McCade's Wish (The McCade Family Series Book 2) by Mara McBain Page B

barrier. Adrienne couldn’t help taking a moment just to admire his body. Every inch of his six-four frame was chiseled muscle. If this was what working on the farm all day did for a man, it would be worth waiting at the door for him.
    “I hope you like what you see because you’re even more stunning than I imagined,” he said, his voice hoarse with desire.
    She’d been told many times she was beautiful, heard flowery compliments in different languages even, but none had touched her like the simplicity of Cole’s statement. She bit her lip against a ridiculous prick of tears and stepped close to run her hands over his powerful shoulders and arms.  
    “I’m looking forward to spending hours mapping every muscle in your gorgeous body, stud, but right now it’s these we’re going to put to work,” she purred, squeezing his biceps. He tilted his head in question. “Do you remember the barn?”
    She didn’t have to say another word. He lifted her with ease, urging her legs around him. A hiss escaped her as her shoulders pressed against the cold outside wall, but within moments the heat rolling off his body surrounded her. He nuzzled behind her ear, along her jaw, and down the the hollow of her throat. She gasped as his hands left her hips to travel, relying on his bulk to pin her to the wall. His touch was reverent. The flex of his fingers was so gentle as he fondled her breast that she wanted to cry again. She’d never had a man treat her with such care.
    She opened her mouth to reassure him she wouldn’t break, but the words came out a strangled gasp as fingers parted her lower lips to stroke. Her hips jumped against his hand. She whimpered as her arousal slicked his fingers, allowing them to glide over her. The back of her head thudded against the wall as he slowly pushed one digit into her. The feeling brought her earlier desire flaring back to life, and she desperately clenched around his hand.
    “Please, Cole.”
    He pumped his finger, making her nails sink into his back as he curved the digit. She thrashed against the wall, her body needing more. A second finger stretched her. Using her legs she pushed up the wall, riding the thrust of his hand. The feeling was exquisite but just not enough.
    “Sweet Jesus, Cole. Please!”
    Her teeth sank into his shoulder as he filled her. Cole’s powerful body shuddered as he pulled back and sank into her again.
    “Yes,” she hissed in his ear.
    The tempo built slowly, his hard thrusts stabbing deep. Her heels dug into the upper swell of his buttocks, spurring him on. Hooking her chin over his shoulder, she held on as his body sent her crashing over the edge. Try as she might, a keening cry still clawed from her throat as her body clamped around him and lights flashed behind her tightly closed lids. Her release seemed to free Cole’s control. He pounded into her until she fought for breath. She felt his whole body tense and clamped a hand over his mouth as his head fell back. Her palm muffled most of his roar, and she nearly laughed out loud in relief and jubilation as he slumped against her. 
    He kissed her palm and she let her hand fall away so he could catch his breath. His barrel chest rose and fell and his heart slammed against her. Aftershocks shuddered through his body. Kissing the corded muscles along the side of his neck Adrienne let her hands glide up and down Cole’s back, soothing him.
    “Sorry,” he panted.
    She laughed against his ear, hugging him. “Don’t be. That was amazing.”
    Tightening his arms around her, he stepped away from the wall and backed to the bed. She held her breath, but he merely sat down, their bodies still joined. He stroked her thighs and captured her lips in another kiss that made her head spin. He let out a slow breath when he came up for air.
    “You make my knees weak,” he confessed, leaning his forehead against hers.
    Adrienne laughed. “If you think I could stand up right now, stud, you underestimate