Cupcake Overload (Cupcakes 2)

“Ahhh,” I cried, absolutely loving the feel of him moving inside me.

I placed my hands against his strong shoulders, needing to brace myself as he thrust in and out of me.

“I love you,” Cade whispered in my ear, and I came apart.

Cade grunted as I pulsed around him, and after two more deep thrusts, followed me over the edge.

We clung to each other as we came down, trying to catch our breath.

My clit was still tingling, as if it were ready for another go, and I said, “We need to buy a vat of that cream.”

Cade’s deep chuckle in my ear only fueled my clit’s desire.

“You’re so fuckin’ hot, babe.”

I grinned, utterly satisfied and pleased that Cade had liked my surprise. I also had to admit, I was happy he’d gone for the clit sensitizer and not the anal beads.

I rubbed against him, my clit seriously had a mind of it’s own, and moaned when I felt the build begin again.

“You need more?” Cade asked, his lips against my neck.

“Yeah,” I managed. “That stuff’s potent.”

“I’ve got you,” Cade said, then carried me down the hall, through my bedroom, and into the master bath.

Once there he washed me, fingered me, then went down on me like a champ. I’d come three times and there was no end in sight, so Cade took me to bed, slid inside of me, and made love to me in the moonlight as we christened my new house.

Best make-up sex, ever.

I woke up with a long, hard body beneath me, and Cade’s large hand rubbing my back in sweet, relaxing strokes.

“Mmmmm,” I murmured as I stretched languidly, then rolled slightly so I could look up at Cade. “Morning.”

“Tell me what you’ve got on Sledge’s case.”

Whelp, guess make-up sex is over…

I tried to get my mind to switch gears from gazing up at Cade’s handsome face to work, but it took a minute.

“Ah,” I began rubbing my hand over my eyes, “the victim, Samantha, was found strangled in the motel pool. Looks like she’d been dead for about five hours when she was found. Probably killed in the middle of the night, around two AM.” I sat up and grabbed a hair tie off of the nightstand, then pulled my hair back as I continued.

“She has an ex, a brother, best friend, and job. I’ve talked to the ex and her brother so far. Plan to hit Clarice’s and Coffee Bean tomorrow.”

“Anything from the brother or ex?”

I shook my head. “Not much, just a phone number that I’ll look into tomorrow. I don’t have anything yet that proves it wasn’t Sledge, if that’s what you’re hoping.”

“I know my VP, and he didn’t do it,” Cade said, his voice strong and sure. “He’s not perfect, and he hasn’t always walked the straight and narrow, but he wouldn’t kill some chick for not giving it up.”

Holding up my palm, I said, “I know, he told me all about the groupies that hang out at the compound and are happy to give up the goods for free.”

“Hey,” Cade said, grabbing my hand and using it to pull me down to him. Then he whispered, “Don’t do that,” before kissing me senseless.

“Sorry,” I muttered against his lips when he was done.

I leaned down to kiss him one more time, before pulling back and racking my brain to see if there was anything I was forgetting.

“Yeah, so, if Sledge didn’t tell you, he scared the shit out of me when he popped up in the back of my car. That’s one of my worst nightmares, you know … Anyway, after the incident at the club, and him showing up in my car, I decided to get my workout on, so I went to the gym. Just so happens, Bran works out there daily, and he offered to give me self-defense lessons. We already started, and I’m going to see him again next week.”