Our Secret To Keep.

Chapter Twenty-Five - Never A Disappointment

Blythe

I quickly rid Kade of his boxers and trousers, pushing them down to his ankles, releasing his hard cock. I groan, stroking the base and brushing my thumb over the tip, making him hiss, and his entire body shakes.

"Take him." He breathes out, tearing my panties off, tossing them away.

Running my fingers slowly down his chest, I place my lips at his ear. "Do you want and need me that much, Kade?" I purr, purposely brushing my wet pussy against his excitement.

"Yes, just as much as you need and want me," he replies, dancing his fingers over my slippery folds and up to my clit, pressing his thumb against it.

A deep moan falls from my lips, and my back arches, my entire body eager for him. Kade reaches behind me, unclipping my bra and removing it. He dips his head down, kissing all over my breasts and circling his tongue on each nipple, gently biting down on them. Crying out, my head falls back, and the throbbing between my thighs intensifies.

I entangle my fingers in his hair, enjoying every second of his mouth on me. He stops after a moment, much to my dismay. I pout at him, but it doesn't last long because he crashes his lips to mine in a heated kiss, and that is the only thing I can focus on. I lift my hips, teasing his cock with my folds.

"Blythe, please." He mumbles into the kiss.

I smirk, taking a few inches in, but not all the way. I draw him out, and he groans in frustration, causing me to giggle. He tires of my teasing, gripping my hips tightly, lining me up with his cock and thrusts up into me, roughly. We groan in sync. He always feels so good buried deep inside of me.

Kade slaps my ass, hard. "Ride," he demands.

I moan in response, holding onto the back of the sofa for leverage and begin to work my hips back and forth, slowly, and steadily to begin, but after a second, I pick up my speed. I sense it is what we both need.

"Yes! Kade, your cock always feels so good." I whimper as the pleasure soars through me.

He spanks me again. "More." He begs.

I love it when he begs for me, it is sexy.

I go back and forth to circling my hips. It drives him crazy when I do. Kade's head tilts back, his fingers digging into my hips hard enough that it will probably leave a mark, but I don't mind. I find the perfect rhythm. Kade works his hips to meet mine, railing up into me.

I squeal when he hits my sweet spot, every inch of me shuddering, and the pleasure hits every nerve ending in my body. The man is good! So good! I swear, he has ruined other men for me. Kade grasps my face, forcing me to make eye contact with him as we fuck. Using his other hand, he slips it down my stomach and circles my clit as I continue to ride. I tighten around him, my orgasm already creeping up on me. It happens quickly with him.

"I am already close, Kade." I pant.

"Then let it go. Come for me. I want to feel you drown my cock." He rasps, kissing me.

It takes only seconds before my orgasm takes over, shaking me from head to toe. My eyes roll back, and my climax hits full force. Screaming his name, I release around him, flooding him and making a mess of the sofa below us. I collapse against his chest, still trying my best to move since he wasn't done.

Kade had other ideas. He flips me onto my back, taking his place above me. Pulling one of my legs around his waist, he thrust back in hard, groaning my name. Slipping my other leg around him, I took my ankles at the back, pressing his body tighter to mine. He doesn't mind.

I yank his tee over his head and throw it away, running my nails down his back, making sure to leave my mark. He likes it. He hisses, but it encourages him to work quicker. The sofa shifts below us, scraping against the floor. Kade buries his face in my neck, his movements getting sloppier and his breathing becoming louder. He won't be far behind me.

I rest my lips at his ear. "Come for me, baby. Fill me up, Kade. I am ready for you. I need you." I purr, encouraging him.

His teeth sink into my shoulder as his cock tenses. One, two, three more deep, hard thrusts, and he cries out, emptying into me. His climax is enough to bring another on for me. We ride through our high together, ending in sync. Our bodies stick together with the heat and sweat between us, the room only filling with our heavy breathing. Our bodies relax, but he doesn't move. He keeps himself buried inside of me.

"Sex with you is incredible, it gets better every time." He whispers, kissing my neck.

"Yes, it is. We fit well together."

The chemistry and tension between us are stronger than I have ever experienced with anyone. He draws out, sitting up on the sofa, bringing my legs over his lap. He caresses my legs.

"You are my new favourite thing." He says, smirking down at me.

"Oh, I know. I am addictive." I reply confidently with a smug look.

Kade laughs but nods in agreement. I smile brightly. "Don't worry, I am just as addicted to you, handsome. I can't help myself."

"Good, that is how I like. That was only a teaser. I plan on making you mine again a few more times tonight. You aren't going home, and if you want to go home, it will be in the wee hours."

"Mmm, I will look forward to it."

I may stay the night. It depends on how exhausted I am once he is done with me. If I do, I won't be making a habit of it. I don't want to get into that routine. I want it to stay as sexual and nothing more. Too many sleepovers will change things, and neither of us wants that.

"You and me both, gorgeous."

At least I know I won't be disappointed because he never disappoints. He makes me shake and orgasm every single time, and trust me, that isn't something that comes around often. I can't remember the last time I was with a man who did those things for me. For now, I am happy with Kade and our arrangement—no reason to change a good thing.