Cupcake Explosion (Cupcakes 4)

Cade finished off the sandwich, chips, and beer.

He looked like he was about to fall asleep at the counter, so I suggested, “Let’s go to bed, honey.”

He grunted in agreement, so I put the plate and cup in the sink and turned off the lights, then we headed to our room.

By the time I’d finished my nightly ritual, Cade was already snoring on his side of the bed, and I have to say, it was the most welcome sound. I missed him next to me, and now that I knew he’d spent the last few weeks in a basement, while I’d been home crying into my fluffy pillow in my comfy bed, I felt a bit guilty.

I turned off all the lights and crawled in beside him, moving until my arm and leg were flung over him and I was snuggled into his side. I breathed in his spicy scent and drifted off, content, with a small smile playing on my lips.

When I woke up hours later, it was with a moan.

“Oh,” I cried softly as I came awake and became aware of Cade’s mouth on my core.

My legs were open, my back was arched, and my hand was fisted in his hair.

I tilted my hips up, urging him closer, deeper, as his fingers thrust in and out of me while his tongue caressed my clit. His beard was rough against my thighs, and I found I really enjoyed the new added sensation.

“Cade,” I panted as my orgasm grew closer and closer, until finally I practically bucked him off the bed with a loud cry as I came.

I was vaguely aware of him kissing my thigh and pulling up my shorts, then his lips grazed mine and I felt the bed depress as he got up.

“Where you going?” I asked, groggy from sleep and the fabulous orgasm.

“Gonna shower up and get ready so we can head out to the cabin. I’m excited to see everyone,” Cade replied as he stepped out of his shorts and boxer briefs.

He was gloriously naked in front of me, his cock long and hard as it stood at attention in front of me.

“You don’t want to . . . finish?” I asked, unable to tear my eyes off of him long enough to look at his face.

“You said you wanted to wait until our wedding night, darlin’, so that’s what we’ll do,” he said, then turned and gave me a view of his taut ass as he walked into the bathroom and started the shower.

I laid back down with a huff.

Leave it to Cade to use my own stupid words against me.

I lazed in bed until I heard the shower turn off, then reluctantly threw off the covers and headed to shower myself.

I gave one last look of longing at Cade’s perfectly naked form as he toweled off, and when I heard him chuckle, I shot him the bird, then got in the shower and turned it on.

Fifteen minutes later we were both ready to go.

I was following Cade out the front door when he suddenly stopped, spun around, and pushed me up against the wall.

His dark eyes locked on mine as his head descended and his lips captured mine. I opened eagerly beneath him, matching him stroke for stroke as he made love to my mouth. When he was done, we were both left panting, and my body was on fire.

“Sorry about earlier. I know you want to wait, but it’s been so long and I needed to taste you. I’ll do better from now on.”

I wanted to protest, to take back my silly policy on not sleeping together until the wedding night, but he’d already walked out the door, leaving me wanting, and kicking my own ass.

“LOOK WHO THE cat dragged in,” I called as we walked into the cabin.

“Cade!” Elin cried as he came at Cade full speed ahead.

Cade grabbed him and picked him up into a hug.

“How’s it going, brother-man?” Cade asked, squeezing Elin until he started to laugh.

“Great! We stayed up late last night and watched a horror movie on Netflix, and Pops let me have popcorn, chocolate, and soda before bed. It was awesome.”