Page 164 of Blackwood

“Fuck, Lex. Baby don’t stop, oh—”

“Babe,” Cade says, voice calm but firm. “Stop.”

My head snaps up. “What?” I pant, absolutely wrecked and suddenly furious and Cade. “Why the hell would you?”

Lex looks up, dazed and confused, mouth glistening. “What’s wrong?”

Cade just grins. “Nothing’s wrong, babe.” He looks at me. “I just want my turn.”

Lex lets out a low, dark laugh. He pushes up onto his knees and leans over me to kiss Cade, hot and open-mouthed, giving Cade a taste of me right off his lips. I moan, still breathless as Cade finally turns to me.

Cade moves between my legs, positioning himself low, hands sliding up my thighs with that signature calm control that somehow makes everything hotter.

“I love you, sweetheart,” he says before he goes down.

“Ah! Cade!”I cry out, back arching. “I love you too.”

It’s different this time. Lex is fire, all mayhem and ruin.

But Cade? Cade knows me. He has for years. He’d spent many weeks learning me. Studying every gasp, every tremble, like I’m his favorite subject. He knows my body. Knows what makes me fall apart and exactly how to put me back together.

He licks slow. Long, deliberate strokes that drag heat through my veins. Each one laced with the kind of control that only comes from knowing exactly how to wreck me. Then he flattens his tongue and slides it up over my clit. Just enough pressure to make my hips twitch, my hands fly into his hair, and enough to cause a broken cry to fall from my lips before I can stop it.

Because with Cade, it’s never just sex. It’s a symphony. And right now? He’s playing me like he never stopped loving the sound.

He adds a bit of pressure,circling that spot with just the right amount of friction. Not too fast. Not too light.

Perfect.

My thighs start to tremble again.

“God,” I whimper, just as Cade slides two fingers inside me, curling them upward just enough to hit that damn spot that sends my head back into the bed.

A moan rips out of my throat and Lex catches it with his mouth. He kisses me deep, tongue tangling with mine, swallowing every sound I make while Cade works me over like a pro.

Cade flattens his tongue once more on my clit again, right as his fingers pump faster and hit a spot that makes my toescurl. I can’t hold it in any longer. I shatter completely, the sound muffled by Lex’s tongue.

The pressure starts to fade. My limbs go limp, lungs heaving. Cade gently slips his fingers from me, kisses the inside of my thigh, and then slowly crawls up my body like he’s savoring every inch.

He presses a kiss to my stomach. Then my chest. Then my lips.

“I missed you,” Cade whispers, kissing me soft and full.

I wrap my arms around him, completely breathless. “I missed you, too.”

He leans in and kisses my nose, then sits back and removes his sweats, still grinning.

Lex is on the bed beside me, bare, gorgeous, and lethal. He props himself up on one elbow, his free hand brushing back my hair, fingers trailing along my cheek and my throat. He leans in and kisses just below my jaw, like he’s staking a claim without saying a word.

Cade moves between my legs. He leans down, kissing my mouth first. Then my neck. Then the curve of my breast as he lines himself up and looks me in the eyes.

I smile back at him. He positions his cock at my entrance and thrusts inside. The stretch is familiar, a slow, sweet burn I’ve come to crave. He slides in inch by inch, hazel eyes locked on mine, his hands gripping my hips like he’s afraid I might float away.

“Fuck,” I whisper, arching up into him.

He lowers himself over me, his body covering me and rests his forehead on mine as he begins to move—deep, slow thrusts that fill me perfectly, over and over.

It’s everything I know with Cade, steady, loving, and safe.