When she impatiently tried to turn over in the bed, he quickly bent down and nipped the back of her neck with his teeth. She moaned and slumped back onto the pillows. Consolidating his position, Cain kissed and nipped his way down her spine while his hands grasped the globes of her ass and massaged them.
“You’ve got the sweetest ass,” he muttered as he licked the line between the top of her leg and her behind.
Katie squirmed on the bed, but still he didn’t release her. Instead, he plumped each cheek in his hand and took little love bites across her behind. Katie shrieked and bucked but he was relentless in his efforts to pleasure her.
Grabbing the pillow next to her, she flung it backwards at him. Surprised by her action, it hit him square in the face before landing on her back. He flicked the pillow away and leaned over her back, covering her body with his. She tensed as he ran his tongue around the outside of her ear. “Now you’re gonna pay.”
Katie responded by reaching behind and pinching him. He jerked back. “You little wildcat.”
Holding her with one hand pressed into the base of her spine, he slowly ran one finger down the dark cleft of her behind. She arched her bottom towards his hand, trying to deepen his touch, but he continued to tease her with a light touch, not allowing his fingers to explore the hot, needy area between her legs.
“You’re a brute,” came her muffled complaint.
“You haven’t seen anything yet,” he promised. He continued to tease and torment her for another moment before flipping her easily in the bed so she lay sprawled on her back.
Katie blinked up at him, her expression a combination of arousal and frustration. Cain linked her fingers with his and wedged his body between her legs. Katie spread her legs wider to accommodate his size. Holding her hands down on the bed, he leaned forward and nuzzled between her breasts.
Ignoring her pleas and moans, he licked at each breast, tasting and teasing them. He kissed her pale, plump flesh but avoided her nipples, which were tight, distended buds, begging to be sucked. Cain held out as long as he could. His cock was screaming to be buried inside her, but he had to taste all of her first.
Taking one of her nipples gently between his teeth, he held it secure while he flicked it with his tongue. Katie squealed and pleaded. She tore her hands from his grasp and used them to anchor his face to her breast while arching herself closer to him. Cain used his free hand to plump her other breast, using his thumb and forefinger to pleasure the pouting nipple. Her hands moved lower to knead the muscles in his back.
Cain pulled his mouth away and blew softly on her moist skin. Moaning, she arched her head back on the pillow. The sting of her nails digging into his back felt so damned good. He’d never seen a woman so naturally responsive or as beautiful in her passion as Katie.
Reluctantly dragging himself away from her breasts, he kissed a line down her smooth, white belly. He nipped at the indention of her waist and sucked on her hipbones. Settling himself between her legs, he separated the folds of sensitive skin and breathed in her sweet, exotic scent. She was wet and hot, begging to be tasted.
Bending forward, he licked at her sensitive pink flesh, enjoying the taste and texture. Katie thrashed about in the bed and grabbed a hank of hair to try and direct his actions more to her liking.
He blew softly on her heated skin before raising himself to stare at her flushed face. “Now, I’m going to eat you until you come.” Katie’s eyes widened for a moment and then she thrust her hips up to encourage him to get on with it.
Cain immediately took the hard nubbin of flesh into his mouth and sucked. His long, thick fingers glided along her moist, heated flesh before sliding inside her. Katie moaned and gripped the sheet in her hands. Cain could feel the sweat sliding down his back as he desperately tried to keep his control. His cock was close to exploding.
Katie was arching wildly now as he pumped his fingers in and out of her body. Her internal muscles clenched and grasped at his fingers. Cain’s tentative control snapped. He wanted to be inside her when she came. No, he needed to be inside her. He wanted her body clenching his cock, not his fingers.
He withdrew his fingers and before Katie could object, he flipped her over onto her stomach again. Raising her slightly, he grabbed a pillow with the other hand and tucked it under her stomach. Her bottom was raised slightly in the air, but the pillow made the position more comfortable.
“Spread your legs and relax, honey,” he whispered as he positioned himself on his knees behind her.
Katie eagerly spread her legs and arched her bottom towards him and he slid his cock right into her waiting warmth. He closed his eye and clenched his teeth, waiting for a wave of pleasure to pass. It was almost too much to take. Her inner muscles were squeezing him, in an exquisite form of sexual torture. His balls were tightening and he knew he only had a moment or two before he exploded.
Grasping her waist with his hands, he began to move within her. He plunged into her repeatedly. Her moans of pleasure spurred him to push harder and deeper. Katie responded by thrusting her bottom back towards him. The sound of her plump, juicy ass slapping his stomach made him even hotter.
Katie’s breath hitched and her inner muscles clasped his cock in a warm, wet vise. It was the end for him as he felt himself come in a long, hot spurt. Her muscles clenched tighter and he could hear her wail of release. She thumped her feet on the bed and her fingers tore at the sheets. He continued to pump his hips for another moment, but he was totally drained and collapsed on top of her.
Cain knew he was squashing Katie, but he couldn’t move. Her body continued to spasm around his cock and the pleasure was making him lightheaded. They lay there on the bed, both spent in a heap of wet, sweaty flesh. Never had Cain felt so utterly replete and relaxed in his life.
It was Katie squirming beneath him that finally gave him the motivation to move. Reluctantly, he pulled himself from her body, hissing as he did so. The sensation was as much pleasure and pain. He lay there for another moment and gathered the strength to roll from the bed.
Katie didn’t move a muscle, her ass still pushed up into the air as she half-sat, half-lay on her knees. She lay with her legs still wide open, totally exposed to him, and he stopped for a moment to admire the pretty picture she made with her wet, pink pussy wide open to him. Her face was still buried in the pillow and the occasional shiver racked her body. A man could easily become addicted to this. Cain felt a smile of pure masculine satisfaction cover his face. He’d exhausted her with pleasure.
Cain went into the bathroom, flushed the condom and ran a cold, wet cloth over his body to cool his heated flesh. He dropped the wet cloth in the sink, leaned his hands on the counter, and stared at his reflection in the mirror. He looked different. It took him a moment to realize what that difference was. He looked like a man well content with his life.
For a moment, he was shaken by the thought that one woman could have such a hold on him and affect his life so much. Then he relaxed. Deep down inside, he trusted Katie not to use him or manipulate him. He honestly trusted her. Besides which, he reminded himself grimly, he’d had a taste of life without her and that was not an option he was willing to even contemplate.
Katie shivered, suddenly cold without Cain’s large body covering her. Little aftershocks of desire pulsed through her and she squirmed on the mattress, enjoying the sensation. She was slightly appalled when she realized she was still wantonly sprawled on her stomach with her legs spread and her bottom stuck up in the air. No wonder she was cold. Marshaling her strength, she rolled over in bed, and shoved aside the tangle of sheets.
Rubbing her hands over her face, she stared at the bathroom door. Cain had been in there for quite a while. Worried, she climbed out of bed, pulling one of the sheets with her. Wrapping it around her, she padded silently to the bathroom. She peeked in through the open door. Cain had both hands planted on the counter and was glaring at himself in the mirror.
Taking advantage of the moment, her eyes feasted
on his body. She licked her dry lips as she allowed her gaze to flow from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head. He had huge feet and strong, muscled calves and thighs. His taut bottom was a delicious sight and well, his penis was impressive, even when it was only partially aroused as it was now. His waist was thick with muscle, his chest was massive, and his arms the size of tree trunks. Cain looked large with his clothes on, but naked, she realized just what a massive specimen of manhood he was.
As if sensing her perusal, he turned and gave her a cocky half-smile. “Like what you see?”
“Very much,” she teased back. She sauntered over to him and wrapped one arm around his waist and hugged him tight, burying her face in his back. Her fingers lightly skimmed the scarred part of his back. He shuddered but didn’t stop her.
Emboldened, she traced the scars on his arms before bending forward to kiss them. Cain turned and wrapped her in his embrace.
“Katie,” he began.
“I love all of you, you know,” Katie murmured as she kissed his chest.
His arms tightened around her. “Thank you.”
Katie knew that he loved her and someday he would say the words. Until he was ready, she was content with knowing it in her heart. Trying to lighten the moment she glanced around the bathroom and her gaze landed on the huge tub in the corner.
“I need a bath.” She pulled away from Cain and headed towards the tub, the train of her sheet sweeping along behind her. Bending over she turned on the taps and adjusted the running water. “I came here straight from work and I feel grubby.”
Cain slipped behind her and yanked at the sheet. A slight tug-of-war ensued, but in the end she lost. But he hadn’t fought fair. He’d distracted her with kisses and when she’d reached out to wrap her arms around him, he’d whipped off the sheet and tossed it aside. Katie didn’t really mind, even though she gave him a mock glare. She loved the sound of his laughter as they played.
Their lighthearted mood continued as they both settled into the tub. When the tub was filled to her satisfaction, Katie turned off the taps and settled back to allow the hot water to work their magic on her sore muscles. She splashed Cain with water and tried to push him under the water. Cain responded by actually dunking her head first. Water sloshed over the sides of the tub as they each battled for supremacy. Sputtering and promising dire retribution, she lunged at him, but he caught her easily in his arms and settled her on his lap facing him.
His hands shook as he pushed her wet hair off her forehead. Katie sensed the change in his mood. Without speaking, Cain picked up a soft cloth and soaped it before running it over her arms and her chest. He swirled the cloth around her sensitive breasts and Katie felt the passion begin to grow in her again.
“That feels so good.” Katie encouraged him and was rewarded when the soapy cloth slid around her back and over her bottom. Cain really seemed to like her behind. He dropped the cloth and squeezed both globes in his wet hands.
Using his hands, he rinsed the soap from her breasts. She could feel his arousal between her legs and reached under the water and guided him inside her. The soapy water and her own arousal ensured that he slid right in. Both of them moaned with pleasure, as their sensitive flesh joined again.
Cain gripped her hips and held her tight. Neither of them moved, both content just to be joined together. Katie’s breasts swayed slightly as her breathing became more labored. Cain’s gaze heated and he bent his knees so that her back was supported and the movement pushed her breasts closer to his waiting mouth.
This time, their lovemaking was tender and unhurried. Cain nipped and nibbled her breasts while his hands continued to explore her back, her bottom, her thighs, and finally her waiting clitoris. Katie was just as busy as she mapped out the glistening muscles of his back and his chest. She played with his nipples before reaching behind her to gently squeeze and fondle his balls. Slowly, she rocked up and down on his rock-hard erection.
Her release when it came was slower, deeper, and somehow more satisfying than ever before. Cain retained some measure of control as he pulled out of her at the last minute and she pumped her hand up and down his cock so that he came in the water instead of inside her. It was his way of looking out for her and taking care of her.
Reluctantly, Katie climbed from the bath. She wanted to loll about in the water, but didn’t think that was a good idea. Stepping on the plush bathmat, Katie watched Cain clean himself up while she toweled off. He quickly soaped himself from head to toe and immersed himself under water before rising like some giant sea serpent. Give him a pitchfork and he’d look like Poseidon, she thought.
Hauling himself from the tub, he grabbed a towel and briskly rubbed himself dry. He caught her staring at him and swept her up in his arms and carried her from the bathroom and back to the bed. Still holding her in his arms, he fell backwards onto the bed and then rolled so that she was under him.
Her eyes widened as she felt his growing arousal again. “That’s impossible,” she informed him.
“Not with you around,” he informed her smugly. He rubbed his penis against her mound and grinned when she opened her legs and arched against him.
He was lowering his lips to hers when her stomach gave a huge unladylike grumble. Cain just leaned back and stared at her stomach. Katie was thoroughly disgruntled by his expression of amazement and her rumbling tummy.
“Well, what do you expect?” she groused. “You’re always promising me supper, but never feeding me.” She glanced at the bedside table. “It’s almost midnight and I haven’t had a bite to eat since about half past eleven this morning. And that was just a single cinnamon bun.”
“We can’t let you starve. I’ve got a long night planned so we better keep your strength up.” Cain planted a hard, quick kiss on her lips and pulled himself out of bed. He crossed to the armoire and pulled out a pair of sweatpants and tugged them on.
Glancing back towards the bed, he tossed her one of his old denim shirts. “If you don’t cover up, I’ll never let you eat.”
Katie just smiled seductively and tugged on his shirt over her damp body. Cain just shook his head and crossed back to the bed. “You are one dangerous lady. Now be good while I go forage for some food.”
Buttoning the shirt, Katie burrowed under the covers and eagerly awaited Cain’s return.
Katie felt totally satisfied. Curled up next to Cain in the dark of the night, enveloped in his warmth and the safety of his arms, Katie knew she’d finally found where she belonged. True to his word, Cain had indeed fed her. He’d returned from the kitchen with a feast of cheese, crackers, fruit, and meat. A bottle of white wine had complemented their impromptu picnic. Gabriel had snuck in and managed to con them out of a few pieces of cheese, but when no more food was forthcoming, he gave a big doggy huff and retreated from the room.
They had eaten with abandon, feeding each other tasty morsels of food, and sharing a single glass of wine. Both of them had been starving, and so they finished every bite of food he’d carried into the bedroom. When nothing but crumbs remained, Cain had turned his attention back to her.
Katie smiled and snuggled closer as she remembered their lovemaking. That last time had been more playful. Both of them were comfortable and completely at home with one another. They had feasted on each other. Taking turns and romping in the bed like inquisitive nymphs. Well, she was the nymph, he was more of a satyr. But like her, he was now a well-pleased one.
As if sensing she was awake, Cain pulled her tighter towards him and groaned when she playfully wiggled her behind against his partial erection.
“You’re a wicked woman, Katie.” Leisurely, he kissed her ear, his tongue swirling around the outer shell.
Katie moaned and cuddled closer. Cain tucked her head under his chin and sighed contentedly. Both of them lay there for a long time, neither one speaking, both of them satisfied with just being together.
Cain finally broke the silence. “I’ve thought about Lucas’s situation.” Katie stiffen
ed in his arms, but didn’t speak. “I can’t change the plans already in place for the building he’s in, but I can help him find another location, one he can afford with a silent partner.”
Katie couldn’t believe Cain’s generosity. “Thank you, Cain. Your offer means a lot, but I think Lucas will want to do this on his own.” Turning in his arms she kissed his cheek. “Everything will all work out.”
Cain pulled her back into his arms. This time, he settled her so that her head was pillowed on his chest. Happily, she nuzzled his skin and dozed as the sound of his heartbeat comforted her.
“I love you.” His voice was a hoarse whisper in the darkness.
Katie could hear the sincerity and love in his voice. She bit her lip to keep herself from crying, knowing how hard it was for him to actually say the words. “I know,” she replied in a low voice.
Cain tensed next to her and then he laughed. “You little minx. What do you mean, you know?”
Katie had to sit up when he started laughing. It was impossible to rest when your pillow kept jiggling. “It was obvious by your actions even if you didn’t say the word.”
Cain rolled over and tucked her beneath him. “What do you have to say for yourself?”
Unconcerned by his mock ferocity, she took her time and settled herself comfortably on the pillows. When he continued to scowl at her, she just grinned back at him. “I love you too.”
“Damn it, Katie.” Cain leaned down and plundered her mouth. His lips, teeth, and tongue teased and pleasured her. The kiss went on and on, as if Cain craved the connection between them. Katie’s head was spinning when he finally withdrew from her lips. “Thank you for bringing me out of the dark.”
Katie responded the only way she could. “Thank you for showing me the beauty of the dark.” Cain’s arms tightened around her and Katie reached for him, determined to love him. Forever.
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