Chapter Ten
Charlotte
A small branch banged against my window from the wind, waking me up, and I sat up in bed, trying to get my bearings. I wiped the grogginess from my eyes and yawned, looking around the room, and upon glancing at my clock, I saw that it was midnight-I'd only been asleep for two hours.
Goose bumps peppered my skin, so I peeled off my blankets and stepped out of bed before padding over to the window, which I'd forgotten to close earlier. Before I shut it all the way, I felt just how cold it was outside; a biting chill, and I realized that it had just begun to snow. I watched the small white flakes falling down, transfixed. It'd never snowed this early in the year back in Philly, and I smiled and put my hand out, waiting for a snowflake to flutter down and settle on my hand.
As I did so, I saw Cade's car pull up the driveway and into the garage. I had no idea where he'd been so late, but I assumed he'd been out drinking with the friends I'd met earlier at college. They'd seemed really nice, and they'd invited me on a trip to a ski resort this weekend, which I was simultaneously excited and nervous about.
I'd never been on any sort of getaway like that, and while I knew it might be awkward spending so much time in such close proximity with Cade, given our recent history, I also knew it was a great opportunity to put myself out there and make some new friends. So far in my classes, I'd met a few people, but I hadn't made any close connections with anyone yet. Nicki seemed very interested in getting to know me, though, so I was looking forward to hanging out with her-even if I only ended up making one new friend in her, then that was good enough for me.
I watched Cade get out of his car and trudge up to the front door, and I quickly slipped away from my window and closed it, not wanting him to see me in my silly pink and white sheep-patterned pajamas. I flicked the heater on and climbed back into bed, but as I settled under the blankets, I didn't even need any external objects to keep me warm. The mere thought of Cade was doing the job for me; just the memory of the way he'd looked at me today was making all kinds of nervous tingles shoot up my spine, and a distinct wet heat was spreading between my legs.
Damn....I couldn't sleep now.
I reached under the blankets and slid my pajama pants down, and then I tentatively stroked the area between my legs, knowing that I wouldn't be able to relax again until my urges were satisfied. My thighs were cold, but the rest of me was on fire, and I bit my lower lip and moved my hand directly to my core. Heat spilled from every pore as I began to rub the pad of my index finger over and around my clit, and dizziness fogged my head as I pictured Cade between my legs instead, licking and sucking like he had on that night at the hotel.
I imagined that we didn't stop this time, and I pictured him thrusting inside me, burying himself deep in the place I'd secretly wanted him for weeks. In my fantasy, he grunted as his hips slapped into mine, and my legs quivered as I whispered his name.
"Oh, yes....Cade...keep going..."
My fingers sped up on my clit, and another rush of wet heat between my legs made me feel distinctly empty. I slid one finger just past my entrance, feeling my warm walls close around it, and then I sighed with bliss as I began to curl it inside myself in a rhythm with the finger that was still deftly working my clit. Pure pleasure exploded inside of me just seconds later, and my body clenched as the orgasm rushed over me, making me want to scream out loud.
My bedroom door suddenly burst open, and my eyes snapped open as the light switched on. Cade was no longer in my imagination...he was right here in my room.
Shit.
"Are you okay?" he asked as I scrambled to pull the blankets all the way over myself.
"Um, yes, I'm fine. Why?" I asked.
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