Damaged

by Leona Keyoko Pink

  Autumn looked at Cage wondering if he knew who the young man was. Cage sat quietly, unimpressed. After nearly a minute of silence he spoke quietly, calmly, “You’re no one, Andry.”

  Autumn realized Cage did know him. She looked to Andy and he seemed pissed, “No one? NO ONE! I AIN’T NO ONE!” Andry seethed with rage, “DO YOU KNOW WHO MY FATHER IS! FUCK, if I wanted I could have you thrown out of this restaurant. My dad owns it. My dad owns this whole FUCKING ISLAND.”

  “And I own him,” said Cage stiffly. “I could have you thrown off this island, if necessary.”

  Andry scoffed so dramatically that he sprayed the table with spittle. “YOU….YOU DON’T OWN SHIT. YOU CAN’T DO SHIT TO ME. YOU AIN’T NOTHING HERE.” Andry paused for a moment, thinking. He smiled to himself and nodded, “YEAH….YOU’RE THE NO ONE,”

  Cage sighed, his patience was waning. He moved swiftly, flicking out his phone. He didn’t take his eyes off Andry as he entered his code and then pushed a button. The phone began to ring and after a moment someone answered. Cage brought the phone to his ear. His words were friendly but there was an edge of darkness in his tone. “Oswald, how are you? Yes, yes, everything is to our liking. Your son however has taken it upon himself to drunkenly intrude upon my presence,” There was a long pause. Autumn heard someone talking quickly loudly, apologetically. Cage listened but interrupted after a moment, “No, no, Oswald, you don’t need to go that far. Simply remove Andry from the island permanently.” There was another long pause. The entire time Cage still hadn’t taken his eyes off Andry. The young man shook his head in disbelief. Cage spoke again, “Of course. You’re welcome.” Then Cage hung up the phone and proceeded to wait.

  “BULLSSSHIT! BULLSSHHIT! YOU’RE BLUFFING” Andry again scoffed, spraying spittle. “YOU AIN’T DONE SHIT! THERE AINT NOTHING YOU CAN DO TO ME OLD MAN! I COULD TAKE YOU! ANY DAY OF THE FUCKING WEEK I COULD FUCK YOU UP!”

  Andy took a step closer to the table. Autumn bit her lip, worrying there might be trouble. Cage flashed her a quick smile and assured her, “Don’t worry. This will be taken care of shortly,”

  A moment later three men seemed to appear out of nowhere. They seemed to know Andry because when he saw them his face lit up, “HEY GUYS!!!” Andry waved to them before turning to Cage, “NOW YOU’RE GONNA SEE SOME REAL SHIT, ASSHOLE!” Andry turned to the man and yelled, “I WANT THIS PIECE OF SHIT CAGE Zis...ziss,” he sawed for a bit, trying to remember how to say Cage’s last name. Eventually he gave up, “GET HIM AND HIS CREW OUT OF HERE….NOW!”

  Autumn looked at Cage but he just watched as the men surrounded Andry. One of them put a hand on him and politely said, “You need to come with us now,”

  “What! What?” said Andry.

  “Your father has requested your presence.”

  Andry took in the man’s words with some delayed reaction before looking at Cage in disbelief. After a few seconds he looked back at the man and shook his head, “Nah, I’m busy.”

  The man just sighed and nodded to the other two. Together, they reached out and grabbed hold of Andry. Andry tried to fight them off but he was no match for them. They quickly lifted him up off his feet and began to carry him out of the room.

  Other people were all looking at what was going on. Andry cried out the entire time,” GET THE FUCK OFF ME! LET ME GO! LET ME GO! YOU SONS OF BITCHES WORK FOR ME!”

  It carried on for a few seconds but eventually things grew quiet once more. People returned to their meals as if nothing had happened. Fredric brushed his suit off, looking annoyed. He and Cage exchanged glances before Fredric returned to his position just out of sight a few feet away. Autumn sat there for a moment and then asked Cage, “Who was that guy and what was his problem?”

  Cage brushed her cheek lovingly. He seemed at ease once more as he said, “He was no one of any real importance. Don’t worry about it,”

  It was hard for her not to. Autumn wanted to know more but a moment later the restaurant manager stepped up. He had a very old bottle of wine. It must have cost a fortune. He set it on the table, offering it up to Cage. “You have our most sincere apologies, Mr. Zisgani. Mr Oswald would like you to know tonight is on him. Please feel free to order whatever you like and enjoy yourselves.”

  Cage nodded he reached out and lifted the bottle inspecting it. After nearly a minute he put it down and then tilted his head in Fredric’s direction, “Speak to Fredric. I want two cases of this loaded into the car,”

  The man seemed shocked but quickly nodded, “Of course, sir. Right away,” He took the bottle and corked it before pouring Cage and then Autumn a glass of wine. He then went to speak with Fredric. Autumn watched Cage swirl the wine around in his glass, letting it breathe and sampling the aroma before taking a small sip. He swished it around in his mouth for a bit and then swallowed, smiling. He seemed to like it.

  Autumn was still a novice when it came to wine. She tried to swish the wine around and smell it as Cage had. She ended up spilling a little bit of it. Cage just grinned at her, “You’ll learn in time,”

  She nodded and took a small sip. It wasn’t her favorite but it wasn’t bad. She had half a glass before their dessert arrived. It was sparkling. Autumn watched as a small cake with white and silver sparklers was wheeled over to them. It was set down in front of her. Autumn thought it was a bit much. She half expected the waiter to start singing happy birthday to her.

  She looked at Cage and teased, “You know it’s not my birthday,”

  “I know,” said Cage, “I just thought you’d like something a little extra for our last day of vacation.” There was extra and then there was extra. Autumn couldn’t tell what kind of cake it was because of the sparklers but when they fizzled out and were removed she quickly saw it was her favorite. That came from only one special bakery.

  She looked at Cage, realizing he must have had it flown in especially for her. “Cage,” she said.

  “What?” he said smiling. He grabbed a fork and stuck it into the cake. She thought he was going to give her some but instead he ate a bite, “Not everything’s about you,” he teased.

  Autumn knew he wasn’t much of a cake person. He was more of a truffle kind of guy. She picked up her fork and dug into the cake. It was perfect, fresh, moist and creamy. It must have traveled thousands of miles to get here but there was no difference in the taste. If anything, it might have tasted better.

  Autumn quickly pushed the evening’s heated events from her mind and enjoyed herself once more. When she’d had enough cake Cage had it wrapped up for her. He nodded to Fredric and he left to make sure everything was ready for their departure from the restaurant.

  Autumn was sad to go. She didn’t know when they would get to eat here again. It also marked another thing come and gone on their last day of vacation. Now all that was left was to go home. She dragged her feet and took her time leaving. When they got outside it was slightly chilly. They got into the sports car and Cage drove them back to the house.

  When they got there Autumn sat in the car for a moment. Cage came around and opened her door. She could tell from the smile on his face he was eager to go inside and continue their night. She got out but didn’t go inside right away. Instead, she walked around the side of the house. Cage followed her and they went into the back yard.

  The house was right on the beach and from the back yard they could see the ocean perfectly. The moon was shining brighter than ever tonight. It looked like a spotlight on the water. Autumn took in all the stars. Each of them seemed precious now, twinkling down on her. She knew this time tomorrow they would be gone from this place, on to whatever was next.

  She doubted they would see the night sky from here like this for quite some time, given Cage’s affection for vacations. She turned to him as he took in the view and grasped onto his hand, wanting to stay out here until sunrise, but Cage had other plans.

  He guided her to the sliding glass door and opened it, going inside. Autumn let his hand pull away from hers, staying outside. She turned
around, looking at the stars once more. Cage gave her a few seconds but eventually popped his head back outside and gently called to her, “Autumn,”

  “Just a little longer,” she pleaded.

  He sighed but came back out. He stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She thought he might join her outside but his grip around her waist tightened. He kissed the back of her neck and breathed into her ear, “No. I’ve waited long enough,”

  With ease Cage lifted her up from behind and carried her into the house. When they were inside he set her down and turned her to face him. He stared into her eyes, moving his hands from her waist to the bottom of her dress. He lifted the fabric until her bare ass was exposed. Cupping her tender cheeks, he squeezed.

  Autumn smiled and tangled her fingers in his hair. Cage leaned in, kissing her. It was passionate, hungry. Even though they had just eaten she knew he was craving something more. His kisses moved to her cheeks and then her chin. As she tilted her head back he trailed them down her neck.

  Each kiss was intoxicating. Her skin began to melt underneath them. His hands alternated squeezing her round, ample cheeks before he moved them back to the fabric of her dress. In one fluid motion he lifted the delicate fabric up and over her head. He tossed it over his shoulder, letting it fall to the floor. Then he wrapped his arms around her naked body, pulling her to him.

  His kisses intensified as they came into contact with her shoulders. He moved from one shoulder to the other. She almost felt like she were wearing an imaginary necklace of Cages’ kisses. From her shoulders he moved to her breasts. He rubbed his face against them, tugging at the nipples with his mouth.

  Autumn moaned and leaned back. Cage gathered her in his arms and lifted her up and over his shoulder. For a second Autumn worried he might strain himself but he didn’t seem to have any problems carrying her to the bedroom. She still remembered the first time they’d stayed here. How the bedroom had been lit by candles with rose petals everywhere. There weren’t any candles in the bedroom but there was a roaring fire and for their last night rose petals had once again been scattered around the room.

  Cage brought her to the bed, dipping her down onto the sheets before he let her go. The silk sheets and rose petals felt amazing against her skin. She couldn’t help but roll around on the bed. Cage was unbuttoning his shirt but paused to watch her.

  She stopped rolling after a few seconds, landing on her back. She noticed Cage staring at her and could see the tent in his pants. She smiled wickedly and took handfuls of the rose petals. She ran them over her body seductively, teasing him. She spread her legs and allowed the flowers to flow between them.

  Cage ripped his shirt open. Buttons popped off and fell to the floor. He threw his shirt across the room and kicked his shoes off under the bed. He didn’t take his eyes off Autumn as he reached for his belt. He undid it and then dropped his pants and briefs to the floor. He nearly jumped out of them as he leaped onto the bed.

  His impact made Autumn and the flowers bounce. Cage reached out for her, snarling with desire. He no longer wanted to wait, to play. Autumn had enjoyed her dessert. It was his turn now. He moved between her legs, kissing her cheek and then her neck. He caressed her breasts and sides before he positioned himself. Autumn was so wet that he slid into her like a glove.

  She twisted her head in ecstasy, letting out a deep moan. Cage pulled back, nearly falling out before he crashed back into her. Again a powerful moan escaped her lips as she locked her legs around his body. She didn’t know if it was the wine or the fact that this would be their last night in this bed but she felt herself taken in by every sensation.

  Cage tangled his fingers in her hair, losing himself within her. He picked up his pace and she could hear him breathing her in. She moved her hands over his back, digging her nails into him. She bucked her body against his, feeling every inch of him shift inside her, pushing her over the edge.

  It never took long with Cage. Autumn’s body twisted and clenched against his might. Her lips parted as she cried out with euphoria. Burning, intoxicating delight rippled through her body from head to toe. Unrelenting, Cage turned her on her side and lifted a leg over his shoulder. Her body graciously moved as he wanted it. He was like a musician and she was his finely tuned instrument. He knew just where to to touch her, just how much pressure to use to make such beautiful, beautiful music.

  Autumn reach out, grasping onto the sheets. She’d barely recovered from her first orgasm and he was aiming for a second. He squeezed her breasts, playing with her nipples, twisting and teasing them. He ran his hand up and down her raised leg, kissing it and gently biting it every so often.

  She cooed, swiveling her hips as he pumped back and forth. Their movements matched perfectly, like gears in a clock, and soon Autumn’s alarm was going off again. Her breath became quick as an intense orgasm took her. She cried out, “Cage...Cage...C...C...CAGE!!! Uh uh uh,”

  He watched her, felt her jutting underneath him, and smiled mischievously as he answered, “Yes...yes...Y..Y YES!”

  She gave him a sideways glance and he just smoldered down at her. Earlier she had teased him, taunted him with rose petals, and now he was pushing back in more than one way. He pulled out of her as she came down from her frenzied climax.

  He rolled onto his back, his member poised stiffly in the air covered in her juices. He put his hands behind his head and just waited. Autumn moved to sit on her knees and looked at him. He had a big grin on his face as he said, “Your turn,”

  She chuckled but climbed on top of him. She was more then willing to go on this ride. Before she could sink down on him he shook his head, “The other way,”

  Autumn obliged. At this point she was more then willing to give Cage whatever he wanted and then some. She turned around so that her back was facing him and then placed him at her entrance. She sunk down on him in reverse cowgirl and then proceeded to buck. She pumped him quick and hard.

  Cage groaned deeply and she knew she was doing a good job. She slowed all at once, sinking down on him as deep as she could. She then grinded her hips slow and hard. His groans grew intense as she heard him cry out. She could feel him stiffen and thought this might be it for him. She paused, waiting for the rush of hot liquid to fill her, but it didn’t come.

  After a moment he slapped her ass. The sound rippled through the room, “I didn’t say stop,”

  She smiled and cursed under her breath, “Stubborn bastard,” Just once Autumn would like to have him quaking with uncontrollable pleasure. She’d like to make him lose control and cum unexpectedly but, like everything, Cage was good at not giving in before he wanted.

  She moved her hips again, this time in longer strides. She lifted herself up and almost off him before slamming back down. His groans picked up again. She got about four good pumps in before he couldn’t take it anymore. He moved forward, taking her with him. He flipped them so that she was on her hands and knees and he was behind her.

  She put her head down low and he began to thrust, slowly at first as he found his positioning. He always seemed to know just where his dick needed to be. Once he found the right spot they both knew. Autumn cried out, clenching down on him as he picked up his pace. She came after only a few well placed thrusts. He didn’t slow down but kept going right on through it.

  His thrusts became quick and irregular, almost feverish as he sought out his own release. She could feel his balls smacking into her. She was still cumming when another orgasm tore through her. There wasn’t even a second between the two. It felt like one long, crippling wave of pleasure.

  Autumn’s fingers wadded up rose petals and sheets. Cage began to feel like a jack hammer drilling into her. She screamed out, burying her head into the sheets. Her orgasm was so powerful she thought she was going to burst. And then she felt it, the slow stiffening, tightening of Cages’ muscles. His body clenched around her and they became still. For a moment it was like the two were a single statue, forever locked together.

  Ca
ge roared out, his body trembled with its own intensity. She felt his hot seed spray deep within her and cooed with delight. She found herself almost breathless from pressing her face so tightly into the sheets. She turned her head to the side and as she caught her breath she felt him twitching and pulsing inside her.

  His tight grip loosened and he became gentle, soft. He trailed kisses down her back, caressing her before he pulled out. She felt cold and empty in his absence. For a moment she just stayed there, her ass in the air, her privates tingling with pleasure. When she felt his seed begin to seep out of her she moved, rolling on her side.

  Dazed with pleasure she looked for Cage and saw he had pulled himself up to the head of the bed. She went to sit beside him on her knees as he reached for a cigarette and a lighter. Cage winked at her before he put the cigarette in his mouth. Without a word Autumn leaned over him and took the cigarette. She tossed it across the room. Cage watched it fall to the floor and glared at her coldly.

  “What, aren't I enough?” said Autumn coyly.

  “More than,” said Cage, “But I like to wind down,”

  “I can wind you down,” said Autumn. She ran a finger across his chest.

  He let out a chuckle and shook his head, “You definitely cannot. If anything, you only wind me up more and more,”

  He reached for another cigarette and lit it. He took a puff and then let it flow out. Autumn looked at him with the saddest eyes she could manage. He gave her a sideways look and took two more puffs before he finally put it out. He put the lighter down and then laid back in bed.

  She guessed it was better than nothing. She smiled at him and moved to lie down next to him. Together they laid tangled in each others arms. After a minute or two Cage snapped his fingers and the fireplace went out on its own.

  Autumn yawned and soon found herself relaxed and content. This week had been a much needed respite from the dangerous perils they had survived. Her eyes closed slightly as she began to drift off to sleep but her heart was far too heavy…