Chapter 15
Cara
Fireworks were exploding in my body as Caden licked and then gently brought his teeth around my nipple. I moaned again, pushing my pelvis as hard as I could against his cock, rubbing back and forth in the motion I couldn't wait to feel from the inside. I pulled my body away long enough to trace around his thick shaft, as I become more wet than I could manage. My eyes rolled back in my head as I closed my eyes and moved my hands to his hips to pull him further up. I had to feel his hardness in my mouth, taste his desire.
“Not yet, Cara,” he said gently, smoothly moving my hands back over my head with his strong grip. “Tonight is all about you.”
More wetness, more fireworks. I had been waiting for a man to completely take charge since I had started having sex. My back inadvertently arched up toward him, wanting and waiting for his entry.
“Don't move,” he commanded, and moved to the side. The silhouette of his strong back and shoulders as he slid his condom on had me in awe. I couldn't help but reach out and stroke his back. He turned, pinning my arms again. “I told you not to move,” he teased.
“Caden, please, no more waiting, I need you in me,” I begged, my heart pounding, my breath ragged, and my voice barely audible.
“Oh, I'm going to give you all of me,” he said, as he pulled the pillow case off of a pillow with his free hand. Wrapping it firmly around my wrists, he tied a knot. I couldn't even process what my body and my mind were telling me as I tried to figure out if I should be scared or turned on as hell.
Turned on. I was definitely turned on. In response to my brain, my body took over and arched my breasts toward his face. He deftly took one in his teeth again, gently nibbling, and reached down to feel my wetness.
“Oh, Cara,” he moaned, moving on top of me, not able to resist any longer. He slowly started to work his way in me, not wanting to hurt me, but I pushed the soles of my feet in to the bed and thrust myself around him. Our moans were in unison and we felt what had been building between us. As he began to thrust in me, we couldn't help but not take it slow.
Our bodies were rocking, sometimes in rhythm and sometimes one of us pausing to let the other take control. He held the knotted pillow case, making sure my hands stayed above my head as I tried to move them down, wanting more control than I could get without the use of them. The way he could take control, yet not hurt me, was pure ecstasy. The way he filled me completely, his cock reaching deep inside, and his mouth everywhere it could reach on my body, was more than I could stand.
We continued to enjoy each other, playing with our tongues and teeth, finding what made the other moan. My moans escaped louder as he continued to go deeper. I found myself completely lost without thoughts as he continued to explore and fill me in every way.
We had been losing ourselves for some time before he moved my legs over his shoulders, and entered me at an angle that hit in exactly the right spot. I could feel the squeezing begin around his cock, and he felt it, too. Within seconds, we both released, sweaty and falling in to each other. Colors shot through my head, tiny explosions of everything I had waited to feel. We lay there, his hand no longer holding mine above my head, but neither of us able to move from the position we had fallen in. I could feel his heart beat against my chest, and my nipples grew hard again at the thought of what I had just felt. Selfishly, I wanted more.
We somehow regained our composure to move and he untied the pillowcase, stroking my cheek and kissing my lips gently. “Cara, I know it's a cliché to say this after making love, but I swear I have fallen for you. I've never felt anything like that in my life.”
My entire being smiled, but I couldn't allow myself to speak. I didn't even know what to say. I didn't know what I felt, and I couldn't trust my feelings at this point. I didn't want to think that this was just a fling. I had waited my whole adult life to feel like this, if I even realized before that this existed.
We lay quietly for a few more moments before Caden sat up. He stroked my cheek and stared deeply in to my eyes. “I believe I owe you dinner, amazing lady.” He winked and slowly got up, grabbing his clothes and walking to the bathroom.
I was left alone in his huge bed. I had to stifle a squeal of excitement as I looked around. I was with the hottest man I'd ever had a date with, in his gorgeous home, and just had the most pleasurable, no, fucking amazing, sex I had ever had in my life. I pinched myself. There was no way this was my life right now. I was just a random fitness club manager, with a salary that paid enough to make my bills with little room for much more. The girl next door in the most basic, non-hot way. Except that I suddenly felt like I had won the lottery, and everything that came with it.
As Caden reappeared from the bathroom, clothed and smiling, he motioned toward the remote beside the bed, “Go ahead. Press the button on the right.” I did as he asked, my mouth dropping open as I realized why he had wanted me to push it.
The curtains that the remote opened revealed the same breathtaking view as I had seen downstairs, a wall of windows allowing me to see the sun starting to go down behind the people who were finally ending their time in the river for the day. We were high up and in the second floor, but I instinctively clutched the blanket closer.
“Don't worry,” he laughed at my modesty, “I have a film in the windows that doesn't allow anyone to see inside.”
“Wow. I can't believe you'd ever shut the blinds at all,” I gasped. “Can we switch houses?”
He laughed again, pulling me up from under the covers and walking me, still naked, to the window. Again, the feeling of freedom was there. This felt amazing. I didn't know how I could eat anything, because I just wanted to stand here, with Caden’s arm around me, feeling free and admiring the natural beauty of the water and the sunset.
Caden raised my head toward him by lifting my chin with his index finger. “I am now going to fix you dinner as I promised. Please enjoy yourself and look around, or crawl back in bed, whatever you want. I’ll let you know when dinner is ready.”
As he turned and left for the kitchen, I chuckled to myself. As if I could stay under the covers instead of being near Caden. It wasn't even an option. I slipped my thongs and dress back on, and took a deep breath. The room smelled like sex. I loved it.
I meandered around the rest of his house, impressed with the handiwork I assumed he'd done in renovations, and in awe of the views, before joining him in the kitchen again.
He was standing over the gas stove, water boiling slightly over, with a towel over his shoulder. He was trying to move the pot to stop boiling over while turning down the heat at the same time. My giggle gave me away, and he glanced back at me, a nervous look on his face.
“Need some help in here?” I walked closer.
“I do. But not with the food. I just got distracted pouring you that,” he motioned over to the counter where a glass of wine sat. Walking over, I picked up the glass and took a sip. Sauvignon Blanc, my favorite of the white wines. And I was pretty sure this was the same one we’d enjoyed at the restaurant on the beach. My hero didn't forget anything.
I took a seat at the bar and watched him work. As I watched his shoulders, back, and arms, I no longer saw his body with the clothes he wore now. I began to heat up again, reliving the look of his nude form without his clothes, the feel of his body without space between us. I shuddered, imagining him inside of me all over again.
I cleared my throat in an effort to also clear my head. “What are we having tonight, Chef Caden?”
“I thought we'd do a simple baked rigatoni tonight with some biscuits from a can. It's not fancy, but I'd rather have the time for us to keep getting to know each other,” he answered, not turning to look at me as he worked.
“I think we’ve gotten to know each other pretty well in the last hour,” I said in a flirty voice, blushing and glad he was focused on the food on the stove. “Although if there's more to see, I can't wait,” I added. When had I become so forward and confident, I wondered.
“Oh, I have so much more to show you.” He finally turned and his eyes undressed me all over again. “However, Ms. Lauren, I did want to talk to you about some things that have been happening. I think you should know.”
“Um, is it bad?” I gulped, wondering what secret he had kept hidden. A wife? No, there was no indication of a woman living in this house. Was he looking for a just a fling? My heart sank. That had to be it. He didn't want more with me than to get me in his bed a few times. But, he was so doting and romantic.
“Cara?” Caden snapped me out of my thoughts, “Don't worry. Let me finish this up and we can sit and eat. What I have to say involves one or two people who aren't at the top of your list right now.”