“You,” I breathed, slowly blinking my eyes open, “I want you, Cade.”
“You have me,” he murmured, taking my lips once more.
I pushed lightly at his shoulders and he pulled away enough to look at me.
“You know what I meant.” My breath came out in soft pants. In this moment I felt so young and inexperienced, like a blushing twelve-year-old girl.
He brushed his thumb over my bottom lip, his blue eyes darkening. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I gasped, hating that there was an almost begging quality to my voice.
Cade stared at me, and it was like he was giving me a chance to change my mind. When he saw that I was certain he picked me up and my legs wound around his waist. Our lips melded together. I smoothed my fingers through his hair as he carried me to the bed.
I knew he hadn’t brought me here with this intent, but this place was perfect. I wanted to give him this final piece of my heart and not in some dorm room. This…this was right. This was the moment I hadn’t known I’d been waiting for.
He laid me down carefully on the bed’s surface. His movements were tender, like he was afraid I might crack or break.
He kissed me slowly and sweetly, but I could feel the desire building.
My hands found their way under his sweater and he tugged it off, throwing it somewhere behind him.
He spent minutes just kissing me, and I wondered if he was trying to torture me on purpose.
I removed my shirt and when his hands went to the button on my jeans my hips bucked.
“Cade,” I moaned his name, whimpering. My body was a bundle of nerves and his touch set me on fire. I’d never experienced anything like this in my life. This was one moment where no memories from my past would linger, because there was nothing to compare it to. This moment was ours.
His eyes flicked up to meet mine and his gaze was so intense that Goosebumps broke out across my skin.
He moved up my body, sprinkling small kisses along the way.
His lips joined mine in a sensual dance and my hips lifted to meet his. Sweat dampened my skin as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
When he pulled away for a breath, a confession tore from my lips. “I’m a virgin,” I panted.
His whole body stilled and he moved his head to look at me. His breath tickled my face as he weighed his words carefully. “Are you serious?”
I wanted to laugh at his silly question. “Why would I joke about that?”
He stared down at me with a mixture of awe and confusion. “H-how? You had a boyfriend.”
Running my hands up his solid chest, I confessed, “I was never ready, but I am now.” I leaned up just a little bit and whispered in his ear, “It was always supposed to be you. I see that now.”
“Fuck,” he groaned, his fingers grasping the fabric of the bed covers beside my head. “Are you sure about this? I can wait, Rae. I swear to God, if you tell me to stop I will.”
“I’m ready,” I spoke with surety.
He removed the rest of my clothes slowly, covering every inch of my body with kisses.
His touch was infinitely gentle.
When we came together there was a little pain at first, but Cade was patient with me, letting me get used to it.
Once the hurt disappeared I knew there had never been anything more magical in the world than sharing this moment with him.
I rocked my hips against his and clung to his damp shoulders.
Tears pricked my eyes—not because I was sad, but because I was so happy.