Obey Fate (Fated Duet 2)

Cade clicked the red button to end the video call and stood. “Get showered before you fall asleep standing up,” he told me. I nodded and headed into the bathroom. “I’m just gonna head down to grab some water and a few snacks for later. Do you want anything?”

“Some water and maybe some chocolate,” I shouted from the other side of the bathroom door. I switched the shower on and sat on top of the toilet seat, letting the steam fill the air.

“Okay, I’ll be back in a few.”

My muscles were aching, and I was hoping the hot spray would loosen them up a little. I stepped inside the cubicle and a moan escaped my lips as the hot water hit my skin. I didn’t move for several minutes, just letting it wash over me.

Dipping my head back, I wet my hair, washed it, then moved on to my body. By the time I turned the water off and stepped out, I felt even more sleepy than I had before. I wrapped a towel around me and unlocked the door.

“Cade?” I waited to see if he answered, and when he didn’t, I stepped out and pulled my suitcase up onto the bed. My hair was dripping down my back, my towel tied at my chest as I pulled out a pair of panties and my pj’s.

I placed the suitcase back on the floor, and the clothes next to me then lay back. I’d only allow myself a couple of seconds and then get dressed. That was what I told myself anyway, because I didn’t know how long later, but the hotel door slammed shut, and Cade appeared in my line of vision.

“Crap.” I shot up into a sitting position, grasping my towel to make sure it didn’t fall down. “Sorry, I was just…” I trailed off, my stomach bottoming out as I stared up at Cade.

His gaze was focused on my face then dipped down to my exposed collarbone and then past the towel and to my legs. “You should get dressed,” he gritted out, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the bottle of water he held.

“I…I am.” My cheeks started to burn from his attention, and my hands started to shake. He always had a way of making me feel alive. I stood and grabbed my clothes, but as I started to walk past him, his hand curling around my wrist stopped me.

My chest heaved on a breath, and I glanced up at him. We were side by side, neither of us looking away from each other. The air swirled in the room, causing the hairs on my body to stand on end.

“Aria.” It was one word from him, but the way he said it meant so much more than any other time he’d said it. His gaze flicked down to my necklace, the one he’d given me for my birthday. “I’m still trying real fuckin’ hard, baby.”

My lips parted, and I couldn’t help but glance down at his hips. His erection was obvious through his sweatpants, and I moved an inch closer to him. “What if I don’t want you to try?” I whispered, afraid to talk too loud. “What if I want you to give in and do what you want?”

He pulled away from me, walked over to the small table near the bed, and placed the bottle of water and snacks he had in his arms down. “I can’t. We can’t.”

“Why?” I asked, not moving from the spot I was standing in. We were only six feet apart, and yet it felt like miles.

“Because…” His stare met mine. “Because it’s wrong.”

My shoulders sagged at his words. I wanted to fight, I wanted to know why it was wrong. “Why is it wrong? Because you’re my teacher? Is that all there is standing in your way right now?” I waited a beat, and when he didn’t reply, I nodded. “I get it. You’re scared.” I laughed sadly. I knew I’d lost. “You’re scared of what might happen if you give in.”

I spun around, my clothes in my hand, and took a step toward the bathroom. “You’re right.” His deep voice echoed around the room, but I didn’t stop. “I am scared.” I placed my hand on the door handle to the bathroom and turned my head, staring at him as he took steps closer to me. “I’m scared of what will happen if I let go and just be with you.”

Fate had set us on this path. We just had to choose whether we would defy it, or obey it. “I’m scared too,” I whispered. “But nothing good ever comes without taking a chance, Cade. You pushed me away, I pushed you away, but now…now there’s no reason for us to do that anymore, so why? Why are we dancing around and—”

“Fuck it.” He darted toward me and grasped my arm to spin me around. My chest collided with his a second before he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me up so our faces were level. “I can’t anymore. I can’t keep being so close to you and not touch you.” His large hand stroked down my arm and back up again, stopping at the necklace. “Fuck, baby, I’ve waited what feels like a lifetime to do this.” I opened my mouth, about to ask him what he’d waited to do, but his lips closing over mine gave me the answer.

My hands gripped his shoulders as he pressed his lips so hard against mine, I was sure they’d bruise. His tongue dipped into my mouth at the same time he lowered down onto the bed, and I placed my legs on either side of his thighs causing my towel to open and leaving only the thin material of his sweatpants separating us.

Fast and needy, we craved each other, and as soon as he pulled away and yanked off his T-shirt, I was back on his lips, not caring my towel was falling off me. My nipples scraped against his tan skin, and I gasped from the sensation.

“God, I missed these lips,” Cade growled, followed by a groan as

I rocked my hips against him. “I need you so bad right now.”

I pressed light kisses to his cheek and down his neck then worked my way to his ear where I whispered, “Take me. Show me how much you’ve missed me.”

His hands gripped my waist harder, his fingers digging into the skin. “Fuck, I love when you talk like that.”

It was on the tip of my tongue to tell him I loved him, but it was too soon. Too many things had happened over the last six months, and I didn’t want a few words to break what we were rebuilding right now.

He lifted us up, just enough for him to pull his sweats down, and then he was right at my entrance. One push and he’d be inside. I pulled back, staring him right in the face, enthralled with the way his dark-blue eyes captured my attention, refusing to let go.

Slowly, I pushed down, feeling the head of his cock inside, and inch by slow inch, I took nearly all of him. He stretched me, more than he had the first time, but this was different. Him refusing to look away, and me holding all the power on top of him.

“Baby,” he murmured, his gruff whisper causing goose bumps to spread over my skin. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I’m never letting you go again.”