Rescuing Cade

By Elodie Parkes

Cade’s trying to get over a broken heart when his friend takes him to a nightclub, named only, The Club. Although Cade is shocked by the taboo atmosphere, things turn around when he meets Marissa.

Marissa lifts Cade’s sadness and opens his heart to love again. Cade touches Marissa’s heart in ways she doesn’t want to admit. Will pressure from The Club and Marissa’s fear of commitment send them running in opposite directions?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evernight Publishing
• Release date: Feb 13, 2015
• ISBN: 9781772332353

Elodie Parkes

Elodie lives in Canterbury, United Kingdom. It’s famous for the Cathedral, Chaucer, and there is a UNESCO world heritage site, which includes the ancient ruins of St Augustine's Abbey and St Martin's Church. There is also a ruined castle. It’s a pretty place too and the coast nearby is great. She works in an antiques shop and writes. Elodie has two dogs that keep her fit with their need for walks. Elodie writes romance, contemporary and always erotic with a twist of mystery, paranormal, and suspense now and then. She likes to make the story unusual in some way, by a quirk in the tale

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Copyright© 2015 Elodie Parkes

ISBN: 978-1-77233-235-3

Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Editor: JC Chute

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This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

RESCUING CADE

Elodie Parkes

Copyright © 2015

Chapter One

Something strange happened to Cade when Jayne dumped him. Every scrap of confidence he possessed disappeared, just like dew on the grass in a blaze of morning sun.

Cade felt scorched. Her parting words still burned in his heart.

"You’re hopeless in bed."

Cade considered her declaration once again as he stared out with unseeing eyes across the wide expanse of river from his corner office in the prestigious tower block. He put down his coffee cup. Hopeless. He said it aloud, tasting the bitterness in the finality of the word. "If she’d said something like, bad, or even not very good––but hopeless? That implies I couldn’t even improve if I tried."

Cade stood and wandered to the huge pane of glass that was the left side of his office wall. He rested his forehead on it and sighed. Today he felt more melancholy than ever. It was his anniversary. One year ago, Jayne had dumped him. The engagement ring she’d pressed into his hand before she swept out of their apartment was still on the bookshelf, where he’d dropped it as tears filled his eyes.

He was ashamed he’d cried, but even now, a year later, he saw the busy road far below as a blur. Cade hadn’t dated since the break-up. At first, he couldn’t date because the truth was, he still loved Jayne … and then he couldn’t because he had no confidence that any woman would want him. She might at first, but when it comes to my hopeless performance in bed, she’d hightail it quick smart. Cade moved back from the window and saw his breath had made a patch of white on the glass. He wrote the word ‘hopeless’ in the cloud on the window.

At the sound of a knock on the door Cade spun around. He swiped the back of his hand across his cheek, where a solitary tear lingered.

Yes.

His secretary opened the door and walked in a couple of steps.

Cade, your three-thirty appointment is in the lobby. Will I have him brought up?

Cade nodded. Sure, Abbi, and then will you bring coffee, please. He watched her pretty eyes fill with warmth.

She smiled at him. I will.

Cade went to the drawing table in the corner of the office and looked over the design for the client. A smile teased at the corners of his mouth. Cade loved his work. The enjoyment of creating a beautiful building design and seeing it come to life in the hands of the builders never failed to cheer him.

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Cade dashed into the bistro and saw Jack waving at him from a table halfway across the room. He slowed his pace and joined his old friend. On alternate Thursday nights, he met Jack and Gary for a meal and they caught up on each other’s lives. Tonight, Gary left around nine to get home to his girlfriend.

Jack waited until the restaurant door closed behind Gary and then he gave Cade a purposeful stare.

Have you thought over what we talked about last week, Cade?

Cade took a deep breath. I know I need something, but I’m not sure it’s that.

It might be just the thing––a different way of looking at sex. Something new, to spark you up. I couldn’t go back now. It’s a lifestyle choice, I know, but why not come to The Club tomorrow night? My Sub has asked to prove she can cope with someone watching us. She’s a sweetie.

Cade looked away from his friend’s sympathetic expression. He turned his coffee cup around and drank the last cool mouthful.

I thought your private room was always under surveillance.

Jack grinned. Audio or visual, or both, should either participant require it. It’s not the same as being out there on the floor, though. There’s something exotic about having other Doms watching live. It’s all quite civilized. We’re courteous, dress well … have to make sure we’re healthy. It’s not a cathouse or a strip club, Cade. It’s an opulent, well-established lifestyle club. No one does anything they don’t want to. Hell, if I was actually coming and my Sub said her safe word I’d stop what I was doing immediately, and check on her welfare. It could be what you need. You could ease into it. How long since you even jerked off?

Embarrassment flooded Cade. He looked around to check if anyone had heard Jack, but the tables close by had emptied.

Jack continued, I’m only asking because you told me nothing turned you on anymore. You were loudly lamenting that fact last time we had a few beers.

Cade went hot and then cold. He’d determined never to have a few beers again after that experience. He made the decision to check out Jack’s club the next night. He’d go there and then that would be it. Jack couldn’t say he hadn’t given the lifestyle a look.

What time will I meet you tomorrow night?

Jack smiled. There you go. Meet me about ten. You know the address and the dress code from my other persuasive chats. Bring that health questionnaire and registration form I gave you, filled in.

Cade sighed before he nodded in answer. Okay.

Chapter Two

Marissa saw him the moment he walked into the main room of The Club. She knew his companion, Jack, one of the Doms. Who is that dish? The thought brought a smile to her lips. She watched this new man stand around as people greeted Jack. Marissa went closer. She had no assignation that night, because she’d passed her Sub on to a Mistress as arranged, and she was there to relax after her hectic week at work. Their voices reached her as the music track changed and left a few seconds’ silence before another started. The low thrumming of the beat matched the thrusts of the Dom she passed, as he pounded into his Sub, bent over a table before him.

This is Cade … he’s my guest for the night. He’s here to absorb the atmosphere and consider the lifestyle on offer––aren’t you, buddy? Who knows, someone might be able to entice him into a scene ... let him find his true nature. Jack’s voice held a touch of amusement as he spoke with the two Masters.

Marissa caught Cade’s flinch as Jack gave him a playful punch on the upper arm. She looked Cade over. A tall man, he was obviously muscled under that jacket, so the punch couldn’t have hurt. Maybe he’s stressed about being new here. The lights were low and Marissa took a seat at an empty table close to the small group of people. Strategically placed, she took in the delicious sight that was Cade, only a yard away now.

Blue eyes, mmm, my favorite. Look at those lips, made for kissing, biting, sucking. She cast her eyes over his ass and thighs. She soaked up the sight of his handsome jaw line and her eyes flicked to his groin, where she assessed the hang of his suit pants and licked her lips at the promise of a big cock. Holy hell, he’s gorgeous. I’d like him on a collar and leash waiting for me to slap his ass and fuck him senseless. I’d like to slip a blindfold on him and run a feather over his cock, to see it jerk to life. I’d like to tie him to a chair, suck him almost to orgasm, and then leave him to beg for release. Wonder if he’s dom or sub?

As Marissa considered Cade’s preference, he turned and looked straight into her eyes.

A huge stab of sexual excitement throbbed in her pussy. With her clit buzzing, she leaned a little