Chapter 10

Trapped between Kade and the wall, Addilyn could do nothing more than melt against him. His touch set off a whirlwind of emotions for her, and she was nothing more than a slave to the desire building up in her. As his tongue danced with hers, she dragged her fingers through his hair and tried to pull him down for even more.

"You want this, right?" he whispered raggedly as his hands dragged her shirt up. "Please tell me that you want this."

Unable to say anything, she could only tug at his own shirt in response. It wasn't the first time that she'd seen him half-naked, but it was the first time she was allowed to press the palm of her hands against his warm, supple, skin. Hard. Smooth. God, she couldn't get enough of him.

His hands trailed down her neck, and he kneeled out of reach. When his hands reached for the button on her jeans, she sighed in pleasure and leaned against the wall. Pushing her hips out, she let him slide the material off and shivered.

"Pretty," he said with a slow grin as his fingers trailed the lacy pattern of her black panties. When she spread her legs to give him more access, he groaned. "Damn, Addilyn. I bet you taste so sweet."

Just the idea of him kissing her so intimately, of him tasting her, was enough to weaken her. As her knees buckled, he caught her just before she could slide down the wall. "I've got you, baby. I want you in my bed. I've spent so many nights imagining you beneath my sheets."

Clinging to him as he picked her up, she bit her lower lip. "What was I doing?" she asked huskily.

"Letting me touch you all over. Kiss you all over." He started to climb the stairs. "Moaning my name when I made you come again and again."

In response, she pressed her lips to his neck and let her tongue dart out to taste him. He inhaled sharply, and she realized that she had as much power over him as he had over her. When she raked her teeth lightly over his shoulder, he picked up the pace. Before she knew it, she was air bound. With a small shriek, she fell and bounced on the soft mattress. In an instant, he was on top of her.

This wasn't the man who'd teased her before. All of their innuendos and flirting, all the heated glances, and sly touches came down to this. The air was thick with tensions that Addilyn was afraid that might both go up in flames.

With ease, he unsnapped her bra and tossed it aside. The cool air puckered her nipples, and he made a low sound of approval when he gently pinched them between his fingers. "Perfect," he muttered. Leaning down, he licked one gently before raking his teeth over it.

"Oh," she cried out and pulled his head away. "God, Kade. Believe, me. The foreplay isn’t necessary. I'm so ready."

"Really?" His hand reached down and stroked her damp panties. The touch was almost too much, and her hips lifted off the bed. Embarrassed, she tried to pull away. If he made her come before he even got her naked, she'd never live it down. It felt like a power play, but she couldn't help it. She didn't want him to know how much hold he had on her.

"So wet," he muttered in a ragged voice. Shimmying down her body, he practically ripped her panties down her legs and forced her thighs apart. Even in the dark, she could see the intensity of his glare as he slid a single finger over her and gently brushed her clit. Crying out, she reached up and gripped the pillow under her head.

"Kade," she begged. "Please."

"Fuck. I love the way my name sounds on your lips. I want to hear it again, Addilyn." Leaning down, he pressed his mouth to her heated center and slid a finger deep inside her. It just took a second. Two strokes of his fingers as he searched for her sweet spot, and one long slide of his tongue over her bud. He wanted to hear his name again, and he succeeded. As the orgasm washed over her, she whimpered it over and over again.

"That's it, Princess," he whispered. "Again. All night."

He tried to lean down and taste her again, but she brought her foot up and pressed it against his shoulder. He stroked her calves, but she wouldn't be swayed. He'd seen her at her most intimate moment, and she still hadn't gotten him naked. Pulling herself up, she faced him on her knees and kissed him. As he wrapped her hands around her hair and deepened the kiss, she attacked his jeans. Pushing them down his thighs, she freed his cock and wrapped her fist around it.

Hard. Throbbing.

Grunting, he thrust into her hands. Feeling like she'd regained some control, she grinned. "Want my mouth around you, Kade? Did you ever think your princess would do that?"

"Trying to play dirty? You forget that I'm bigger than you." His threat was weakened by the fact that he reveled in her touch for a few more seconds before pushing her back down on the bed. Finally naked, he hovered over her. "Give me a second to get a condom."

"No." She grabbed him. "I'm on the pill, and I'm clean. I want to feel you, Kade. All of you. If you're--" Swallowing hard, she thought about all the women he'd been with.

"I'm good," he said huskily. "And I thank God for that."

Addilyn shuddered as he pressed at her entrance. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she raised her hips, and inch by delicious inch, he slid inside her. As she cried out, he pressed his forehead against her. "Fuck, baby. You're so tight. I just want--"

Digging her nails into his back, she knew exactly what he wanted. "I'm not fragile, Kade. Fuck me."

They were the magic words. He was everything that she'd fantasized about and more as he slid deeper and deeper inside of her. He held nothing back, and Addilyn reveled in every hard and fast stroke. Their skin was slick was sweat, and there was no part of her body that he didn't touch and caressed. He rode her through her second orgasm, and when she thought she wouldn't survive anything else, the desire mounted inside her again.

When she pushed at his shoulders, he grabbed her hips and rolled them over, so she sat astride him. She managed to take him even deeper, and from his moans, she knew that he was close. She tried to set a new pace, to go faster, but he gripped her hips and anchored her in place.

"Kade," she said weakly as she tried to fight against him.

"I need to feel it again, Addilyn. One more time. Give me one more."

It was a battle that she lost. As he pressed his thumb against her clit and leaned up to take a nipped in his mouth, she fell against him and wrapped her arms around his neck. He held them both upright with one arm and stroked her again and again as she rode him. Shuddering against him, she felt completely helpless. Both never wanting it to end and so desperate to reach the end, she thought her body might snap, but finally, with a scream, she bowed her back and gave him exactly what he wanted. The orgasm was so strong that she felt like nothing more than a ragdoll when he threw her under him. The bed slammed against the wall with those final thrusts, and she finally heard the sweet sounds of victory.

Her name filled the room as he shuddered inside her and collapsed.

She had no idea how much time past. Minutes. Hours. When her heartbeat finally slowed, and she could breathe again, she practically purred as she reached up and pressed her hands against his back. Smiling happily, she traced the tattoos on his arms. "What do they mean?"

Kade pulled back and frowned. "What does what mean?"

"Your ink. Didn't you get them for some particular reason?"

"Usual reasons. Drunk. Lost a bet. Though it looks cool." His voice was almost cold as he rolled way from her. Puzzled, she pushed herself up on her elbows and stared at him.

"Okay," she said slowly. Hoping that maybe his distance was part of her imagination, she reached for him, but when he slid from the bed, she felt like he'd just doused her with a bucket of ice water. "Kade?"

"Sorry, Princess. I've still got some work to do on your album. You're a great fuck. I feel very relaxed.”

Pulling the sheets up over her body, she swallowed hard. "Are you kicking me out?"

"What?" He gave her a lazy smile. "I got what I wanted. You got what you wanted. Three times if memory serves. Now that it's out of our system, maybe we can get some work done."

"Our of your system?" Outraged, she slid from the bed and reached for her panties. "I am the biggest idiot on the planet." When tears pricked her eyes, she turned her head away in humiliation.

"Come on, Princess. Don't be like that. You know how this industry is, and you got exactly what you wanted. You wanted to rebel against me.“

"I’m not the industry," she snapped as she pulled her bra up her arms. Brushing past him, she hurried down the stairs for the rest of her clothes.

"Addilyn."

Was that regret in his voice? Whirling around, she glared daggers at him. "Go to hell, Kade. You're right. You did get what you wanted. Congratulations. You bagged the sweet and wholesome America Holden."

"Christ. Wait."

Fully dressed, she grabbed her purse and wiped the tears away. "No, please. You can cross Pop Princess off your list. It's a good thing you fucked me now because, in a month, I'd just be another boring country singer. Hardly worth the effort."

Without waiting for him to say anything, she threw open the door and hurried out in the cold air. It wasn't until the lights flashed in her face that she realized she wasn't alone.

"American Holden. Why are you crying? Are you and Kade having a lovers tiff?"

Shit.