The C Agreement

Rayne

I was nursing my third glass of wine and ignoring texts from Beau and Em. I didn’t want to talk to anyone right now. Pretending like tonight had never happened seemed like a better use of my time. 

I snorted into my glass. That wasn’t possible. At least, not for a long time. 

There was a knock at my door, and my eyes flew up to the clock on my wall. It was after eleven. Too late for house calls. 

My phone buzzed again, and I sighed. 

I loved my brother, but he could be overprotective. 

Dragging my feet to the door, I looked out the side window. I frowned at what I saw there. 

I flipped the dead bolt and yanked the thick wood open. Cade stood there in a ribbed tank top, looking as handsome as ever, with muscular arms on display and his jeans showing off his perfect denim-covered ass. I didn’t need to actually see it tonight to know how great it looked. Meanwhile, I was in light-pink-and-soft white pajamas. I probably looked like a marshmallow while he looked like he was ready for a magazine cover.  

“What are you doing here?” I said with a sigh. “Come to humiliate me more?” 

His brow furrowed. “What the fuck, Rayne? No.” 

Okay, so Cade had never done anything to purposely demean me, and I probably wasn’t being fair to him. My feelings had been hurt, and I had lashed out at him. Although he could have let me down a little gentler. 

My shoulders slumped. I was tired. “I’m sorry I said that. It was uncalled for.” I rubbed my temples. “It’s late. Can we do this tomorrow?” Next week? Never? 

He stepped closer and pulled my wrist down. “No. Not until you let me—” 

Yanking my hand away, I slammed the door in his face before he could finish his sentence.  

Not until you let me apologize, was what I was sure he was going to say. 

The last thing I wanted was for him to feel sorry for me. That would almost be worse than a straight-out rejection. 

Before I could secure the lock, the door swung open again. I jumped back before I got hit in the face, and my jaw dropped as Cade marched inside. 

He kicked it closed, grabbed me, and hauled me up against the wood. One arm was on my waist and the other next to me, effectively blocking me in. I felt every inch of his body heat, and his eyes burned with fury as he stared down at me.  

“You just can’t let me say what I came to say, can you?” 

I opened my mouth, but only a squeak came out. 

I wasn’t afraid. It was just that I had never seen Cade like this—besides the small glimpse I’d gotten at the restaurant. He was my older brother’s fun, laid-back friend who never took life too seriously. Blaze was the thing he was the most passionate about, so I had no idea where this side of him had come from. 

“You don’t need to exp—” 

I was stopped by the hand on my hip wrapping around my throat. It wasn’t tight, but it sent a message. 

“Shut up,” he growled. 

That was the one. 

My breath caught, and there was a flood in my panties. “Holy—” 

He squeezed. 

I might have whimpered. 

“I said, shut up.” His eyebrows rose, as if he couldn’t believe I was still talking. 

I nodded as I squeezed my legs together. This was a side of Cade I would have never thought existed. 

He dropped his head toward my ear. “I can’t believe you think so little of me. You’ve known me forever, so you should know I’m not a shallow, judgmental person, Rayne.” 

I closed my eyes. He was right. Even though I had never seen him with a fat woman before, Cade had this quality that gave the impression that he saw the beauty in everyone. Which was probably why I had been bold enough to offer for us to help each other out in the first place. 

“I am attracted to women. All types. Their smell, their taste, their skin, their breasts, their everything.” He rubbed his nose along my jaw. “Your skin…it’s soft and creamy. You smell delicious.”  

His words…his words were everything, and instinctively, I jerked my hips forward, searching. 

And when his hard cock grazed against my clit, I moaned. 

“Jesus,” he muttered. 

He backed up just enough to slam his mouth over mine. 

Cade’s tongue swept into my mouth as he thrust his pelvis into mine. His dick was long and thick, and I completely forgot that I’d been told I was bad in bed. I wanted to feel him inside me. 

All too soon, he jerked his head back and met my eyes. “I find you sexy as fuck, but you’re my best friend’s little sister. Completely off-limits. So, I’ve never allowed myself to think of you that way, and that is why I told you no.”  

My chest heaved as I stared up at him. 

He tipped his head down. “Understood?” 

I nodded, as if in a daze. I couldn’t believe this gorgeous man, who could get almost any woman he wanted, thought I was sexy. And that he’d kissed me like that. 

The corners of his eyes crinkled. “Good. Now, the only thing I want you to say is, I’m sorry.” 

He loosened his hand but kept it on my throat as his thumb caressed my pulse. 

I licked my lips. “I’m sorry.” 

He smiled. “Good girl.” 

My knees buckled. 

“Fuck,” he murmured as his eyes heated. 

He looked down, as if contemplating something, and then back up at me.  

“Do you come, Rayne?” 

I gulped, not expecting that question. “Wh-what?” 

He grinned. “Do you come?” 

I lifted a shoulder. “Yes.” I had a whole drawer full of vibrators that helped me come all the time. 

“Let me be more specific. Have you come when you’re with your partners?” 

I looked away, ashamed.  

“Eyes on me.” His voice was firm yet soft. 

My gaze immediately returned to his. “I suck in bed, remember?” I said in a low voice. 

His eyes roamed my face. “Somehow, I doubt that. Now, tell me, have you ever had an orgasm with any of your partners?” 

“I’ve had one or two during oral sex, but not from sex, sex.” 

His jaw tightened. “I suspect it’s not you who has the problem in bed.” 

“I don’t know. I am the common denominator in all my relationships.” 

“That doesn’t mean shit.” 

He pushed his pelvis into me again. 

“Are you wet?” 

“Embarrassingly so,” I admitted.  

I couldn’t believe I’d just thrown that out there. It was like I couldn’t not answer him. 

The hand around my neck trailed down my chest and over my beaded nipple. Cade pinched it before moving to the other side, where he flicked it with a finger. The almost roughness of his actions made me flinch, but only in surprise and not in a bad way. No, the fact that they made my core clench said it was very good. 

His hand continued south until his fingertips slipped underneath my pajama bottoms and then my underwear. 

He paused for a moment, maybe to see if I would stop him, but when I didn’t, his whole hand disappeared into the cotton, and a finger brushed my cleft.  

“Open.” 

He didn’t have to tell me twice, and as soon as I widened my legs, he circled my clit and pushed two long digits inside me. 

“Fuck me,” he groaned. “You are soaked.” 

I was about to tell him I had warned him, but he curled his fingers and rubbed that sweet spot inside of me that I only seemed to be able to find half the time with my various sex toys. And yet he had found it right away. 

I knew he would be an excellent teacher in the bedroom. 

Soon, I was rotating my hips as he worked his hand between my legs. 

His mouth was near my ear again. “There’s another reason I said no earlier tonight, Rayne.” 

“What’s that?” I managed to say between my deep breaths. Trying to pay attention to what he was saying and my impending orgasm was torture. 

“I like to be in control. No, I need to be in control. Not always, but most of the time. And if you were going to be the only woman I fucked, I didn’t want to put that on you for an entire month. I know how strong you are. How hardheaded you are sometimes.” 

With every sentence, he continued to stroke me. 

“But seeing you tonight, here against your door, letting me wrap my hand around your beautiful neck, listening to my commands”—he chuckled—“in the end anyway—and letting me put my hand between your sweet thighs, I think you might be able to handle me.” 

My fingers were already buried in his tank. I twisted the material in my hands at his words.  

“Do you think you can handle me, Rayne?” He licked my neck and sucked on my overheated skin. 

I nodded. 

“Let’s see, shall we?” 

What does that mean? 

Cade swept his thumb over my clit and pushed down. 

“Come for me, Rayne. Right the fuck now.” 

He bit down on my neck, and lightning exploded in my body, starting from my center and spreading to every single cell. I had to seize his shoulders so that I didn’t melt into a puddle on the floor. 

When I finally blinked my eyes open, Cade was staring at me, and his hand was still buried between my legs. 

He slowly withdrew his fingers from my body, and I instantly missed his touch. 

My entryway light was on from when I’d answered the door, and he held his hand up in the light. 

His fingers were glossy and shiny from my desire.  

Cade shoved his middle finger in his mouth as he closed his eyes and dragged it out as his cheeks hollowed. His lids flipped open, and his blue eyes met my gaze. “Open. I want you to see how good you taste.” 

Without even a second thought, I let my lower jaw drop, and Cade smiled as he pushed his ring finger inside. 

“Suck.” 

Again, I did as he’d said even though I didn’t know if I really wanted to know what I tasted like. 

He slowly withdrew his digit from my mouth, as if he wanted to make sure I licked everything clean, so right before his finger was free, I ran my tongue around the tip. 

“You’re going to fucking kill me, Rayne.” 

I frowned. “What do you mean?” I asked. 

He stepped back and removed his wallet from his back pocket. He pulled out a card and shoved it into my hand.  

“Meet me there. Tomorrow. They open at ten.” 

He drew me away from the door and opened it as I looked down at the scrap of paper in my hand. 

It was for a clinic. 

Cade strode outside, leaving me confused. 

“Wait.” 

He spun around. 

I waved the card. “What does this mean?” 

“It means, you and me for the next month. No one else for me.” He tilted his head down. “And no one else for you.” 

I gasped as I realized he was going to take me up on my idea. 

“But what does the clinic have to do with it?” 

“If I’m only going to be fucking you for the next month, I don’t want anything between us.” 

My eyes went wide. 

“You on the pill?” 

“Yeah.” 

He gave me his cocky smile. “Good.” He skipped down my two steps and headed for his SUV. 

“But what made you change your mind?” 

I held my breath because if he was doing it to prove I had been wrong earlier tonight or because he felt sorry for me, then I was going to tell him no. 

He turned once more and walked backward.  

“Because you were a very good girl.”