Page 174 of The Ruthless Note

The air smells of reckless abandon and lust.

It douses my body in heat and makes me powerless to control myself.

Damn. She’s strung me too raw, too high, too close to giving up everything.

I promised I’d be gentle. It is her first time after all and I know I’m a lot to handle, but I was unprepared for the energy burst that ripped all my self-control away.

She’s stunning.

Unpretentious.

So, so soft…

I lost it the moment I felt her tight little body and saw her thrashing underneath me. That’s when I turned into an animal.

She was so ready for me, so perfect.

And the thought that I was her first, that I was going where no man had ever gone before, made me lose my mind.

To my credit, I kept asking if she was okay, only to hear that she was. So I pushed a little harder. Maybe a little too much. By the time I’d gotten a handle on myself, I’d almost split her in two.

Since then, we moved to the bedroom and left several dents in the mattress.

It’s like she turbo-charges me. I barely catch my breath before I want to go again.

Cadey keeps up with me, accepting every burning inch, rough when I’m rough, tender when I’m tender.

“Dutch,” she moans, her voice cracking.

This girl has wrecked me for life.

I sink in deeper. I want to hold her forever, but I can’t.

So I settle for hearing her scream.

“Hold on,” I growl in her ear. Stopping to capture her in a rough kiss, I rear up and go harder, my hands yanking her hair and my head tilted forward. She’s panting, throwing her hips back, meeting me with a passion of her own.

The bed is going to fall this time.

I’m sure of it.

But that doesn’t stop us.

I yank her up so her back is against my chest, tilt her chin and move as I kiss her. Our mouths rock in a dance similar to our bodies, tongues sliding together, tasting, charging, invading. It’s nothing but friction and heat and greedy hands. Her nails dig into the back of my neck and scrape my spine in a way that I’m sure will hurt like hell tomorrow.

Or is it already tomorrow?

I’ve lost track of time.

Everything about her feels so damn good. Even the way she sounds is like music. I want to stay here forever. Pumping Cadence freaking Cooper like a maniac, working her into a frenzy that sends her body levitating off the bed.

My body tenses.

Freakinghell.

My fingers slide against her and find her heat. I bite down hard on her neck, feeling her tumble into oblivion a second before I do.

I snap apart like an earthquake, a wild eruption that wrings my entire body out like a towel.