Cupcake Overload (Cupcakes 2)

It felt glorious.

Cade growled out my name as he came, my body clenching around him, and I turned my head to offer my lips to him. He kissed me quickly, his breath coming in hot, quick pants, then nuzzled his nose into my neck.

We both took a minute to catch our breath before he pulled out of me and helped me up off the bed.

“Shower?” he asked, his breathing shallow as if he’d just completed a marathon.

I could only manage a nod, then laughed when he swung me up and into his arms, and carried me into the bathroom.

Once he had the shower hot enough to make a teakettle scream, he set me down and stepped under the steaming spray. I stood huddled in the corner of the shower, trying not to let the molten water hit me, as I enjoyed the view of Cade washing himself off.

Tall, built like a man who did Crossfit like it was his job, with a smattering of dark chest hair, and long curly hair that begged to be touched, my man was a godda

mn wet dream.

“You coming in,” Cade asked when he realized that I was just standing there, staring at him like I’d paid admission.

“I’ll wait for you, then turn it down a bit,” I said, my eyes wandering unabashedly.

“Okay,” Cade replied with a grin, “but only if I get to watch next.”

“Deal,” I said with a smile, then the smile fell from my face as his hand went to his cock and he began stroking lazily.

My eyes flew to his face.

Cade simply winked and kept stroking, so I lowered my gaze to enjoy the show.

“What if he doesn’t show up?” Carmen asked as we stretched out on the mats in the gym.

She looked super cute in a hot-pink tank top and black compression leggings, her hair pulled back into a low ponytail. It looked like she’d put on some light makeup too, but I wasn’t going to call her on it. Who could blame her for wanting to look her best the first time she joined Bran and me for self-defense class.

“He’ll be here, he’s probably just running late,” I assured her as I tried to lower my torso to my legs, and barely moved a centimeter.

Carmen stretched silently for a minute, her eyes rapt on the door, then she groaned, “Oh, God, he’s here.”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Relax,” I whispered as I stood. “He’s a really great guy.”

Carmen came slowly to a stand as we watched Bran come toward us, his hair slightly damp, a huge grin on his face.

“Sorry I’m late,” he said, blue eyes flashing as he took in Carmen’s flattering workout gear. “I went for a run this morning and time got away from me.”

“We just got here; we’ve been stretching out,” I said easily.

“Good,” Bran said with a nod, then looked to Carmen. “I’m glad you could join us.”

Carmen opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

“She hasn’t had her coffee yet,” I said when it was obvious that Carmen wasn’t going to respond.

Bran just grinned and said, “Let’s get started.”

For the next hour, sparks flew. I mean, I almost got tingles just by being in the same room as Carmen and Bran. Their chemistry was off the charts.

Carmen didn’t say more than a few words, but she didn’t have to. If looks could make someone spontaneously combust, the two of them would have been having orgasms on sight.

It was enough to make me need a cold shower when we were done.