Which made him rub her a little harder, with a little more intensity, more speed.
And she moaned again.
“Spread your legs wider for me, Kylie,” he murmured, rubbing up and down her sweet cleft. She was so slick that when his fingers moved, he could hear the sounds of her flesh parting for his touch. He wanted to fuck her with his fingers, to bend her over, push that plump ass out, and ram his cock into her hot, snug warmth.
But this was about proving a point, he reminded himself. This was about proving to Kylie that she wanted him as badly as he wanted her. So he continued to stroke and slick his fingers against her pussy, circling her clit and rubbing against the entrance to her cunt, where her nerve endings were the most sensitive.
Her hands went around his neck, and she suddenly gripped the collar of his jacket and shirt tight. “Oh God, Cade, I need . . . need you inside me.”
Sweet words, but this had to be about her and her orgasm, not about him sticking his cock inside her. But he could give her a little something, at least. He paired his fingers together, gave her clit one last teasing rub, and then sank his fingers deep into her warmth.
He groaned at the same time she did.
“Ride my hand, Kylie,” he murmured, thrusting his fingers deep. “Spread your legs for me and ride my hand, sweetheart.”
“Yes,” she moaned, clinging to him. “Push into me. Fuck me.”
Ah, fuck. She was turning this around on him. Trying to make him lose control. He pressed his face against her soft neck and thrust harder into her sweet warmth, attuned to every quiver of her legs. And every time he sank deep, he ground his palm against her clit, trying to make her as wild as she made him.
“Need more,” she said breathlessly. One of her legs went up and she propped her foot on a nearby shelf, spreading herself wide for him. “Oh, God, please. I’m so close.”
“You want me to bury my face there, Kylie?”
She shuddered in response, her eyes tightly closed.
“You want me to put my lips on your aching little clit and suck on it until you come?”
She trembled and nodded.
“Then beg me to, sweetheart. Tell me what you need.”
“I need to ride your face,” she told him, arching her back and pushing against his hand.
He swallowed back his groan of pleasure. The visual of his face between Kylie’s legs as she rocked her hips, feeding him her pussy? It was the hottest thing he could imagine. “You want me to lick you out?”
She shuddered again and nodded once more. “Please, Cade. I need you.”
His hand left the wall and he cupped her chin. “Look at me. Kylie, look at me.”
Slowly, those gorgeous eyes fluttered open. Her pupils were dilated with need, eyelids heavy. Sexy. Beautiful.
His.
“You need to watch me,” he murmured, and then leaned in to kiss her, stroking his tongue along the seam of her mouth like he was about to do to her pussy. “You’re going to watch me as I make you come, aren’t you?”
Her head jerked in a nod.
Cade slid down to his knees, kneeling in front of her spread legs. He pulled his hand from her slick warmth, hating to do so, and then with both hands, carefully tucked her skirt into her belt until her entire front was exposed to him. Then, he put his hands on her silky little pantieswet with her needand tugged them down her rounded hips. When they fell to the ground, he put them in a pocket, claiming them for himself. Kylie was beyond noticing, though. Her eyes were closed again, and her breathing was rapid, her body tense with anticipation.
So he leaned close, the scent of her arousal in his nostrils, in his lungs, and she smelled incredible. His mouth watered with anticipation. “Are you watching, Kylie?”
She moaned again, but he didn’t move. Her eyes fluttered open and then she looked down at him.
His gaze locked onto hers and then he leaned in, pushing his tongue between her folds and flicking it against her clit.
Her breath hissed out of her, and he felt her thighs quiver.
“Keep watching me,” he told her, not lifting his mouth from her slick, delicious pussy. “I’ll keep doing this if you keep watching me.”
He saw her bite her lip, felt the whimper echoing through her, but her gaze remained locked on his. She was going to watch. Good. His hands bracketed her soft thighs and he buried his face between her legs, licking and sucking. With one hand, he pulled her pussy lips apart, forcing her clit to poke out further, and he took the little protruding nub and rolled it against his tongue.
Her whimper grew louder.
He kept her spread for his mouth, enjoying the sight of her pink, gleaming wet flesh pulled open for him to explore. And he sank two fingers into her core and began to thrust again, licking and sucking at her clit as she watched.