soon as the erotic words leave his mouth, he bites down on my sensitive nipple, which has my body erupting like a volcano.
Ecstasy rushes through me and lights explode behind my eyes as my body becomes overwhelmed with sensations. Cade crushes his mouth to mine and swallows my cries of pleasure, his skilled hand never faltering its rhythm until every bit of pleasure spills from my body.
A long moment later, my forehead rests on his shoulder as I try to catch my breath. I stay silent while I absorb what my body just went through. The realization that I was finally touched and pleasured by the one man I have ached for, has some of the ugly memories and shame leaving my soul.
Before I realize it, tears are rushing down my cheeks, hot and fast. Cade slips his hand out from my panties and wraps both of his strong arms around my trembling body, bringing peace and safety with his embrace. He doesn’t say anything; he just holds me and lets me release what I need to.
When my tears start to subside, I turn my face into the crook of his neck and press a kiss up on the underside of his rough jaw. “Thank you.” My words are barely a whisper, but he hears them.
He turns his face toward mine and kisses the tears at the corner of my eye. “You’re fucking beautiful, Red,” he says quietly and I’m surprised at how gruff his voice sounds. “This is all you should have ever known and I fucking promise you, it will be all you ever feel for the rest of your life. I’ll never let anyone hurt you again.”
His words cause more tears to fall, but also heals a little more of my soul because I believe him. I know that he will never let anyone hurt me again.
After giving me a quick, hard kiss, he pulls my nightgown up and back into place then wraps my sweater around me before standing up with me in his arms. My legs wrap around his hips and my arms around his neck. I plant soft kisses along his jaw and neck as he begins heading to the back door.
“Shit!” He stops suddenly then walks back to where we were. “I almost forgot my hat.”
I giggle as he bends over with me still in his arms, and swipes it off the patio. “You have a serious obsession with that thing, Walker,” I tease.
“I know, baby. It’s fucking scary and completely unhealthy.”
I chuckle again at his honesty. “Mmmm, it’s okay, because you look really sexy in it.” I follow up my comment with a kiss to his neck, along with a sharp nip.
He releases a primal growl. “Stop that shit. I’m close to fucking coming as it is.”
The remark suddenly has me realizing how selfish I was for not thinking about him. I was so caught up in my emotions that it hadn’t clued into me yet. After he locks up, I bring my face in front of his and cup his jaw. “I can change that.”
