by Maren Smith
I had experienced half a dozen lovers, but none of them had stuck around long enough to pleasure me or fulfill my needs in any way. He kissed my inner thigh, licking a long line toward the center of my pussy, and then flicked his tongue upward and against my clit. I breathed out a low moan. He slid two fingers into my wetness, and moved them in and out while he laved his tongue on my most private parts. I ground my ass into the chair and hissed at the unexpected spark of pain that lit my nerves. He created some magic pattern with his tongue and fingers, and I arched upward, painfully aware of how sensitive my ass and thighs were. Kade pushed on my shoulders until I sat again. I hissed again. He pulled back to catch my gaze.
“Are you enjoying your reward, Caitlyn?”
Don’t stop. Please, please don’t stop. I panted in between the thoughts, unable to put it all into words.
“Oh, so now you want me to read your thoughts? You are a naughty little thing,” he slapped his palm against my mound and I whimpered pitifully. Kade caught my hot little button in his mouth again, and I grabbed the back of his head. “Easy, love, or you’ll give me a bald spot.”
I eased up on my grip, and he returned his focus. Kade reduced me to a horny, whimpering mess, and he knew it. I relaxed deeper, as the combination of his mouth and hands brought me closer to climax. His pinky finger tapped across my back opening once before sliding just inside the tightest ring on my body. I came hard.
“Kade! Oh, my freaking God!” I screamed and hit peak after peak. My body released tension I’d held inside of me for so long until every muscle relaxed.
“We’re not done yet.”
Lifting me up into his arms, Kade pressed me against his chest and carried me upstairs. We turned up the hallway until we reached his room. The bed appeared underneath me and I sighed as the mattress cradled me perfectly. “What else do you have in mind?”
“I think it’s more what you had in mind. I’ll be right back. Don’t move,” he chuckled as if I could disobey him or do anything other than float in my head.
I enjoyed the quiet bliss, strewn across his bed, while I came down from the most amazing endorphin cloud. Kade returned a few minutes later. He climbed on top of me and then cupped my cheek.
“Are you all right, Caity-bug?”
“Well, I’ve never had anybody do what you did to me.” I nuzzled against his cheek. “I’d say I’m more than all right.”
“Hm. Do you still want to act out some of those wicked fantasies of yours?”
“I think so,” I exhaled sharply. “It’s just I’m not used to anyone giving me this much attention.” Apprehension filled me. Why did my insecurities choose now to show up?
“There is nothing I want more than to give you one incredible climax after another, but if you’re having doubts, sweetheart, then I want to hear them.”
“I don’t do this sort of thing a lot, like really at all.”
“Well, you ought to get used to it then. I’d love to be the first to rain down attention on you, if you’ll let me.”
“Yes, but I have a question,” I sucked in a breath. “After we take down Antonio where does it leave us?”
“I’m not sure how to take out the slime ball currently spreading his reach out across the city, but it’s not your concern. I’ve got some plans in place, with the help of some friends, and he won’t be on top on anymore. To your point, I’m not honestly sure what the future holds for us. I’m not a psychic, but I’d like to continue our relationship. I don’t date much, and I’ve never really made time for anyone in my life. You sort of just dropped in, Caity-bug.”
“Well, I sort of passed out,” I smiled. “I was awfully lucky you were there that night, and I’d also like to see where we go from here, but honestly I’m a bit scared. I don’t open up very easily, and I’ve shared things with you that I’ve never told anyone.”
“I’m lucky I was there, sweetheart. The thought of something happening to you bothers me. If you want to pause this until we have a moment to process, we can.”
“Nah-no. I don’t want to put this on pause. Life is too fucking short.”
“Well, then, I won’t argue with you, but if you want me to stop, just tell me.”
Kade rolled on a condom and edged my thighs open. He smirked and slipped a finger into my wetness, and then another. I moaned and raked my nails down over his back. He slipped his digits out and replaced them with his cock. He filled me up in a way I hadn’t experienced before, like his dick was meant to fit perfectly into my pussy. I gasped as he pumped in and out of my heated core. I wasn’t used to this. I wasn’t used to sex feeling this good. His muscles rippled as he increased his speed. I loved the way Kade handled me. He kissed my neck and moved down my body finding hidden sweet spots along my body, ones like the tiny space between my hip and mound which forced a giggle from my lips. Another spot above my navel. Another sexy spot along my inner thigh. He licked and sucked all of them until I was a melted puddle of bliss again.
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned loudly. “Please, Daddy. Harder.” Heat flushed my face from the utter naughtiness of my demand.
Kade responded by biting down on my right breast and rolling my nipple around in his hot mouth. “Is that what you want, little girl? Do you want Daddy to fuck you so hard you scream?” I blushed from the utter naughtiness of my demand.
“Is that what you want, little girl? Do you want Daddy to fuck you so hard you scream?”
“Yes, please, Daddy.”
“Hang on tight.” He raised one of my legs and wrapped it behind him, giving into my pleas.
He took me faster, harder, just like I’d begged for. In and out, he pumped, upping the intensity until I matched his rhythm. Faster. Please. Harder. Kade pulled out of my pussy, then tugged me up to my knees, and turned me around. He entered me from behind, and I slapped my hands down on the wooden headboard. The reverberation from my super strength cracked a huge line down the middle of it. “Oh no!”
“Don’t worry about it, Cate. Focus on what I’m doing to you, but for fuck’s sake, don’t smack me, okay?”
I snorted, nearly crying from laughter and breathless. Kade separated us while I wiped at my eyes. Two slaps stung each side of my ass and brought me back to the moment.
“Okay, okay.” I held my hands up over my head. “I won’t touch you or your bed again.”
He flipped me onto my back and straddled my hips. “I want you to touch me and my bed.”
Oh no, oh no.
I sobered immediately and read into the deeper meaning of his statement while in the middle of the most amazing sex ever. He wanted me to touch him. He wasn’t afraid of my powers. He accepted me.
Breathe, Cate.
Kisses, sweet little pecks landed on my upper thighs, over my hips, up toward my navel. I linked my arms around his neck. “But what if I hurt you?”
“I’m tougher than I look,” he boasted. “Let’s get back to what we were doing.”
I nodded and he entered me again. We faced one another, him straddled on top, and he locked those yummy blue eyes on mine. I licked across his lips.
“Please make me come, Daddy. I’ll behave.”
“What if I want you to be naughty?” Kade wrapped one hand around my throat and squeezed.
“Oh,” I gasped from the pressure. “Wha-what do you mean?”
“Will you listen?” He traced a circle on my neck with his thumb. “If I tell you to be a naughty vixen in my bed and a sweet little princess out of it, will you do as I’ve said?”
“If I listen isn’t that technically being good?” Kade tightened his grip. He wasn’t playing, and it turned me on even more. “Ye-yes, Daddy. I’ll listen. I’ll be naughty in your bed and sweet everywhere else.”
“Good girl.” He growled and bit down on my bottom lip as he increased the speed of his hips. I writhed under him, but his hand stayed locked on my throat. “I’m going to make you come so hard.”
The combination of the pressure and his command forced me to climax. I
screamed until stars danced behind my eyes. Kade thrust one more time and reached his own peak. We crashed down into the mattress, and I looked over at him. He brushed a lock of my hair out of my eyes and kissed my shoulder.
“I’ve never done anything like what we just did before.”
“What, Caity-bug?” Kade chuckled. He seemed equally confused about whatever I’d attempted to convey via my words.
“That was fucking incredible and we need to make it happen again. And again,” I laughed. “And again.”
“I agree. It’s fun to pull those sexy sounds from in between your lips.” He stroked a knuckle down my cheek. “Do you promise to stay here?”
“Yes.” I snuggled against him. “I’ll stay here with you until everything is settled.”
“Hm, you’re clever. You’ll stay here until I tell you everything has settled. Just because you believe an imminent threat to be cleared, doesn’t mean things are safe.”
“Ugh, whatever you say, Bossy-pants.” I shifted slightly and pulled the sheets up. “I’m not as clever as you think I am.”
“You’re more clever than I initially gave you credit for. Don’t worry I won’t underestimate you again.” Kade got out of his bed. “I’ll be back in a little bit. I have a few things to wrap up. Sweet dreams, Caity-bug.”
“Sweet dreams. Good-night.” I rolled over to my side and watched him exit the bedroom. He complicated my life in ways I hadn’t imagined, but this time I wasn’t going to bounce off. No, I was falling hard for Kade Foster, but I’d be damned to know what happened when I landed.
Chapter 8
Kade
Two weeks later…
Caitlyn argued for the past twenty minutes about how she no longer wanted to remain at my house. She pointed out how ridiculous the reasoning was, and how she couldn’t just stay here. Most people would have jumped at the chance to lounge around and do nothing else. No outside responsibilities. No bills. She pushed all of my buttons on a normal day but throughout our conversation she had tweaked all of them in one glorious rebuttal.
“We agreed on my position over a week ago.” I held up a hand. “Didn’t we?”
“I think the only position we agreed on was the one where I was bent at the waist–”
“Caitlyn,” I growled. “Those pretty pink lips are about to get you into trouble.”
“Well, Daddy, I thought you didn’t purposefully read my thoughts.” She jutted out a hip and placed her hand on it. “You loved all the positions you put me in, but it doesn’t mean I necessarily agreed with your ruling. I’m also not sure how telling you how I feel will get me into trouble.” She tapped a finger against her cheek. “Didn’t you say how you wanted me to voice my opinions?”
“You’re not winning any points with your attitude, love, so you had better drop it.” I waited for her hand to return to her side as well and motioned for her to do so. “I care about your opinion on most things, but not when it comes to Antonio and this situation. I don’t want you wrapped up in this drama. Antonio is an awful human being.”
“Can we please come up with another plan of action? I’ll go crazy if I’m cooped up in here like a caged bird! Please, Kade? I need to get out.”
“You’ve got twenty-five hundred square feet of freedom, Caity-bug. I’m not trying to make you go crazy, but I swear it’s safer than the alternatives.”
“What are the alternatives?”
“Kidnapped and bound by goons? There’s one, or having those goons kill you. Do either of those options sounds particularly appealing to you?”
“No, but you’re not taking into consideration my strength. I’m stronger than I was the last time Antonio crossed my path. I can cause him and his men serious pain,” she flexed her arms. “Look how ripped my guns are.”
“As awful as Antonio is, do you think breaking his bones would make you feel better? Think about it for a moment. Would hurting Antonio satisfy your revenge?”
“No, I don’t want revenge, and I’m not seeking it.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “I appreciate what you’re doing. I really do, but I’ve got to get back to some semblance of normalcy.”
“If you truly feel this way, then what was all the talk about us getting together once this situation with Antonio is dealt with?” I pinched the bridge of my nose, and then returned my focus to her. “Hm?”
“No fair throwing words I mentioned in post coital bliss back at me.” She stomped her foot. “I’m not even talking about me and you. I’m talking about being in the city and having a life.”
“Do you need a time out, Caity-bug? You’re certainly acting like you need a reminder of who’s in charge here.”
“Are you gonna spank me too?”
“Yeah, if that’s the only way you’ll listen.” I grabbed her around the waist, lifting her up and off her feet. She kicked my shin, one swift and solid blow, and the pain dropped me to my damn knees. I barely managed to prevent her from hitting the floor, and she landed backwards over my left arm. I let her down to the floor gently.
“I’m so sorry.” Caitlyn wrapped her arms around my waist. “I wasn’t trying to hurt you. Please, don’t be mad.”
“I know you didn’t mean to hurt me, but you cannot choose when and if you listen to what I tell you.” I pushed out of her arms and got up. “If you honestly picture some sort of future with me, then you need to be more mindful.” I rubbed the tender spot on my shin. She worried her lower lip in between her teeth. “You’re going to sit right here.” I tapped the floor with my right foot. “You’ll think long and hard about your actions.” I scoured the room for a notepad and pen and then returned to her side.
“Am I going to write a letter to Antonio and ask him politely to leave our city alone?”
“Oh, you must be wearing your smarty-pants pants today.” I clucked my tongue. “No, little girl. You’re going to write three hundred and fifty times, one sentence per line, I will not use my super strength on Daddy. Understood?”
“Yes, I understand.” Her eyes widened, but she nodded in agreement. “I really didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“No matter your intention, it was still painful.” I leaned down and kissed her forehead. “I’ve got a few phone calls to make, and then I’ll come back and see where you’re at.”
“This is still overwhelming. It’s way too much for me to process.” Caitlyn sniffled. “I’m not used to anyone being concerned about me or caring about me at all.”
“Well, sweetheart, you’re going to figure it out sooner or later. Hopefully, it will start to sink in without a burning tail, though it seems the best way to get through to you. I care, and I’m not going to abandon you. We’re in this together, Caitlyn. Trust me enough to believe my words, and if you can’t do that yet, then at least believe my actions.” I kissed each of her cheeks and then patted her head. “I’ll be back in half an hour.”
As I reached the doorway, she muttered under breath, “I’m sorry, Kade.” My heart soared from her declaration and somehow reminded me just how far she’d come in a short time.
I wasn’t used to having another person in my home, my sister had moved out a few years after our parents died, and yet this arrangement felt fucking perfect. No matter what happened with Antonio and his insane family, the two of us were meant to be in each other’s lives. Navigating our relationship would be easy compared to cleaning up the current messes around us. We’d figure it out.
Caitlyn
My stupid hand ached from all of the writing. Even on my longest days at the restaurant, my wrist didn’t cramp like this. Who did Kade think he was making me write lines like I was back in elementary school or some shit? Weirder still, I sat here like the obedient student and obeyed. There was nothing to keep me in his house, even his threats weren’t scary anymore, but I wanted to listen. He had my best interests at heart, I was sure of it.
Why the hell had I gotten involved out in Devil’s Park? If I had minded my own damn business, I wouldn’t be sitting crisscross apple
sauce on the hardwood floor of the most luxurious townhome in all of the city. Or at least it felt like luxury. If I stayed on the sidewalk and high-tailed it back to my car, I wouldn’t be following Kade’s commands. I’d have never met him.
Fuck. I could have broken his leg earlier. What had set me off? The knowledge of what I’d needed.
Double fuck. His attention I sought and earned, but I’d foolishly believed this mess would be sorted out within a week and instead it had been just over two. Two weeks of living in the coziest home ever, with a man I’d already developed feelings for. My heart fluttered. I gritted my teeth hating the sensation, but it was no use. Kade had me hook, line, and fucking sinker. It pissed me off.
“Fuck it all!”
My internal commentary broadcasted like an evening newscast. I counted my lines and strained to hear where Kade was at in the house. He wouldn’t invade my privacy unless I placed myself in danger, but if he caught any of my ramblings it might give him a picture of things I wasn’t ready to share. Three hundred down. Fifty to go.
“Stupid freaking idiotic task.” I rotated my wrists inward. Footsteps sounded down the stairs and I returned to writing lines.
“Are you ready to get into details yet, Caity-bug?” Kade stepped to my legs and motioned for the notebook.
“No.” I handed it up to him.
“I’m quite surprised.” He took my hands in one of his, pulled me into a standing position and then let go of me. “Your handwriting is beautiful. but your attitude is not. Bend over the couch.”
I scowled, but resigned to do what had been requested since my body language clearly showed my emotions even if I forced my brain to repeat early nineties music ad nauseum to further hide any stray thoughts. His palm danced across each of my bottom cheeks. Hard. Fast. Harder. I coughed as I failed to hold back tears. Two well-placed smacks struck the top of my thighs, and then Kade sank down into the cushions. He opened his arms, and I climbed into his lap.