“Help me out of this thing,” she whispered to Wade. He obliged, his fingers flying through the buttons holding her dress together with far too much ease. She shimmied out of the dress with his help, followed quickly by the petticoats, which he tossed away impatiently. Then she found herself laid out flat on his bedroll, his large figure looming over her as his hips pinned hers to the ground.
“Wait a second, we need to get the corset off!” Catherine said, but he shushed her with a deep kiss.
“I can’t wait any longer,” he whispered, pulling away to drop kisses down her neck and across the generous swell of her br**sts. “And I like seeing you this way. I’ll help you take it off later, I promise.”
He reached down beneath her chemise and slipped his hands up her pantalets, pulling at them and drawing them down her legs. Then his hand slid between her thighs and the entire world went just a little bit hazy. She’d never felt anything half so good as Wade’s fingers against her clit, and when he popped one breast up and out of her corset to suckle, she practically fainted. His mouth drew her nipple in deep, sucking hard like he planned to consume her on the spot. She hoped he would
—every time his mouth tugged at her, thousands of tingles shot through her limbs and center. The combination of that with his fingers below was almost enough to push her over the edge.
He pulled away, and for one horrible moment Catherine was terrified he’d quit on her again. But he only reached down between them to open the fly of his pants, freeing his enormous erection. Then he knelt between her legs again, his hot length pressed against her wet opening, and she shuddered with longing and need.
Finally, after all the teasing, she was about to discover what it felt like to be Wade Master’s possession.
He took her mouth for one last, deep kiss, and started to slide into her body slowly and steadily. Every inch was a struggle, her tight, wet opening yielding only when he pushed hard. He pulled his mouth from hers, dropping his head down beside her, utterly focused on penetrating her. Each tiny motion pulled her tighter, and she knew he would have hurt her if she hadn’t been so aroused. Fortunately, Catherine had never been more ready to take a man in her life. After what seemed like hours, he bottomed out. They lay together for long seconds, panting, enjoying the tight pressure of their joined flesh.
“I love you, Cat,” Wade whispered. “I’ve never wanted a woman more in my life, and I can’t imagine wanting anyone beside you.”
Catherine smiled up at him, and once again the first thing in her mind popped out of her mouth.
“Not even Maria? She’s really beautiful, and she’s crazy about you, Wade.”
“Not even Maria? She’s really beautiful, and she’s crazy about you, Wade.”
“You are jealous!” he crowed triumphantly. Then his face softened. “She’s just a little girl, and I want a woman. She doesn’t come close to you in any way.”
Catherine laughed with pure pleasure, and Wade gasped as her flesh tightened around him.
“Honey, you have no idea how good that feels,” he said, his voice tight with strain. “But if you don’t settle down, this is going to end a little faster than I’d planned.”
With that, he pulled out of her almost all the way, only to push back in hard and fast. The stroke caught her clit and she gave a tiny scream, pleasure ripping through her so strongly it was almost painful. Wade thrust again, just as hard, the tension in her body winding tighter than she’d thought possible. Again and again he took her, until every breath was a strain and every thrust pushed her right to the edge of something she could only begin to imagine.
Ryan had never done this to her, not even close, and what she’d experienced in the tub was just a pale shadow of the cliff’s edge of pain and desire she felt at that moment. Catherine couldn’t get enough air, and her heart pounded in her ears as the corset constricted her upper body. The world started spinning around her, and she couldn’t tell if it was from desire, the lack of breath or the incredible, gut-wrenching pleasure of him plowing her hard under the wagon. Whatever it was, it felt better than anything she’d ever dreamed of, and her hands grasped his body spasmodically, willing him to finish it off before she died of need.
Wade moved faster, his body pounding hers into the ground, every thrust pushing her toward the inevitable explosion of lust and desire. Each penetration slammed him down across her clit, until she saw stars even though her eyes were closed. Then it hit her. Hard. Explosions of pleasure raced through every nerve in her body, her muscles clutching him tight as he gasped and muttered her name. Wade came too, hot waves of seed hitting her, hips spasming as he groaned into her ear. He collapsed next to her, his arms holding her protectively.
“Wade, that was incredible,” she murmured, dropping one arm across her eyes. “I had no idea sex could be that good.”
“It sure as hell hasn’t ever been that good before,” he replied, rolling his head over to kiss her hair gently. “I knew it would be beautiful between us, but that surprised me. This is really special, Cat. Do you understand that?”
She nodded her head—she really did understand. None of her married friends had experienced this, not unless they were better at keeping secrets than she believed.
She wanted him again already, wanted to feel his body over hers every night, to look forward to this kind of closeness whenever she saw him. But first she needed to get rid of her damn corset. She rolled over onto her stomach, presenting the laces to him.
“Get this thing off me,” she whispered. “I don’t care how much you like to look at it, I need to breathe.”
He gave another of those low chuckles, then reached over and started pulling at the laces. They were tight, but he managed to unravel them within a few moments, and she eased the constricting garment off over her head, tossing it away without thought. The chill of the spring air hit her for the first time, and she shivered. Wade crawled over her, warming her with his body, and she sank down into the bedroll on her stomach, enjoying the weight of him on her back. They lay like that for several minutes until she noticed his erection rising against her ass.
“You ready for more?” she asked, wiggling her butt against him.
“Hell yes,” he muttered, kissing along the back of her neck. Little tingles ran through her each time his lips grazed her skin. She started to roll over, wanting more of him, but he held her steady.
“No, let’s try something different this time,” he murmured. “Just follow my lead.”