Kade's Rescue (Detroit Heat Book 1) by Davida Lynn Read Free Book Online Page A

only grown hotter over dinner, and it took root deep inside me as we paid and rushed from the restaurant. He pulled out of the parking lot and made a right. Since he didn’t ask, I guessed he was probably heading for his place. Fine by me, I thought. The sooner, the better.

    We hadn't even made it a half mile when I loosened his belt and reached under his briefs. His manhood was waiting for me. When I touched the head, I heard him grunt and felt the SUV jerk to one side.

    “Concentrate on the road, buster.” Teasing him was so much fun. I wrapped a finger around him as he tried to focus on the road ahead. He moaned and kept his eyes forward, even as I did my best to slide those jeans down his legs. He helped me what little he could, lifting his ass up as I pulled them down his legs. I unbuckled my seatbelt, trusting that Kade would keep me safe.

    “Oh, God, Layne.” Kade moaned and tensed up. I didn't feel the SUV weave from side to side, so I figured he had himself under some control. I wondered for how long, though. I swirled my finger over the head of his cock, feeling the wetness growing as he throbbed beneath his underwear.

    I had no idea how long it was to his place, but I was enjoying myself too much to think about anything but Kade’s big cock. He was rock hard, and I was dying to taste him, to feel him fill me up. My pussy was throbbing and I knew I was soaking my black thong right through.

    That thought made me yearn for his hands on me; his strong arms lifting my body to him; his fingers twisting my nipples, spreading my pussy, and slipping inside me. I moaned as his stiff cock pulsed and throbbed against my palm. His hand was on my thigh, sliding higher and higher as we drove to his place.

    I barely noticed the streets. All I could think about was how much I wanted him. I wanted so badly to see him naked before me. Luckily, I didn’t have to wait much longer.

    “Nearly there, baby.”  

    Thank God, I thought. I moaned in acknowledgement and kept stroking.

    Kade turned the wheel hard and we stopped in front of a small house. The street looked ordinary enough. We were in one of the few well-kept Detroit neighborhoods. Kade’s house was red brick, simple, and clean. It was only missing the white picket fence. I smirked and reached for the handle.

    “Kade McCaffery, living the American dream.”

    After stepping down from the SUV, he looked back at me. “What can I say? I’m nothing but a stereotype.”

    I laughed and slipped out of his car. By the time I slammed the door shut, he was there, waiting for me. His strong, corded arms were around my waist, lifting me. I was level with his face, and we kissed for the first time, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. I felt weightless as Kade pressed me against his ride. My heart was pounding at the kiss, pounding at the prospect of what was before us.

    I was giddy as his lips pressed against mine. He even let go of me with one hand to slide it down to my ass and the other soon followed. I looked down at his gorgeous, rugged face.

    “Layne, you drive me absolutely crazy.”

    “God, you’re amazing.” The words fell from my tongue like champagne. He was making me crazy with desire.

    He smiled up at me and gave my ass a squeeze, “Dinner was impossible. I couldn’t think about anything but your lips.”

    Kade turned, and I watched the SUV and garage fade into the distance as he carried me toward his house. With my arms around his neck, I felt safe and secure. I knew he was going to ravage me and I couldn’t wait. I sucked the cool night air into my lungs and closed my eyes. When I opened them, we were in his kitchen. It was small, cramped almost, but I’d think about his design aesthetics in the morning.

    He carried me down a hallway. I laid kisses across his cheeks and down to his neck. I was about to pull his turtleneck down to kiss down to his chest, but he pushed me through an open door before I could. There was light pouring in