The Neighbor's Son (The Forbidden Love Series: Book 1) (6 page)

Cade drew in a deep breath and shoved
the wallet back in his pocket. “Well, that’s all I came here for. I
won’t bother you anymore, Sidney.”

He gave me one final questioning look
before spinning on his heel and heading for the front door. While
staring at the back of his head, I felt overcome with sadness. I
knew that once he walked out of that door, I was never going to see
him again. But something happened. Something made him freeze when
he reached the door. He gripped the handle but wouldn't turn it. He
just stood there, staring at his feet for a few long seconds before
jerking his body around toward me.

“
You know what, Sidney? I
lied. I’m not sorry I kissed you this morning in the pool.” He took
a couple of long steps and suddenly he was hovering over me. I
gulped down a breath, too startled to move or speak. He had his
hands in fists and I wasn't sure if he was about to shake me or
kiss me. The volume and the harshness in his voice went up another
notch. “I enjoyed the crap out of that kiss and I know you enjoyed
it too. And if I had to do it all over again, I would.”

“
Please. Lower your voice,
Cade,” I whispered.

“
No, Sidney. I will not
lower my voice. I will not keep it down," he snapped, gripping my
shoulders and drawing me into his body. I could smell a faint trace
of alcohol on his breath. His lips were now dangerously close to
mine. "That’s all I’ve been doing since the day I met you. I'm
tired of keeping it down. I'm sick of pretending I don't have these
feelings for you. I’m done pretending and I don't give a damn what
people think or say.”

His hands slid down my arms and moved
to circle my waist. "I haven’t been able to get you out of my head
since the day I met you. I walk up and down the block several times
a day trying to get a glimpse of you going to work or picking up
your mail. I know that sounds a little stalkerish but I can't help
it. You have gotten under my skin, Sidney. I can't get over you. I
don't want to get over you. I thought you were married. That's the
only reason I kept my feelings to myself and chose to admire you
from afar. But now that I know you don't belong to anyone, there's
no way I'm letting anyone or anything keep me away from
you."

One of his hands traveled up to brush
strands of hair off my face. His other hand stayed on my waist. “I
lay awake at night thinking about touching you, kissing you,
wondering what it’d feel like to make love to you. I get hard just
picturing you in those hot yoga pants you were wearing the day we
met. I’ve jerked myself raw just imagining how tight your pussy
would feel around my cock. I’ve never wanted a woman as badly as I
want you, Sidney MacDougal.” He didn’t need to tell me how badly he
wanted me. I could feel his hard as a rock, throbbing cock pushing
against my belly.

“
Please Cade,” I
whispered. “Stop saying those things. You have to stop thinking
about me that way.”

“
Why?” he asked, pulling
back and dropping his arms to his sides. His voice was now softer
but still full of angst. “Why Sidney?”

I lowered my voice even more. “You know
why. You’re too young for me.”

Cade groaned, backing away from me and
throwing his hands in the air. “Who gives a shit about how old I am
or how old you are?”

“
I do. And you do too. You
just don’t realize it yet.”

Cade placed his hands on his hips and
cocked his head to the side. “And who made you an expert on what I
care or don’t care about?”

“
You don’t want me, Cade.
What you’re feeling for me will pass. You need to go find girls
your own age. Girls you have things in common with. Once you do,
you’ll forget all about me.”

Cade shook his head slowly. A bitter
laugh fell from his lip as he scratched his forehead. “You think
I’m just some stupid kid who’s trying to score with the hot
neighbor lady, don’t you? You think I’m trying to nail you so I can
go brag about it to my friends. Is that it?”

“
Well... Why else would a
guy like you be interested in someone like me?”

Cade chuckled and shook his head.
"Someone like you? You make it sound like you're some sort of
hideous creature locked up in an attic somewhere." Like a lion in
the jungle that had just spotted its lunch, Cade sauntered back
toward me. Anger no longer clouded his beautiful eyes and a
lustful, lopsided grin curled his lips. I retreated but he kept
coming. My heart skipped a bit. The last time he came at me like
that, we almost ended up fucking each other senseless in the pool.
I was able to fight temptation then. I didn't think I could do it a
second time. I kept backing away but soon I found myself trapped
between a hard wall and his imposing, testosterone-fueled body
hovering over me.

“
You think you have me all
figured out, don’t you? You know nothing about me, Sidney. But I’m
going to make sure you learn a few things about me
tonight.”

Those words, and the flames of desire
burning behind his half-hooded eyes, sent a cold sweat down my
spine. I opened my mouth to make another argument against what we
were doing, but Cade didn’t let me utter a single word. He cupped
both sides of my face and crushed my lips with his, drowning out
what little was left of my self-control. His hands moved from my
face to lay flat on the wall while his restless, talented tongue
continued to plunder mine. All my senses were compromised from the
sheer passion of that kiss. It was just as raw, frantic, and hungry
as the kiss we shared in the pool earlier, but this time I did not
have the soundness of mind or the willpower to push him away. It
was game over for me.

“
Tell me, Sidney. Did that
feel like the kiss of some stupid boy with a crush?” he asked after
pulling back. I let out a sharp breath while the heat of that kiss
continued to burn my lips. Too overwhelmed to speak or even open my
eyes, I shook my head while holding on to the wall behind me. My
heart went on another sprint when his hands moved to undo the ties
of my robe. He tugged at them and I let go of the wall, just in
time for the robe to slide down my shoulders and pool at my feet.
My heart was beating so fast I was certain Cade could hear it. My
entire body shivered in anticipation of what he’d do
next.

“
Spread your legs,
Sidney,” Cade breathed against my lips, his voice low, raspy, and
incredibly sexy. I did as commanded without objection or delay. I
was his to do with as he pleased that night. There was no point in
pretending otherwise. With my eyes closed, I listened to his
labored breathing and the sound of my own heart slamming in my
chest. I could feel his eyes roaming all over my body but I kept
mine shut. "Open your eyes, Sidney," he demanded after a while. I
did, slowly, and found his gaze boring into me. The fire burning
behind his glassy blue eyes was both exhilarating and a little
terrifying. A sly grin curled his lips. Something told me I was in
for the night of my life.

Breathe.

Cade kept one hand on the wall while
the other crawled under the front of my shorts and panties. We both
let out sharp gasps against each other’s mouths when his impatient
fingers speared into my sensitive, throbbing flesh. I cried out,
both from the pain of Cade’s teeth closing around my lower lip and
the roughness of his long fingers sinking into me. “What about
this, Sidney? Does this feel like the touch of a stupid kid who
doesn’t know what he’s doing?” We kept gasping and moaning against
each other’s mouths, biting each other’s lips as Cade curled his
fingers deeper and deeper inside me, soaking them with my arousal.
“Jesus, you’re so fucking wet already,” he growled.

Cade dragged his lips from my lips to
my ear and whispered in a slow, sexy drawl. “I’m going to make love
to you tonight, Sidney MacDougal. Scratch that. I’m going to fuck
you like I know you’ve never been fucked before. I’m going to rip
those little shorts off you and you’re going to scream my name so
loud, people are going to think you’re being murdered. When I’m
done with you, you won’t even remember your own name. I’m going to
make sure of it.”

How my heart was still beating inside
my chest after that, I’ll never know. His lips wasted no time,
slamming against mine and turning my brain to mush. While our lips
collided into another furious, desperate kiss, his palms wrapped
around my ass and effortlessly lifted me clear off the ground. I
snaked my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.
Without breaking our kiss for a single second, we began to move,
racing up the stairs without stumbling or tripping. When my feet
touched the floor again, we were in my bedroom.

I wanted him inside me so badly. I had
never felt that kind of desire before, not with Peter, not with
anyone else. The throbbing between my legs was overwhelming,
borderline painful. I was drunk with lust, whimpering inside Cade's
mouth, sucking his tongue, biting his lip. Sweat was already
running down my spine. With trembling hands, I reached for the hem
of his t-shirt and awkwardly pulled it over his head. After tossing
it on the floor, I reached for his belt buckle. I started fumbling
with it, but Cade had other ideas in mind. I let out a small shriek
when he flipped me around and pressed my back against his front.
His rough, punishing hands wasted no time crawling underneath the
front of my tank top to cup and squeeze my bare breasts.

“
Oh my God, Cade,” I cried
out. His hands were merciless, squeezing, pulling and pinching my
poor nipples so hard, I thought he was going to rip them off me.
They stopped briefly to get my tank top out of the way. After
flinging it over my head and hurling it across the room, they
resumed their ruthless assault. I reached behind Cade to grab a
handful of his hair as a tsunami of sensations rippled through my
body. It was all too much: his hands furiously stroking my breasts,
his teeth nibbling the bottom of my ear, his hot breath on my neck,
his pulsating cock pushing against my spine.

With the back of my head resting on his
shoulder and my fingers tugging at his luscious hair, I found his
lips and we shared another devastating kiss. While our tongues
wrestled each other, we staggered towards the foot of the bed and
crashed on top of the mattress. I ended up lying flat on my stomach
and Cade carefully settled on top of me. His hand brushed damp
strands of hair away so his lips could nibble on my earlobe and the
nape of my neck. Between giggles and moans, I smiled wide, reveling
in the feel of his soft, cool lips rolling down my spine and
leaving a trail of butterfly kisses in their path. “You’re so
fucking beautiful, Sidney. Your skin is so soft. I think I may be
developing an addiction to it,” he said between kisses.

The smile on my face disappeared when
Cade curled two fingers under the waistband of my pajama shorts and
began to slide them down my hips. Fear and insecurity began to
invade my thoughts. Would I be able to satisfy a man like Cade who,
in spite of his young age, seemed to know what he was doing in the
bedroom? He was making me feel things I had never felt with Peter.
Ever. Was I going to be able to do the same for him?

Soon, both my pajama shorts and my
panties were off me. Cade crawled up until his whole body was lying
flat on top of mine once again. I held my breath and my whole body
stiffened. “Relax, Sidney. I’m going to take good care of you
tonight,” he cooed against my cheek before kissing it and crawling
back down. The tender kisses he was laying down the length of my
spine helped my muscles ease up, but not for long. When his lips
reached my ass, the kisses stopped and his teeth sank into one of
my globes. He bit hard, hard enough to draw a loud gasp out of me
and make my body tense up again.

“
Did you like that,
Sidney? Do you like it when I bite your ass?” he asked, tracing the
length of my ass crack with the pad of his index finger. His teeth
continued to brand me with delicious love marks all over my
backside.

After the initial shock wore off, I was
surprised to find out that I did, in fact, love his little love
bites. “Uh huh,” I replied, a little embarrassed. Cade chuckled.
“I’m glad you do because I love your ass and plan to bite the crap
out of it. I’ve been obsessed with this booty ever since I first
laid eyes on it.”

He continued to run his finger up and
down my crack. “Have you ever been fucked here, Sidney?” he asked,
sinking the tip of his index finger inside my asshole.

“
No,” I whispered with a
grunt. My body tightened even more and heat began creeping up my
face. I felt like the most inexperienced, inadequate
thirty-two-year-old in the world. I had never had anything go up
that entrance before. Not by choice, though. Peter was the only man
I had ever been with and he was not a very adventurous man in the
sack, at least not with me. Over the fourteen years that he and I
were together, the missionary was the only sex position he ever
tried with me.

Cade chuckled. “I didn’t think so." He
continued to sink his finger deeper inside my tiny hole. "We’ll be
changing that tonight, doll. An ass like this was made to be
fucked. But first things first…”

Cade crawled up me once more and leaned
in to speak against my ear. “Right now, I want you to get on your
knees, spread your legs apart, and hold on to the headboard. Can
you do that for me, gorgeous?”

I nodded and did as commanded. Cade
knelt behind me. His hands roamed all over my body, cupping my
breasts, tracing the length of my spine and caressing my inner
thighs before settling on my ass. I stared at the wall, shaking
with anticipation.