Page 91 of Trapped With You

“Good girl. That’s my good fucking girl. You’re right there, aren’t you?” His depraved voice, his thrusting fingers, his lips around my clit. All of it did it for me. “Now come for me. Come all over my tongue so I can have your taste in my mouth when I fuck you on my ride like a dirty little princess, Ella.”

The praise and degradation were the cherry on top of the cake.

My heels dug into his back and my body arched on a half scream, half sob as my orgasm rushed out of me. Cade wentferal, lapping at my pussy with coarse, insatiable groans, swiping to collect every remnant of my flavour.

Reeling from that climax, I panted and watched him rise to his full six-foot-two height.

My cum glistened all over his chiseled jaw and lips. Keeping his intense gaze on me, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, silently letting me know this was far from over.

Good Lord. He’s so sexy, so rugged, so mine.

“You made a mess, baby.” Cade tutted, swirling his fingers over the seat. He brought them to my mouth for a taste and I obliged. “I should make you lick every drop clean.”

Who knew the tender-hearted, almost shy, reserved boy I met three years ago would turn into this naughty and sexually deviant man over the course of our relationship? He was the most unexpected surprise in my life.

And I loved that he let his demons come out at night to play with mine.

“Fuck me instead,querido. I’m tired of waiting. You made me a promise.”

“Impatient little brat.” Cade crudely smashed his lips to mine before spitting in my mouth.

“Mm.” I moaned. “But you love it.”

Our mouths met in an erotic dance fueled by frenzied lust. He ripped off my thong and I worked on his belt buckle. I dragged off his shirt and leather jacket, then he helped me out of mine before hooking our clothing items on the handlebars of his motorcycle.

We never broke the kiss as our hands chased over each other’s skins like the world was ending and every second needed to be savoured till the last breath.

“My God, Ella, there’s no one like you,” Cade mumbled as I laid kisses down his neck, my fingernails grazing over his muscular pecs, his taut abs, and his hip bone, where theXtattoo for my middle name rested. Right before I dived under his pants and briefs to grasp his weighty erection. “You’re so—ah,fuckkkkk.”

I grinned brazenly and swept my fist from root to tip, my thumb swiping over the pearly bead on his plump head. He was so long, so thick, so hard. I was salivating. “I don’t think I heard you, Cade.”

He groaned while I jerked him off, head tilted skywards and eyes screwed shut, fighting not to come too soon. I loved that look on his face.

I squeezed his length. “Tell me, Cade.”

“You’re so beautiful, Ella.” He framed my face with shaky hands. “So goddamn beautiful.”

Despite the darkness of the night, the moonlight and a faraway lamppost provided just enough illumination for us to see one another.

I kissed the left side of his chest, feeling his heartbeat flutter under my lips. The myriad of tattoos and scars on his canvas only magnified his beauty. He was a masterpiece, regardless of what he thought. I would always be there every step of the way to remind him. “I can say the same thing about you. To me, you’re the most beautiful man in existence,mi corazón.”

My boyfriend loved to praise me—outside and inside of the bedroom. Yet whenever I praised him back, his features softened in surprise like it was the first time he was hearing sweet words. It was extremely endearing.

He was so precious to me.

Instead of answering, he showed me how he felt with a soul-baring kiss. It was fused with all the unsaid sentiments churning inside of him.

While we made out, Cade rolled protection onto his dick and slowly guided himself between my thighs.

“You know I love you, right?” His words were casual, but theguttural state of his voice betrayed him.

“Yes.” I gasped when he massaged his tip through my wet folds, teasing me for what was to come. The kind of rough lovemaking that set our bodies on fire.

“Keep that in mind.” He seized my throat with one hand and nudged his cock into my entrance, slipping just the tip. “’Cause I’m going to fuck you like I hate you, baby.”

He slammed all eight inches into my pussy in one unforgiving thrust.

I screamed at the intrusion, so brutal, so hard, so perfect. My arms went around his neck and my legs tightened around his waist. “Oh, God.”