The waiter guided him to his table.
His college wasn’t there yet. Two days before, they started a marketing study focused on the House Valliard’s stores that had better chances of embracing the two most popular make-up brands Arnaud managed. Darlene and Mitch were very excited.
He asked for a whiskey and relaxed.
A week before, Ashley had told him she wanted to be a mom and he couldn’t contain his joy. Every night was more special than the other because, besides sharing the pleasure of touching each other, they were trying to create a life; a wonderful new life formed by a little piece of him and a little piece of her. He couldn’t wait for Ashley to tell him she was pregnant; he wanted it so badly.
Having such a fantastic woman as Ashley wasn’t the only thing pleasant. Waking up by her side every morning, hugging her and having long, deep conversations with her was amazing.
“Caine?”
The voice behind him interrupted his thoughts. He turned around and frowned. Wow, that really was a coincidence. As the gentleman he was, he stood up.
“What a surprise, Rubinnia. It’s good to see you,” he said. “I’m waiting to have dinner with a client, but if there’s no one waiting for you, we can catch up.” He made a hand gesture towards the chair inviting her to sit down.
She laughed.
“Well, we already have dinner plans, do you remember?”
“I don’t know what you mean,” he said as he sat. “You’re leaving me in the dark.”
“Caine, I married Jean-Michelle a year ago,” she explained lovingly. It had been a long time since she’d seen his good friend. She was very pleased when her husband told her he would get into business with House Valliard and she was waiting for an opportunity to catch up with her friend. Ever since that infamous episode when an unscrupulous journalist caused the break-up between her and her previous fiancé, she hadn’t seen Caine again. She only knew he had gotten married to a beautiful red haired woman. “So he told me he wanted me to meet you. When I told him we’ve been friends for many years, he practically forced me to come,” she said with a laugh. You’ve made a great impression on him. He’s happy he closed the business deal with you and not someone else.”
He opened his eyes widely and let out a chuckle.
“I’m happy for you, Rubinnia,” Caine replied. He and Rubinnia had become friends because their parents had attended the same university and they met at one of her father's birthday party. Ever since then, they saw each other regularly; even though they weren't intimate friends, they did get along very well.
What a small world, Caine thought.
“So you’re Mrs. Arnaud now.”
She shook her head without losing her smile. She put her hand over Caine’s and squeezed it kindly.
“On a public level, I’m still Fedorova, but in private and for personal topics, yes, I’m an Arnaud. But anyway, Caine Valliard, we should see each other more often. You never introduced me to your wife. Now that we’re on the same boat, I believe it’s more than fair that you finally introduced me to the woman who took one of the most eligible bachelors out of the market.” Caine laughed. The waiter went to take their orders but both of them said they preferred to wait. “Jean-Michelle bumped into an old friend at the entrance of the restaurant, he should get here any minute.”
“Fantastic, then tell me. How is everything going with the Australian TV channels? Any interesting project in course?”
Seconds later, Jean-Michelle showed up. The evening was fabulous; they talked about a little bit of everything, including business of course. Rubinnia was going to be image of the new campaign. Caine loved the idea because his friend had a great reputation and image in the show business.
They said their goodbyes around eleven in the evening.
Caine drove home and when he opened the main door, the house was completely in darkness. There were several lit candles in a row that went up the stairs. He smiled.
Leaving the jacket on top of the couch first, he went up the stairs two at a time, following the row of the candles. The bedroom's door was closed but he opened it without knocking and the view took his breath away.
“Hi… it took you a while to get here,” Ashley said with a seductive smile as she stood up. There was a golden chair in the middle the room that seemed to be new, or at least he didn't remember seeing it before.
“I should’ve come running,” he replied huskily and then cleared his throat. “I think I’m going to have to thank Carry for having that lingerie store.”
She laughed.
Her attire was nothing but a black silk babydoll that left nothing to the imagination. He could see her generous breasts and her erect nipples through the flimsy fabric. Right in the middle of her cleavage, there were small straps inviting him to untie them just to be able to appreciate her creamy skin with no barriers.
The light irradiated by the candles created a suggestive aura around Ashley that was very erotic. As if it had been thought as an additional torture, she was wearing a black thong with dark lace, enticing him to explore her warm passage.
He inched closer to her completely hypnotized.
“Ashley…” he mumbled, reaching out to touch her hair. “You’re the best fantasy any hot-blooded man could have. Although I think you would even turn on a eunuch."
“I just want to turn on one man in particular,” she stated, palming Caine’s hard pecs just to descend towards the defined abs she had caressed so many times with her fingers, lips and tongue. “Does the offer interests you?” She asked as she unbuttoned his shirt.
Suddenly the room seemed smaller. The air was obscured and enthralling, as if someone had casted a spell upon them.
“It really does,” he answered, untying the two straps the babydoll had between her breasts. The fabric fell to the sides and he filled his hands with those beautiful breasts. His thumbs rubbed her nipples roughly and Ashley rewarded him with a groan. She did the same with her hands; sliding them over his naked skin and palming him just as he did to her curvy body. “What’s that chair for?” He inquired.
“You’ll find out when it’s time,” she responded before letting the fabric fall to the ground completely, ending up with nothing but a thong. “Now take that shirt off.” He let out a throaty laugh and did as she asked.
Without being able to contain himself any longer, Caine took Ashley by the back of her neck and pulled her towards him to kiss her. He taunted her with his tongue so she’d follow his lead and she did. Their torsos were one against each other, and Caine’s chest hair created an erotic friction. The movement generated a rough but delicious sensation.
The heat took over her body, increasing her pleasure and her need to seduce Caine. Her skin filled with Goosebumps, her nipples were so hard that hurt and her folds were wet and swollen, just waiting for Caine’s cock to caress them.
The kiss was full of affection and lust; an irresistible combination. Ashley sighed inside her husband’s mouth; the pleasure was reaching every cell of her body till the junction of her thighs. The warmth sensation she felt in her core made her arch her body against Caine. He broke the kiss just to run his lips over her cheeks, nibble on her neck gently, and lick her delicate ear. She pushed herself harder against his hard erection.
“If you keep doing this, I’m going to finish before getting inside your body, Ash,” he said while squeezing her ass tightly. He needed to feel her skin and not the damn fabric, so he ripped it off with a quick movement of his wrist. She gasped, “I don’t like having any barriers between us.”
“I guess you’ll have to buy me a new set…”
“As long as I can take it off of you as soon as possible,” he replied smugly before taking her in his arms and towards the bed. She leaned over him to give him a deep kiss.
“No, sir. I'm the one who’s in charge tonight,” she said as she slipped away from Caine. She pointed towards the chair. “Sit.”
“You’re bossy,” he answered with a devilish smile. His t
esticles were tight and his dick shook with its need to explore Ashley’s internal passage. She was such an enticing woman. “I like seeing your red curls,” he added, looking at the crease between her legs. “I want to lick you and taste you.”
“If you don’t sit down, you won’t be getting anything from me,” she expressed with determination, controlling her desire of reaching her climax with Caine’s mouth. That night was special and she wanted to let him know in a way that he would never forget.
“You only have five minutes to be in charge, Ash…” he said hoarsely. His wife looked beautiful without clothes. She didn’t need to do anything else to turn him on. Her marvelous breasts bounced lightly with each step she took and those delicious nipples called to him like honey to the bees. But what he wanted the most was to taste her essence, smelling her captivating fragrance and hearing her moan his name once he took her with his mouth.
“All right,” she said when he sat. Caine’s dick was completely erect and she smirked. “Now, open your legs,” she demanded. He arched an eyebrow at her but did as he was told. “Put your hands behind the back of the chair.”
“Ash…”
“Do it, Caine… please.”
He let out a muffled laugh.
“What do you plan to do?”
“Pleasure you, what else?” She responded before going to the room’s closet and taking out one of Caine’s tie.
He didn’t protest when Ashley wrapped it around his hands, tying them softly but firmly.
“Ash…”
“When you feel you can’t take it any longer, tell and I’ll set you free.”
“Just like that?”
“Just like that,” she said behind him, before leaning over him to kiss Caine’s neck. His skin immediately filled with goosebumps. While she kissed his neck, shoulders and back as much as the chair let her, she made sure her breasts oscillated side to side over Caine’s tied hands.
“Ash…”
“Just enjoy…”
“I want to touch you.”
“Not yet, love,” she stood up and walked slowly until she was in front of him. “I love your body, every inch of you.”
“I want to taste yours.”
Ashley felt powerful and smiled.
“I know,” she replied before getting in her knees. Caine’s eyes were wide open when he saw Ashley slipped her tongue out to moisten her full, enticing lips.
“You’re such a tease.”
“I know that too. Now, can you do both of us a favor?” She asked, scratching Caine’s powerful thighs with her nails. She loved the effect it elicited.
“My hands are tied, what could I do?”
In reality he could easily free himself if he wanted to because the knots were soft. However, Ashley knew he would wait for her to untie him because he enjoyed having control but also losing it.
“Enjoy, no doubt,” as soon as the words were out, she leaned over him and took Caine's cock in her mouth. She heard him gasped and watched as he threw his head back, as she wrapped her tongue around his tip. Her hands slid over his strong legs while she made magic with her mouth. His cock was hard, warm and throbbing. Her fingers roamed his hips, scratched his abs but not once she stopped licking him nor sucking him.
“You´re going to kill me, Ash…”
Those words only managed to encourage her. She was so wet and aroused that she could hardly wait for Caine to possess her. With her right hand, she grabbed and pumped his dick in a rhythm varying from slow to fast, exactly as he taught her.
With her other hand, she lightly squeezed his testicles as she sucked him and slid her tongue over his length, stroking him alternately with her mouth and her hand. Caine tasted like a manly sin.
While he enjoyed Ashley’s caresses, Caine watched her intently. Every inch of his body was tense and he needed to penetrate that body he liked so much. He wanted to torture her with his mouth as she was doing to him but she had him at her mercy. When she decided to take the initiative, she really did it, and what a way to do it!
“If you don’t want me to unload in your mouth…” he warned under his breath. They were both short of breath. She groaned in approval every time he raised his hips so she could take it more and more deeply.
“I want to,” she replied before sucking him harder and feeling Caine vibrating against her tongue. She took him completely, every drop of his essence, until she felt him relaxed between her lips. When she stepped aside and watched him with his eyes close, enjoying the sweet fall, she untied him. Then, she straddled him and hugged him. “Caine…” she whispered kissing him softly and giving him a taste of his own essence mixed with the flavor of her lips. He responded to the kiss with languor and tenderness.
He sighed, opened his eyes slowly and smiled.
“You’re killing me,” he confessed. Then, without waiting for anything else, he took her in his arms and walked with her to the bed. He left her in the center before lying on top of her hot body and kissing her passionately. “I love and adore you,” he said as he ran his hands over every curve and kissing every inch. She felt him getting hard against her hip. “I need to be inside you,” he said before plunging into Ashley with force.
They established a comfortable, passionate and unruly rhythm. She surrounded him with her legs so he could penetrate her more deeply. He intertwined his fingers with hers and placed them next to her head full of red curls, while he moved in and out of her warm canal.
As he rocked against her vigorously, he also devoured her with his lips, kissing her blushed cheeks, her sensitive neck, and her dangling breasts. Their gasps and moans were the soundtrack in that scene where love and passion played the biggest roles.
“Caine, I’m going to come… harder… harder…”
He did it. And when he felt Ashley’s inner walls contracting against his length, he leaned over her and bit her nipple, sucking him hard until she finally gave herself up to him with a shudder that made her feel as she could fly.
Feeling tired, satisfied and happy, Caine collapsed next to her, breathing against her neck and inhaling Ashley's sweet peach fragrance. They stayed there for a while until he gathered enough energy to pull her to his side and hugged her tightly.
***
Ashley woke up on bed alone. She looked for Caine’s warm body but couldn’t find it. She guessed he had just let her sleep a little longer, instead of waking her up to go exercise. She smiled remembering the night before; it had been perfect, except that she had forgotten to mention one tiny detail.
She let out a sigh, and then she went to the bathroom to take a quick shower before going down to have breakfast. To her surprise, Caine hadn’t left the house yet and he greeted her with a wink. Misty disappeared behind the door that left to the kitchen, Caine walked to her, took her in his arms and gave her a long kiss; a kiss that left both of them dazed.
“Wow, I should start sleeping a little more if you’re going to greet me this way,” Ashley said while she took her sit by the table. “It’s nine in the morning; shouldn’t you be on your way to the office?”
“I decided to work out an extra hour today,” he replied with a smile.
“Oh?”
“It was the only way I could contain myself from making you mine again this morning. After going to sleep at nearly four in the morning, I think you deserved a break.”
She giggled.
“You’re insatiable.”
“I always want more of you,” he answered as he took a bite of his red velvet cake. Then he drank what was left of his coffee and stood up. “I have to go. Today is a day full of meetings for me.”
“You’ve barely had time to read the paper as you do each morning.”
“I’ll do it when I get to the office, love.”
“I want to talk to you today. There’s something important I need to tell you.”
“Are you preparing a surprise like you did yesterday?” He asked gruffly looking at her from head to toe.
She couldn’t he
lp but blush.
“Maybe, maybe not,” she said and giggled when Caine walked over to her and kissed her.
“I’m going to go before Misty finds us having sex on the breakfast table.”
With that, he left the house to start the day from hell he had ahead of him.
CAPITOLO
9
It wasn’t until eleven in the morning when Caine finally had a break. He had just signed a document to authorize a 5% to the Christmas bonus for all his employees.
He relaxed against the back of his seat. The next meeting was with the technology team. They needed to improve the website to speed up the internet orders from Asia.
“Rannia,” his assistant had finally come back from her vacations and he was calling her through the intercom, “I need you to bring the digital traffic reports that the head of the technology department sent us.”
“I’ll be right there… eh, Mr. Valliard, is everything in order?”
He frowned.
“Yes, why?”
“I’m heading to your office,” she offered.
Seconds later, the proficient assistant entered the room with a worried expression. She had the reports on one hand and the newspaper in the other. She liked when Caine was in a good mood but she didn’t understand why he was behaving like that when there were no reason for it. Sheyla was trying to undermine the crisis and she asked her to talk to Caine. But when she told Sheyla that her boss was in a good mood, the woman told her to take the papers to him until she could go to his office to discuss the details of their strategy.
“Mr. Valliard, have you read the papers yet?”
She left the papers on the desk.
“I haven’t even had time to breathe, you know that. Leave them over here and I’ll read them before my next meeting. Thank you; that will be all.”
Rannia didn’t move.
“What’s wrong?” Caine asked raising his eyes from the documents in front of him.
“I think you should read the newspapers… well, one in particular.”
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