Page 26 of Wild Lies

Beneath the surface of the water, I can make out his cock and the way it’s hardening with each second that passes.

He looks down before returning his attention to me. “I’m sorry. Apparently he doesn’t know how to behave around you.”

I chuckle, shrugging one shoulder as I wet my lips. Kicking off my shoes, I reply, “I’m glad he doesn’t, but also, can we not talk about ‘him’ like that?”

Kade grins. “Yes, ma’am.”

Shaking my head, I push my underwear down my legs and step into the water. It’s cool against my heated skin, and I groan under my breath with each step I take. “It feels good,” I say as I make my way toward Kade.

He wraps an arm around my waist when I reach him, pulling me against his body and trapping his cock between us. Capturing my lips with his, he kisses me, the touch almost tender. I wrap my arms around his neck, everything around us falling away as it does every time we kiss.

Kade lifts me, and I wrap my legs around his torso, holding on as he moves through the water and further into the creek. We reach a ledge, and he places me on top of it, breaking the kiss as he points to the view behind me.

It’s magnificent. From up here, I can see some of the town. Wild horses roam free, grazing on the land. There’s an air of peace about the place, as if everything and everyone out there doesn’t have a care in the world.

“That”—Kade points to some buildings in the distance—“is my family’s ranch.” The people working on the yard look like ants, but I recognize the big red building from the day I arrived in town. “We own the land from the ranch all the way over to the edge of the lake there.” He points to the opposite side of the view, and the lake I recognize from the wedding.

“Your property shares the lake with Hartlands’ ranch?”

Kade nods, running his hands over my thighs before applying a slight pressure, signaling for me to open them. Of course, I do. I need him as much as he needs me, even if I do still feel the ghost of him there.

His attention is on the space between my legs when he asks, “Are you sore?”

I try to close them, but he holds them open, shifting his focus to my face with a cocktail of concern and sincerity in his gaze.

“You can be honest with me, Chlo. Always. I’ll never force you for more than you’re willing or able to give.”

Biting my bottom lip, I try to keep my frustration and annoyance at bay as I nod. I want to be able to have him, to feel him inside me as much as I can before I have to leave. But I also know my body needs to rest.

He knows it too.

It’s clear when he says, “If you’re okay with it, I’d like to taste you.”

“I’d like that,” I breathe, my body relaxing even as arousal floods my bloodstream.

Kade lifts my legs onto his shoulders, sliding his big hands under my ass as he moves me to the edge of the rock. He dips lower in the water until it’s lapping at the base of his throat, and he’s aligned with my pussy. “Are you comfortable?”

I twist my mouth, anticipation thrumming through me. “As comfortable as I can be.”

“If you want to stop, just say the word.”

“Kade,” I grumble, wriggling on the rock.

He grins up at me, his fingers digging into my flesh before he falls serious.

It feels like an eternity before he swipes his tongue along my slit. Everything around me disappearing, covering me in silence. I throw my head back, moaning up into the trees that arch above me.

Kade covers my pussy with his mouth, flicking his tongue over my clit before sucking on it. It sets off a spark of delight inside me, and I buck my hips, searching for more before he clamps his hands onto the top of my thighs, holding me in place.

I dive a hand into his hair, anchoring myself to him as I pull on the strands. God, it’s both too much and not enough. As if he can read my mind, he runs a finger through my slit, his tongue very much in place on my clit, before he slides the digit inside.

Even with his finger filling me, I feel a slight stab of pain from last night, and at my sharp inhale, Kade holds his finger still.

“You taste so good, buttercup. Like fucking sunshine and sugar,” he hisses, the breath of his words hitting my clit and sending a shiver down my spine.

“Kade,” I groan, lifting my hips as much as his hold will allow.

He doesn’t need to be asked twice, before he covers my pussy with his mouth again as he feeds on me. Flicking and swirling his tongue, he brings me to orgasm quicker than I care to admit. As I get slicker, he finally starts to move his thick finger, before sliding another in. I can’t hold back, tumbling over the edge again and again until I’m a twitching mess.