by Anara Bella
She just needed one thing cleared up. “What exactly are you asking me to say yes to?”
“To moving in with me. I know it’s too soon for more than that, but I’m in this for the long haul. Marriage, kids, everything. This is just the first step in the right direction.”
She searched his eyes and found nothing residing there but hope, love and determination. She suspected hers looked the same because there was no way she was going to let this chance pass her by. “In that case, yes.”
He let out a whoop and picked her up in his muscular arms, twirling her in a wide circle before scooping her up and heading straight to the back of the cottage.
“Where are you taking me?”
“To bed.”
She grinned. “That’s awfully presumptuous of you, don’t you think?”
His wicked leer spoke volumes. “It’s been a very long four weeks and I’ve missed you. Besides, I can’t think of a better way to celebrate, can you?”
Cain’s unbridled joy was contagious and she laughed. For the first time since she could remember, she felt light and free. “Nope, I can’t.” She threw her arms around his neck. “I’m all yours.”
“Hot damn. You are. Finally.”
The doorway on the right led to the master bedroom. Once through it, he headed straight for the bed. But instead of setting her on the mattress, he let her feet drop to the floor in a slow, sensuous slide that let her feel every inch of his body on the way down.
She shivered at the delicious contact and leaned in to nibble at the base of his strong neck. “I guess this means you’re mine too.”
“Always have been.” His hands slid down her back, stopping when they’d reached her buttocks. He pulled her closer into him. “Always will be.”
The thrill of those words was like nothing she’d ever felt before, and she choked down the tears that threatened to overwhelm her. She was not going to cry, damn it. “Well then, I guess you’d better get busy proving it.”
“I guess I’d better.”
His large hand slid down her hip to her knee, pulling her leg up around his waist until her hot center came in contact with his hard length. Even through their clothing she felt the raging heat and power pulsing through his erection. It felt so wonderful to be this way with him again, she couldn’t resist grinding into him.
A delicious shiver of anticipation lit up every fiber of her being, causing her to revel in the sheer magic of it. “God, I’ve missed you Cain. I thought I was going on with my life, but all these years I’ve been empty without you. Nothing but a shell.”
“Me too.”
He took her mouth in a fierce kiss, devouring her lips, eating at her as if trying to take her into his body. And she was right there with him, equally desperate to have him inside her, to become a part of him.
The kiss reaffirmed everything they’d ever meant to each other, before and now, and she never wanted it to stop. Sighs turned into whimpers, whimpers into moans that then drew out into something raw, and deep, and earthy. God, he did things to her no other man ever had.
She suddenly wanted to do something for Cain she hadn’t done in ten years. Something she’d always loved doing for him in the past, but had held back from doing until now.
She broke the kiss with more than a little reluctance, but her desire to do this for him won out. Her sultry gaze captured his while, with deliberate movements, she lowered her leg, and slowly dropped to her knees.
Cain froze, not even seeming to breathe, as if he feared he might break some nebulous spell she was under. Little did he know there wasn’t much that could stop her now, she was too focused on her goal. She needed to do this, was desperate to do it.
She broke eye contact, but only so she could see what she was doing. She almost felt his eyes boring into her as, with shaking fingers, she unzipped his jeans, and pushed the denim past his hips.
A deep sigh of pleasure escaped her lips as she released his hard cock from the confines of his boxer-briefs. His harsh, indrawn breath told her just how much he liked having her hands there.
Thea smiled. If he liked that, he was going to love this. She teased his shaft with playful licks, growing bolder with each pass of her tongue, until a groan of ecstasy that was pure heaven to her ears wrenched from his throat. She loved knowing he enjoyed what she was doing to him, loved knowing she had that kind of power over him. Just as he did over her.
Rolling her tongue over him, she built the anticipation, drawing it out for as long as she could. When she sensed he was strung tight as a bow, she flicked her tongue across his weeping slit, tasting the salty goodness of his essence.
Cain’s ferocious growl sounded low and deep in his throat, the sexy rasp of it setting her insides on fire, making her core weep in anticipation of being possessed.
She ran her tongue along the sensitive rim of his cockhead one more time before taking the mushroom tip fully into her hot mouth, lapping and sucking, working his velvety-steel flesh, loving the hard feel of him in her hands and mouth.
She took in as much of him as she could, wanting to take more but her gag reflex kicked in and she had to stop. Forcing herself to relax, she breathed through her body’s instinctive reaction until she overcame it and he was nudging the back of her throat. Her moan of satisfaction vibrated through her. She needed to feel him this way. Needed to remember his taste, how it felt to do this for him. To remember how she affected him.
Her mouth worked his cock as her fingers worked his sac, and she savored the contrasting texture of steely shaft with soft flesh. When she fingered the area just behind his balls, his hands fisted in her hair, and she knew he was close.
Cain growled, surging into her mouth, pumping several times. He was so close now. But then he suddenly pulled out.
At her cry of dismay, he choked out a plea. “Give me a minute.”
“Why?”
“Because I want this to last a lot longer than a quickie.”
With lazy relish, she lovingly ran her tongue across the tip of his cock as if licking her favorite flavor of lollipop, and grinned at his growl of warning. “I happen to be fond of quickies. At least when they’re with you.”
He jerked her off her knees. “You have too many clothes on.”
He was so right. “We both do.”
They raced to remove clothing, shirts and pants flying in every direction, littering the floor all around them. Cain finished first, watching her with hungry, penetrating eyes as she removed her bra and let the lacy lingerie drop off her fingertips. As he took her in, his black pupils swallowed the sharp gray of his irises.
But she wasn’t done teasing him. She skimmed her knuckles along his hard-as-iron cock, causing it to pulse against her eager fingers as she drank in the sight of his broad, naked chest and strong arms. Her gaze lit upon the tribal tattoo encircling his upper arm, reminding her again he’d never had it removed or altered to blot out her name.
A ferocious feeling of possession washed over her. In that moment, she wanted nothing more than to give herself to him body and soul, so she reached up and cupped her breasts, literally offering them to him. Her body arched toward him, the hard points of her nipples begging for his mouth.
Cain fell upon the unspoken invitation, taking each mound into his hands, plumping and squeezing before leaning in and taking her right nipple into his mouth. Working her up with tongue and lips, he kissed and sucked first one then the other until she almost came just from his mouth on her breasts.
When he stopped, she whimpered at the loss, and he placed a sweet kiss upon her lips, brushing them with whisper soft swipes of his lips and tongue before hugging her close to his body. One arm circled her waist while the other cupped her ass, gentle fingers teasing her by reaching close to, but not quite, touching her folds from behind.
Thea melted into him, soft breasts pressed against hard chest, his erection nestled against her mound. Being together like this, naked, flesh to flesh, was a perfect moment in time she never wanted t
o end.
After a few moments she felt him kiss her hair, then he scooped her up and laid her on the mattress, covering her with his strong body.
With hands and lips and tongue, he worshipped every inch of her body, working her up into a frenzy of need until she thought she couldn’t take anymore. And still he continued.
She gasped and whimpered with fierce need. “Now, Cain. Please.”
He kissed her with deep thoroughness before pulling away to don a condom with shaking fingers. When he came back to her, he ran his hands over her body again. And again. “I can’t get enough of touching you, Thea. A part of me doesn’t really believe you’re here.”
She grabbed his face and looked deep into his eyes. “I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.”
Without breaking eye contact, he rubbed his nose against hers. “I’m not going anywhere either.”
She felt the thrill of his words sink deep into her bones, while with the utmost tenderness, he kissed her eyes closed. She wasn’t sure why, but for the first time she believed it, and the joy of it was a visceral thing causing her insides to shake, with relief? Happiness? She wasn’t sure which, but it didn’t matter. Cain was home for good.
Feeling lighthearted and playful, she lightened the mood by wriggling beneath his hard body. “I thought you were going to make up for the last few weeks. I have some body parts that are feeling decidedly neglected right now.”
Cain chuckled, and took her lead. “Guess I’d better get to it then.”
He reached down and slicked his fingers through her slippery folds, teasing her clit and fingering her core until she was squirming with need.
“There’s something else that’s been neglected.”
She couldn’t imagine what. “There is?”
He glided his fingers down, then stopped, teasing her virgin rosette for a long, tantalizing moment, while she wondered what he was going to do.
“One of these days I want to possess every part of you, Thea. Even your perfect little ass.”
She shivered at the taboo suggestion, both titillated and unsure of how she felt about the idea. It had never interested her with anyone else, but with Cain, she was more than a little intrigued. Still… “I don’t know. Maybe.”
He kissed her with so much tenderness it almost brought tears to her eyes. “Take all the time you need to think about it. We’ll only try it if you want it too.”
She nodded. “I can live with that.”
And so could he, as long as it took. Cain knew she’d come around eventually. Thea was nothing if not adventurous, always matching him every step of the way when it came to sex. This would be no different.
He tongued her nipples and then nibbled his way to her pussy. His mouth and tongue teasing her clit with light flicks while his fingers worked in and out of her tight, slick core. When he was sure she was teetering on the edge of coming, he moved his fingers from her slick channel and circled her tight little rosette, once, twice, three times. Then, intent on showing her what she was missing, he sucked hard on her clit at the very moment he inserted the tip of his baby finger into her ass.
She tensed, her breath froze. For an instant he wondered what she’d do. But the moment passed and she relaxed into the unfamiliar invasion, quickly getting back into the rhythm his tongue set. Before long, she crashed over the top with a beautiful scream of release.
But he didn’t let up. He rode it out, kept working her flesh, extending her orgasm as long as he could, holding back from taking her. When he couldn’t stand it any longer, he hooked her legs over his shoulders and plunged his cock into her with a deep, primal possession. Riding the crest of her second orgasm. Pounding into her as if by doing so he branded her as his. Chaining them together so they’d never be apart again.
Chapter Fifteen
Enjoying its hard pebbled texture, Cain finger-painted lazy circles around Thea’s right nipple.
She peeped her eyes open. “You do realize I’m too wrung out for another round.”
Cain chuckled, knowing just how wrong she was. “We’ll see.”
She turned her head and nuzzled his biceps, giving it a lazy nip. “You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?”
He pinched her nipple and she groaned. “Far from it.”
“I think you are.” Her fingers found their way around his already semi-hard cock, fisting it until he was fully hard again. “Two can play at that game, you know.”
“It happens to be my favorite game.”
She grinned. “Mine too.” Her thumb swept across the sensitive tip. “I never could resist you, or deny you anything.”
Cain looked askance at her. “You could have fooled me.”
“No, it’s true. It’s the reason I freaked when I first saw you and you told me you were back to stay. I panicked. Deep down I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist you for long. I was so right.”
He chuckled. “You have no idea how much I was counting on our chemistry to help me win you back. With how stubborn you are, I knew I’d need all the help I could get.”
She tweaked his nipple. “And you weren’t above playing dirty, were you?”
He yelped. “I wasn’t above anything if it meant getting you back. I wasn’t kidding when I said I came back for you.”
He placed a lingering kiss on her forehead. “I’m sorry for all the hurt I caused you by leaving the way I did. And I’m sorry for putting my own needs above yours.”
“I forgive you.” She shrugged. “You needed to see the world and I needed to stay here in Forsythia Falls and help my dad with the bar. Besides, we were way too young to settle down back then. Your leaving gave us both a chance to grow up.”
Cain’s deep sigh was filled with regret, but he smiled down at her. “I don’t deserve you.”
“That’s very true. But you have me anyway.”
“I love you.”
She didn’t even hesitate. “I love you too.”
He squeezed her tight. “I never thought I’d hear you say those words again.”
“I never thought I’d say them again. Never thought I’d trust you again, or let you back into my heart. But you know the old saying, never say never.” She shook her head. “I should have known better. No matter how much I denied it to myself, the moment I saw you again, my heart was rebound with yours as if the past ten years had never happened. Maybe love is better the second time around.”
He rolled her beneath him and kissed her hard, gradually gentling the kiss to a slow seductive rhythm until they were both worked up and panting.
“I’ll spend the rest of my life proving it to you.”
She grinned up at him, full of mischief. “I like the sound of that. It has real possibilities.”
His fingers found her already wet folds and started working their magic. “You have no idea.”
She gasped and started to move in counterpoint to his fingers. “Oh, I think maybe I do.”
And she really did. Because the possibilities between them were endless.
Remembering something, she stayed his hand. “Hold on.”
She slipped out from under him and scooted out of the bedroom.
Perplexed, and more than a little curious, Cain settled on his side and rested his head on his hand. “Where do you think you’re going?”
Her voice drifted back to him. “You’ll see.”
Before he could figure out what she was up to, she came back into the bedroom with the blindfold he’d used on her just hours before swinging between her fingers.
His gut clenched in anticipation. “What are you planning to do with that?”
She snapped the strap on the blindfold and suggestively waggled her eyebrows. “I have big plans for this thing. And for you.”
She knelt on the bed beside him with a wicked smile plastered on her face that set his insides on fire.
“You weren’t planning on putting that on yourself, were you?”
She shook her head. “Nope.”
“This is paybac
k, isn’t it?”
She nodded once. “Yup.”
He sighed in resignation and nodded solemnly. “Okay. Do your worst. I can take it.”
“And you will.”
She covered his eyes, setting the blindfold in place.
Enveloped in complete darkness, Cain couldn’t see a thing, but he felt the heat from her body, her hands skimming his stomach, the kisses she rained on his face.
“Lie back and relax.”
He did as she asked without question, but he couldn’t stop himself from reaching out for her time and again.
She grasped his hands at the wrist and raised them above his head, manipulating his fingers until they clasped the headboard. The feel of her tight nipples grazing his chest made his mouth water. “Now don’t let go.” He felt her straddle his hips. “I have to admit I like you all subservient like this.”
He growled. “Don’t get used to it.”
She teased his hard cock with a playful lick across the engorged head. “And what if I do?”
Taking his length into her mouth, she sucked him down deep until he thought he’d go mad from the pleasure. “Then again, maybe I could grow to like this after all.”
She pulled back until he popped out of her mouth. “You’d better try because I’m just getting started.”
Her fingers lovingly cupped his balls before she sucked one into her hot mouth.
“Oh God.” He valiantly fought the urge to let go and plow his hands into her hair.
She must have noticed his struggle because the exquisite torture stopped. He could almost hear the smile in her voice when she whispered into his ear.
“Hang on tight, big boy. Because if you let go, next time I’ll use ropes.”
About the Author
By day Anara is a mild-mannered writer pounding out stories on her trusty keyboard. But by night she’s the Domestic Avenger, ready to take on any and all evil that gets in her way. Okay, so the evils in question are only despicable dust bunnies and dastardly dirty dishes but they are evil. And diabolically prolific too.