CHAPTER 73: CHAPTER 73 GETTING BETTER AND BETTER

*ALORA*

Caden moved to his knees, our kisses turned frantic, our hands twisting into each other’s hair, tugging and pulling.

Then I was pushed back and I felt the slide of silk against my skin as my short is pulled down my legs and off my body.

He knelt on the bed, between my legs, my body naked before him, he pulled up my legs, placing my feet on his bare chest, his hands running softly along my legs.

A look of drugged arousal was heavy in his eyes. I love my feet on his chest. It felt delicate against his masculine strength. He leaned slightly forward, digging my feet into his pectoral muscles and his hands slid down the inside of my legs, pressing gently out as he moved, my feet sliding off his chest.

My breath hitched as my legs fully open, and I was spread out before him.

His hand gently touched my clit.

“Caden...” I gasped, his fingers sliding along my wet slit, his eyes on mine.

Then he lowered his head, moving his hands to my thighs, and his eyes were on nothing but me.

My face heated and I prop myself up. My mouth dropped open, slightly when I took in the carnal view.

His was examining me, his fingers sliding down my thighs and massaging the skin on either side of my pussy, opening and closing my pussy lips, his warm breath tickling my skin, making every movement on my skin tickle in the most tantalizing way.

He glanced up, his eyes black with need.

“God, I fucking need this.” He groaned, lowering his hot mouth onto me.

My back arched at the shock of his hot,wet mouth, the soft trail of his tongue as it flickered lightly over my clit, his entire mouth working in perfect coordination to bring all of my senses to that spot.

My back hit the sheets, my hands reaching out and fisting the fabric, my body surrendered to his, completely.

His face was buried in my most private place, doing something that was just too perfect.

His tongue gently swept over my clit. The look on his face, before he buried his mouth on me was one a recovering alcoholic gives an ice-cold beer.

Ravenous need.

And it was obvious, from the sounds that he makes as he ate me out, that he loved doing this to me.

And it was something I loved doing with him too.

Oh God.

I was about to come.

My back arching, pleasure building and interrupting my thoughts.

I whimpered as my body wracked beneath his mouth, his tongue maintained the perfect flutter against my small bud of nerves.

As I got over the tremors of my orgasm, I saw him take off his clothes and I watched his cock twitch below me.

There was no question that I had to have him in my mouth, immediately, I grasped my hands around the base of his shaft and slid his crown past my lips like I was sucking on a popsicle. Only that Caden was sweeter.

His whole body shifted underneath me, his grasp on my thighs tightening.

“Ah...oh...fuck.”

It was what I loved the most about sucking him off.

To know that he enjoyed what I was doing to him.

I was always the one who fell under his spell. I enjoyed the way he molded me, manipulated my body.

I craved everything he did to me.

When I had his cock in my mouth like this, it was a heady feeling knowing I was making him twist and writhe, making him succumb to me.

While I bobbed over him, he continued to suckle at my core. The ecstasy warred with my solemn intention to give to the man who was always giving to me.

My insides tighten and I felt so close to coming but I held on, focusing on him.

He thickened as I hollowed my cheeks and increased my tempo. My free hand ran up and down the inside of his thigh, then moved to cup his balls.

He groaned and that was when I knew he was as close as I was.

He gently pushed me away.

“Lie down and bend your knees.”

I did as he commanded.

I bent my knees, planted my feet on the bed and spread my legs as Caden scooted toward me.

Instead of covering me with his body, he stayed kneeling.

Lifting me under my ass, he urged me up into an arch.

One hand moved to support me under my thigh. The other moved to rub my still-throbbing clit.

I had the perfect vantage point to see his cock knocking against my bare pussy.

He groaned and plunged in, deeply.

I moaned, loudly, fisting the sheets. I had already been on the brink and the minute he entered my channel, my orgasm ripped through me.

He fucked me through my orgasm even as I kept clenching and unclenching around his cock.

His thighs slapped against mine. The sound driving me mad, stirring up another climax within me.

He talked to me, dirty, possessive words that I could barely make meaning of in my haze. Each word punctuated as he thrust in.

And then we were both coming. So hard. He pushed into me with a long groan. My eyes were glued to him and I watched his entire torso stiffen as his hips bucked against my pelvis.

Then my own vision went white, clouding with the intensity of my release. His name was on my tongue as I surrendered to the convulsions that begged to overtake me.

It took a while before I managed to speak, to even think.

When I could, Caden had already fallen on the bed beside me. He was equally affected, I knew.

If he weren’t, he’d be holding me.

Instead, we laid side by side, our shoulders the only parts of our bodies touching, yet the connection felt so palpable.

I took a deep breath. “That...that was incredible.”

Incredible was an understatement.There weren’t words for what it really was.

I looked over at the man beside me.

“How does sex with you keep getting better and better? I keep craving you every second of the day.”

He beamed at me. “It’s because I lo...”And then he paused, looking alarmed.

“You what?” I asked, suddenly curious to know what he was about to say.