The Secrets We Hide (The Four 2)

“You want me, do you?” He stared at me, heavy-lidded, his expression a mixture of lust, longing, and amusement.

“I’ve always wanted you. From the first moment I saw you.”

I didn’t mean to say the words, but they came out anyway, and I was shocked to find that I meant them.

He didn’t reply, but kissed me until I was breathless, dragging the full length of his cock against me, over my clit, up and down, torturing me.

“Cade.” His name fell from my lips, a plea, and he reached down to grab a foil packet, ripping it open impatiently. He rolled the condom on, then without warning, suddenly thrust inside me.

Fuck.

He filled me so completely.

I clenched around him, and he growled, biting into my neck, gripping my ass.

He thrust into me, holding me in place as I lay back, feeling his cock jump inside me, his tongue licking across the shell of my ear, making me tremble. The metal of the car was cold underneath me, but Caiden’s body was hot against mine. I rolled my hips against him as we kissed over and over, his hands caressing my breasts and moving between us to work my clit as he set a slow, lazy pace, until my lips were swollen from his kisses. I was wetter than I’d ever been, and I was desperate for more.

“I need you to fuck me hard, now, Cade. Please.” My gasped words were carried away on the night breeze that blew through the car park, but nothing could cool this blazing inferno between us.

My words snapped something between us.

He flipped me over and bent me over the hood of the car, my thighs pressed against the grille as he fisted my hair, his other hand gripping my hip. His muscles flexed against me as he drew almost all the way out, then pumped back into me, and I moaned his name as he pulled on my hair, arching my back as he sank all the way inside.

Our breathing was ragged in the night air, as he thrust into me again and again, harder and faster, and I met his thrusts with my own, holding on to the car, our bodies driving into one another as he fucked me into oblivion.

When I came down from my high and could finally see straight, Caiden brushed my hair to one side, kissing my neck. “You’re unbelievable.” His hoarse words sounded low in my ear, as he pulled out and turned me around to face him. Sitting on the car, my legs shaky, I looked up at his gorgeous face, winding my arms around his neck.

He carefully picked me up and carried me round the side of the car, somehow managing to open my door without dropping me. Placing me down on my seat, he clipped my belt around me, covering my now-shivering body with a blanket that had been rolled up in the footwell.

“Totally worth the wait,” I murmured, once he’d opened his own door and slid into his seat.

“Yeah. I agree.” With a smile playing across his face, he leaned over and kissed my cheek, brushing my hair away from my face, before he started the engine.

I sank back against my seat, my eyes closed.

He completely wrecked me.

Could I say dickmatized?

If this is a dream, don’t wake me up.

The party was still going strong when we pulled into the driveway. Cade motioned for me to stay where I was, then came around to my side of the car and scooped me up, blanket and all. He carried me into the house and up the stairs, ignoring everyone else, not stopping until we were in his bathroom, the door locked firmly behind us. The sound of the running water drowned out the noise of the party—mostly, anyway, and he stripped us both off and soaped my body, still not speaking, his touch sparking the fire back to life inside of me.

I felt his hard cock against my ass and ground myself back into it, and he groaned, sliding his hands around me to caress my breasts as I leaned back against his chest, turning my head to kiss him.

“Do we have time for one more round?” My voice came out all breathy.

“There’s always time for one more round.” He slid one of his hands up to cup my throat, squeezing lightly, trailing kisses along my jawline.

A loud banging on the door made us both jump, and I screeched loudly.

“Stop fucking and get out here!” Weston’s shout came through the locked door.

I pouted and Cade laughed, shaking his head. “Cockblocked by my own brother. Come on. We’ll continue this later when everyone’s gone.”

“I suppose we’d better be social, if we must.” I sighed, giving him one last kiss before I left the shower—very reluctantly, may I add.

Time to face the music.