Page 94 of Resisting Temptation (Men of Honor 3)
She doesn’t need to fucking tell me twice. I throw my wallet behind me, making her laugh. I personally find nothing funny about how hard my dick is right now. I drop my pants just a little more but don’t waste any more time to remove them. I need her too fucking bad, it’s been two long years that I have ached to be inside of this girl again and I cannot wait one more goddamn second.
I position myself at her entrance and look down at her. “You ready, baby?”
“Yes,” she whispers strongly, but I don’t miss the anxiousness in her gaze.
I try to rein in my control, knowing that I need to be careful, that I can’t just fuck her into oblivion like I’m dying to. I slowly slide the tip of my cock into her and groan as her tight, hot pussy sucks it like a tight vice, making me want to explode already. I close my eyes and try to find all the self-control I possess.
“Cade?”
I freeze at the fear in her voice, and open my eyes to see hers squeezed shut. Her breathing is heavy with panic, and I know I’m close to losing her. “Red, look at me.” Her eyes snap open at my command and I suck in a sharp breath at how haunted her gaze is. “Jesus, do you want me to stop?” I’m pretty sure I might fucking die, but I can’t lose her. I don’t want her like this.
She shakes her head, alarm flashing in her gaze, “No, don’t. I need you. Just… help me, please. I’m scared.”
“Fuck!” Her tormented plea has me feeling like someone just punched me in the fucking throat. Turning swiftly, I reverse our position and sit up with her straddling me, which seats my cock fully inside of her. She gasps in surprise from the sudden move, and I lean back against the log for leverage so I can keep my face close to hers. I have never had a woman on top, I like to always be in control, but for Faith, I’ll do it.
I stare into her emotional eyes and wipe her tears away with my thumb. “This is your show, Red. We go as fast as you want or as slow as you want. If you want to stop, we stop. Okay?”
She nods and drops her forehead on mine, a quiet sob falling past her lips, “I’m so sorry, I’m ruining this.”
I grind my teeth against the searing pain in my chest. “You have nothing to be sorry about, baby, and you’re not ruining anything. I’ve got you, Faith, I promise.”
She nods against me, her tears leaking down my face. “I know.”
I cup the side of her soft cheek. “Tell me who’s inside of you, baby.”
“You,” she whispers.
“Say my name.”
“Cade.”
I begin moving my hand from her hip up the side of her ribs until I cup the round firm globe of her breast, her nipple scraping across my palm. She moans and clenches around me. I begin to trail my lips down the column of her throat. “And who does this body belong to?”
“Me.”
I falter in surprise, expecting to hear a different answer. I look up at her with a smirk and she smiles back. “Good answer, baby. And who is the only one allowed to touch you?” I pinch and roll her stiff nipple between my fingers after I ask.
She moans and starts slowly moving on my cock, making my stomach tighten painfully. “You.”
“That’s right. Only me. Always, only me.”
“Yes.” She begins picking up her rhythm, her body seeking pleasure.
I fight to keep still, letting her set the pace, fearing a setback if I move.
“That’s it, Red. Let it feel good, baby.”
“Keep talking to me, I like hearing your voice while you’re inside of me.”
Oh jesus, she is fucking killing me. “Do you know how many times I’ve thought about this, Faith? How many times in the past two fucking years I ached to feel your body around mine again?”
I bring my hand down from her face to cup her other breast, teasing both of her nipples with firm pressure. She moans. “I thought about it all the time. It was the best night of my life.”
“Me too, baby, every time I stroked my cock I thought about you, wished it was your body.”
She whimpers, half with pleasure, the other half emotion. “I missed you so much, thinking about that week with you was the only thing that helped me get through the nightmares.”
I swallow thickly as guilt threatens to choke me, but before it can drag me down she seals her mouth to mine and begins moving on me with desperation.
Knowing I have all of her now, I lift my hips once to pump inside of her. She gasps then moans, “Oh god, that feels so good.”
“You feel fucking good, Red. I swear, baby, your body was made for mine.” Not being able to hold back anymore, I start thrusting up inside of her with a steady pace, making her tight pussy flutter around me. “This okay, Faith?” I ask through clenched teeth.
“God yes, don’t stop. It feels incredible.”
Damn fucking straight it does. I thought nothing could feel as good as the night I took her in Iraq, but feeling her on my bare cock… there is nothing else fucking like it.
I stare into her deep green eyes that are no longer haunted but ablaze with lust, the way they were always meant to look. Her hair blows gently around her face from the ocean breeze, and her skin has a soft glow from the sweat our bodies are creating. She is fucking beautiful.
One of my hands drops to her hip to help guide her while the other moves to her clit between our bodies. She bites her lip and whimpers when I start stroking it. “Cade, I’m going to come again.”
“Damn fucking right you are. Give it to me, Red. Let me feel you squeeze my cock, baby.”
The words were all she needed to send her over the edge. Her head falls back on a cry, her pussy clamping down on my dick, sucking me into her hot depths. And it makes me come fucking harder than I ever have in my entire life.
