More than five years later, I was still in Philly, living with the same roommate I’d had when I had first moved, working as a pastry chef in a bakery across the bridge in New Jersey, and I had Cade. Caden was my on and off again boyfriend of four years. I loved him, even when I hated him.
Our relationship was hot and cold, hard and fast, sexy and heartbreaking. It wasn’t until I was with Caden that I understood that passion could be just as terrible as it was beautiful. I didn’t know until him that passion could make you burn as well as burn you. Being with Caden was like being addicted to thrill-seeking adventures. You know there is a danger in it, and it makes your heart race and adrenaline pump into your body. Sometimes you nail it and the rush is breathtaking and amazing. Sometimes you miss, and there is fear and regret in your heart as you fall to the unforgiving ground.
After one particularly hard fall, I went home to Virginia for a long weekend. That was where I became reacquainted with my brother’s old college friend Connor. That’s when I learned that passion could be a slow, sweet burn.
And it could incinerate me and turn me to ashes.
- Original Title:Sift
- Author:L.D. Davis
- Rating:8.14 / 10
I bit down on my bottom lip as Caden gazed up at me with a smirk. He dropped his lips to my navel and kissed it softly before dipping his pierced tongue into it. I giggled and smacked his shoulder half-heartedly. I could feel his grin on my skin as he did it again. I hit him again, but with even less power than the first time. As strange and ticklish the sensation was, it also felt good.
He captured a tiny edge of my jeans between his teeth and growled as he tugged on it. I laughed as he continued to whip his head back and forth until he was able to disengage the button using only his teeth. He pulled the zipper down with his hand before he trailed a finger down over the seam where I was hot and wanting.
“Mmm,” he murmured. “I can smell you.”
I raised my eyebrows. “And that’s a good thing? Should I go shower first?”