First Kiss Last Sara Miller (read after .txt) 📖

her off, she pouted. He laughed and kissed her, sucking in her bottom lip before releasing her.

Cade turned her so her back was to the spray. He stepped away from her and got down to his knees on the hard tile. In the midst of her arousal, she was momentarily confused.

Then Cade grabbed her butt and pulled her to him.

“Oh,” she said, realizing what was happening. “Ohhh,” she sighed as she felt him kiss at her inner thigh. She looked down and ran her fingers through his soft, wet hair. Hot water pulsed at her back.

Cade lifted her left leg to the shower ledge, her foot just inches from the shampoo bottle. She adjusted her balance and braced her right hand on the glass shower wall. Her left hand stayed in Cade’s hair.

As his kisses got closer and closer to where she wanted him most, she tilted her body to meet his mouth trying to speed up the process. He chuckled in response to her eagerness, yet she did not feel embarrassed. The rumble of his laugh vibrated and felt too good.

“Cade, please,” she begged.

He obliged. His mouth was hot. His tongue licked. When she thought she couldn’t stand it any longer, his hands kneaded her butt before pulling her even closer to him. He sucked hard and Leah felt her pleasure explode in response. She tightened her grip on his hair and rode the waves of bliss.

Leah released the breath she had been holding and relaxed her grip on Cade’s hair. Her leg muscles trembled and she felt herself sway. She lowered her left leg and let go of the wall. She grabbed Cade’s shoulders to steady herself. He gave her a moment to regain her balance before he rose from the shower floor. He kissed up her body as he stood.

She sighed contentedly, enjoying the gentle kisses. Her body was sensually languid. Cade on the other hand, looked strong and energized. Leah slid her hands down his body, wrapping one hand around him, cupping him with the other.

“My turn,” she told him as she began to kiss her way down his chest.

“God, Leah . . .” he grunted. She felt him grow even larger in her hands but he stopped her. “Next time,” he begged. “Right now I just want to fuck you. Hard. Please. If your sweet mouth touches me right now, I’ll be done.”

Leah looked up at his face and saw his strain. Saw the muscles in his neck tight and his hard jaw clenched. She squeezed and stroked him once more. He closed his eyes and his breath caught. She released him with a sigh.

Cade kissed her hard as he reached around her and turned off the shower.

Leah squealed as he picked her up and carried her, still soaking wet, to his bed. He tossed her on it and her body bounced as it hit. She giggled. Cade growled and climbed on top. He entered her without warning and she screeched involuntarily. Cade froze.

“Oh God, hun, did I hurt you?”

He smoothed her wet hair back from her face. Voice full of concern. She moved underneath him, letting her body get used to his fullness, while he simply stayed in place. His restraint amazed her.

But enough was enough.

“Now, Cade,” she demanded.

“As you wish.”

♦

Leah woke tangled in her sheets. She was naked. Again. She momentarily regretted the loss of another set of pajamas to her dream world, then decided it was totally worth it. She laughed, put on a robe and stumbled into the bathroom.

She was immediately glad Eric had not seen her like this. She would be hard- pressed to explain her appearance. Her hair was a disaster. It looked like . . . well, it looked like she’d gone to bed with it wet without so much as combing it. Her face looked as if she had spent the whole night doing exactly what she’d done. Her whole body still hummed.

Leah sighed contentedly and stepped into the tub to shower off the evidence. She closed her eyes and let the warm water wash off her sins, still smiling.

Chapter 17

“I’ve been invited to a Halloween party with the guys at work. More just an excuse for us all to get together and drink beer.” Eric looked at her, gauging her response. “You don’t like beer, so I didn’t figure you’d wanna go.”

“Oh.”

They stood in the small living room facing each other.

Leah’s mind raced to process what he said. Was it really just guys or did he not want her along? He was right about the beer thing. She’d never cared for it and disliked parties where it was the only beverage served.

She had no desire to go. She also had no desire to pick a fight.

“Okay, sure.”

“I wasn’t exactly asking permission.” Eric winced, noticing how harsh his words sounded. “I mean . . .”

She put up one hand to stop him. “No, I get it.”

“Okay good.” He looked awkward, like he had more to say.

“And?”

“The party is on Friday, even though Halloween is on Thursday, so I can still hand out candy here with you . . . if you want. But I’ll probably just stay over Friday if the party runs late. There was talk of maybe even making a whole weekend of it,” he shrugged.

Ah-ha, there it was. After a few weekends at home, Eric was going to be gone again. She found she honestly didn’t mind but knew she should not look eager.

“The whole weekend?”

“At least Friday and probably Saturday. No one’s mentioned Sunday yet. Why?”

Leah shrugged. She didn’t care but asking seemed like the right thing to do.

“Cool.”

Eric looked relieved but also, something else she couldn’t place. She watched his face as he continued. “So for Thursday, you wanna pick up the candy or me?”

The look she could not quite put her finger on was still on his face. “About Thursday . . .” she took a deep breath and confessed. “Truth is, I hate passing out candy and