"That's what I'm trying to do," Caden says softly, grinning against her jaw. "Is it working?"
He kisses her again and pulls back enough to slide his hands up under her sweater, grabbing the hem and waiting for her to lift her arms so he can gently help her out of it. All that soft skin revealed and Caden dips his head to kiss the top of her shoulder, along her collar bones and up her neck until he can reach her mouth again. "You're very special."
She is so warm below him, spread out beautifully against his dark sheets with her golden hair spilling across his pillow. He feels so lucky to have her here like this. He wants her here always, wants to wake up next to her and make her breakfast, coax her out into the water for early morning swims. He wants a lot of things with her.
It's like he feels it when her focus shifts to him, when she lets go and kisses him back just as intensely as he's kissing her. It feels so damn good to have all of her attention on him, and he hadn't even realized ho badly he had been craving it until he gets it. He lets a soft noise out against her mouth and pulls back to look at her with a fond smile, fingers threading through her hair before he starts to kiss his way down the center of her chest, lips trailing over the swell of her breast and tracing the edge of lace before he moves down further. His fingers find the button of her jeans and pops it open as he kisses down the center of her stomach, and he looks up at her with warmth in his gaze as he hooks his fingers into her pants.
"Lift up," he says quietly, and slowly drags the denim down over her thighs once she lifts her hips enough for him to do so.
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He kisses her again and pulls back enough to slide his hands up under her sweater, grabbing the hem and waiting for her to lift her arms so he can gently help her out of it. All that soft skin revealed and Caden dips his head to kiss the top of her shoulder, along her collar bones and up her neck until he can reach her mouth again. "You're very special."
She is so warm below him, spread out beautifully against his dark sheets with her golden hair spilling across his pillow. He feels so lucky to have her here like this. He wants her here always, wants to wake up next to her and make her breakfast, coax her out into the water for early morning swims. He wants a lot of things with her.
It's like he feels it when her focus shifts to him, when she lets go and kisses him back just as intensely as he's kissing her. It feels so damn good to have all of her attention on him, and he hadn't even realized ho badly he had been craving it until he gets it. He lets a soft noise out against her mouth and pulls back to look at her with a fond smile, fingers threading through her hair before he starts to kiss his way down the center of her chest, lips trailing over the swell of her breast and tracing the edge of lace before he moves down further. His fingers find the button of her jeans and pops it open as he kisses down the center of her stomach, and he looks up at her with warmth in his gaze as he hooks his fingers into her pants.
"Lift up," he says quietly, and slowly drags the denim down over her thighs once she lifts her hips enough for him to do so.