by K Harris
“I was an asshole Dez.”
“Was?”
“Have I done anything to you since you have been back?”
“Not necessarily, but some hurt never goes away.”
“So, are you saying that there is nothing that I can do to make it up to you?”
“Cage, I can’t do this with you.” I adamantly shook my head and folded my arms across my chest in defiance.
“You left the last time that we were together and the time before that.”
“When I woke up after that night of whatever the hell that was, I had to get the hell out of there. It never should have happened. The time after that either but telling you no is harder than it sounds.” I spoke honestly and a thought occurred to me. “How did you get the key anyway?”
“That’s not important.”
“In retrospect, I should be grateful that it was you and not some random dude with everything that happened that night. Shit, I have never sucked dick before in my life, a strangers dick damn sure wouldn’t have been the best decision.”
“I would hope that wasn’t a goal of yours.”
“Funny,” I rolled my eyes at him.
“Destiny, I didn’t realize that you were not quite in your right mind until you let it be known how much you hated me. By then the wheels were in motion. When you started to suck my dick, all logic fled the scene. Now looking back, I should have used a bit more restraint but what’s done is done. I can’t say that I regret it because I don’t. That was my chance to be with you again and I enjoyed every damn bit of it.” The mouth full that he just unloaded left me speechless, I had no words to come back with.
“So, you gave me your oral virginity huh?”
“Cage, I am very uncomfortable right now.”
“That is never my intention, to make you uncomfortable.”
“What are your intentions?” I leaned against the front of the desk, put my phone down on top, and waited. He gave me a slow perusal from head to toe, lingering a little longer in certain areas.
“I don’t know if you are ready for my true intentions.”
“Try me,” I countered.
“Take off your panties,” Cage demanded with a straight face while he removed his jacket. “The fuck’em dress too,” he gestured towards the form-fitted dress that I was rocking.
“What? You’re kidding right?”
“Nah, I’m dead ass serious.”
“Silence.”
“Don’t make me repeat myself, Destiny. Get undressed or I will undress you myself.”
“Fucking is not the answer to everything Cage.”
“Silence.” He didn’t reply with words, but a look said it all, I was on a timer. “Leave the heels on.” I gathered the bottom of the dress into my hands and lifted it over my head, ever so thankful I chose the strappy elastic material. The predatory look on his face gave me false bravado to remove the thong I wore in slow motion and throwing them at his face. He caught them with ease and tucked them into his pocket.
“What now?”
“Walk to the other side of the desk and assume the position with your hands flat on top.” No matter how much I wanted to argue with him, my body’s need to obey his every command won out. His appreciative grunt of my exposed assets gave me more confidence than what I truly held. Just the thought of him loving the sway of my hips made me feel sexier than ever.
Cage was one fine ass man, just mean as hell. With every step that he took in my direction, my breathing became shallower. My teapot was boiling over and I didn’t even know what he had in store for me. He told me to get undressed but that didn’t mean he was about to fuck me. His intentions could have been to give me a spanking. Why the hell did my womb clinch at the thought of being spanked by his heavy-handed ass? It was ever so clear that I was one sick cookie where Cage was concerned.
“So, have you been giving my pussy away,” he questioned from directly behind me. The calm of his voice made me shiver.
“No,” I managed to get out before a swift slap was delivered to my exposed ass cheek.
“Don’t lie to me Dez.” His strong hand rubbed my stinging flesh. “You mean to tell me that your lil boyfriend hasn’t tried to get in your panties?” One lone finger trailed down my spine starting at the base of my neck and back up again. No matter how bad I really wanted to, it wasn’t right. He deserved to know. Before I could utter a peep, he delivered another two strikes against each cheek and demanded that I answer.
“We only came close once,” I groaned and tried to clench my thighs, but he had other plans. Remembering the small slip up with Ethan after some heavy drinking ended when thoughts of Cage resurfaced, just as they always seem to do at the oddest times. One hand spread my cheeks while the other dipped into my valley of milk and honey. With two fingers, he explored my pussy making the juices coat the opening.
“Tell me Dez, did he make you this wet?” His voice was so low and taunting, I trembled all over. Adding another digit, I couldn’t find the right words to answer his probing questions or fingers. “Answer me, baby, did he make my pussy talk like only I can? Hmm, did she clinch for him like this? Did she cum fast upon contact like now?”
“No, no, no.” I felt like I was on the verge of tears. Before I could cum, he removed his fingers but another large reminder that he was not a person to lightly fuck with intruded my tight quarters. The shriek that I released was foreign to my ears. His penetrating was too much, I was too raw, everything was magnified tenfold. “Oh, fuck me!” I shouted and gripped the edge of the desk to brace myself for his thrusting.
“You sure you want me to fuck you? You sound like you are having trouble taking this dick.” Cage teased. “Did you say the same thing to him?”
“NO… Mmm Cage!” I moaned the last of it.
“Is that the white boy calling now?” He asked and grunted. I didn’t even hear or feel my phone vibrating against the hard surface. It didn’t take him but a minute to swoop it up and I was praying he didn’t answer. “This is Cage,” I heard clearly and bit down on my lip to tame myself from making too much noise.
“Destiny is no longer available,” was his reply to whatever was said on the other end.
“Cage,” I whisper-shouted for him to hang up my phone.
“Nah, whispering is not acceptable. Tell this muthafucka, you are no longer available.” The angle that he was hitting felt brand damn new as I called out his name with a slew of cuss words to accompany it. “Don’t keep the man in suspense baby,” he whispered in my ear. When I pried my eyes open the phone was right in my face.
“Destiny,” I heard Ethan shout, no doubt trying to be heard over the music.
“Tell him who you belong to,” Cage growled and pounded home his point.
“DAMMIT, I’mmmm…property of Cage,” I shouted and added. “Fuckin’ president of the Lincoln Black Knights MC…Ahhhh!”
“Like I said homeboy, she is no longer available.” The phone was chucked onto the desk, but he never lost stride.
Abruptly, Cage pulled out of me and spun me around to face him. Onto the desk, my ass went, and my legs were spread wide open. Unlike the times before, he didn’t slide into the hilt, he did the unimaginable. Cage’s face disappeared between my thighs instead. One minute I was shocked speechless and the next the sensitivity peaked causing my back to arch off the desk. His hands held my thighs apart as his tongue battled with my hardened clit. Why was this damned man against kissing, his mouth was deliciously driving me insane? As I boarded delirium, I came so hard black spots started to cloud my vision.
The music from down the hall suddenly sounded a lot closer than before. Through squinted eyes, I saw a lone figure standing at the doorway watching us. Dual gasps left our mouths, me from the feel of his sucking skills bringing me closer to another rapid release and the other from Candie’s yamp ass. If my eyes weren’t rolling to the back of my head, I may have smirked to say, ‘in your face.’ The face that was giving me so much pleasure called for all of my atte
ntion. As I came down from that rollercoaster high, the music was now muffled again.
“I guess whoever that was didn’t enjoy the show,” Cage mockingly stated.
“You heard that,” I panted.
“Though you are quite distracting, one of us had to be alert.”
“Why didn’t you lock the door, to begin with, Cage?”
“Just in case your lil boyfriend came looking for you, we were going to give him a show.”
“Is that what this was, putting on a show? Ethan is not my boyfriend, thank you very much. We are just friends, he knows where he stands with me. Furthermore, our peeping Tomasina was none other than your lil hoe – Candie.”
“I haven’t been with Candie since before the first time I slid between your thighs.” He slapped a heavy hand against my thigh for emphasis.
“You’re serious,” I dumbly asked, and his blank face said it all. “What now Cage? You made me declare that I belong to you and only you. That was completely embarrassing by the way. Where do we go from here?” Before I could continue rambling, he cut me off with a soul-stirring kiss. At first, I was so shocked that I didn’t kiss him back, but it quickly wore off. His lips were so soft yet firm. His kisses weren’t too wet, they had just the right amount of pressure and sensuality. To taste me on his lips intensified the flavor that was Cage.
The breath was taken from my body when Cage slid in with zero resistance from me. Readily I opened wide to fit his large body. Hooking my calves behind his back, I braced myself to feel every glorious inch of him. I didn’t miss a beat or leave too much room between us. Cage once said that he didn’t do slow and easy but every time we have been together since then he has been proving himself wrong. The moment was too intense, I couldn’t take it anymore. My emotions were getting tangled up, and my heart was getting reacquainted – this was too much.
“Mmm, Cage, please.” I wanted him to speed up and fuck me like he didn’t give a fuck even though this felt amazing. Begging him to detach himself but wanting to draw him closer. Cage was confusing me, driving me near tears. His hand rested on my neck and his thumb circled my chin. All the while he drove his hardened appendage into me repetitively, stretching me to his will. His speed was nothing like what I’m used to when dealing with him.
“Cage, please, wait…”
“Nah, take it.”
“Oh shit, Cage!”
“I know, let me back in.” He coerced and kept grinding.
“I can’t Cage.”
“Yes, you can, just open up.”
“Ooh…” I couldn’t respond, there were no words. The problem with words, they can be misconstrued to meaning one thing when they were said for something else. Our twin releases were one for the book, we never got down like this before. There was no shame in my admission, I was scared. We didn’t speak as we came down from our euphoric high. The determined look on his face held me captive and dared me to break the contact.
“Destiny, you are it for me. I don’t want anybody else.” That admission shocked the shit out of me. I just knew that those words would never leave Cage’s mouth.
“Why now Cage?”
“The truth, seeing you with another muthafucka is going to get somebody killed.”
“At least you’re honest,” I snarked. “Homicide really Cage. Is it that serious?”
“To me, you are.” For a hard man to gauge like him, this was the sweetest admission ever. “I won’t promise you roses. I won’t promise you diamonds. I’m no romantic. The only thing I have to give to you is me.”
“Cage, all I ever wanted was you. I never asked or demanded anything from you.”
“Wanted? Past tense,” he lifted an inquisitive brow.
“Don’t do me.”
“You weren’t saying that shit two minutes ago.”
“Umm, if memory serves me correctly, I tried to nudge you back, but you didn’t move.”
“You were trying to run, completely different.”
“All I want is you, Cage. Better?”
“Much,” he smirked.
“Just being with you has always been enough. Silly promises of happily ever after are for fairy tales. I would much rather have a lifetime of reality, me and you.”
“Only you and me,” he confirmed.
“About that, since you won’t quit shooting up my club – it isn’t just us anymore.” I grumbled as his essence started to ooze from between my thighs. The look he gave me would have been funny if it weren’t such a serious matter. “I’m pregnant.”
“Are you serious?”
“Very, the time before the mountains trip is when it happened.”
“But you just had your period,” he looked utterly confused.
“Actually, it was quite painful because my womb was preparing for the coming growth.”
“What do you plan to do?” He posed the question and I regarded his face of stone for a full thirty seconds before I replied.
“What do you mean Cage?” I didn’t want to jump to conclusions but what if he wasn’t happy about this. What if he wanted me to have an abortion? Those thoughts didn’t cross my mind.
“It’s you and me, right?”
“Right,” I nodded.
“Then this is it for me and you, why not make it official?”
“What are you suggesting Cage?”
“Marry me?”
“No one could ever accuse you of moving slowly.”
“What’s your answer woman?”
“If you are certain, then my answer is hell yes.” I made sure to look him dead in the eyes as I stated that so that he knew that I was serious. Cage kissed my lips so gently I wanted to weep with joy.
“Someone is going to be pissed with the mess we have created on this desk.”
“Doubt that,” he smirked.
“Wouldn’t you be pissed if someone was fucking in your office? Better yet, on top of your desk?”
“As long as it was me, nah.” He shrugged. “This is my office, Dez. My name is on the paperwork for this club.” Cage stated with a devilish grin.
“Seriously?!”
“I could fuck you center stage with all the lights flashing and music blasting if I so desired.”
“You mean if I would let you, that nasty ass floor. The only pussy juices I will allow anywhere near my body is my own.” For the first time ever, I got to hear Cage laugh. Not just a simple chuckle but a full-on belly buster.
“You are crazy.”
“Ditto Prez.”
“I shouldn’t have let you go.” He stated when his laughter completely died down.
“No, but the time was needed.”
“If you say so,” was his remark.
“I do. Please tell me you have a bathroom.”
“Yeah in the corner. You trying to leave me already?”
“I’m trying to clean our stickiness away, so my thighs won’t be crusty when we leave. The office sexcapades were exciting and all but I’m hungry for much more. A heavy dose of vitamin D to knock me out for the night and maybe another to wake me up will help this drought that I suffered through.” I proposed. “That is unless you have to close up.”
“I will have Black close up tonight so I can fill your prescription and water the crop.”
“Silence.” A thought came to mind, but I felt stupid for asking.
“Before your mind starts to wonder, no I have never fucked any of the dancers in this office.” Cage supplied as if he read my mind. “Truthfully, I have never fucked anyone in any of my offices or any of the places that we have been.”
“I think that moment of truth definitely deserves some head or something.”
“The fuck…” The shocked look on his face was priceless.
Fuck Stella and her groove, I just got my Cage back.
Epilogue
Cage
“Cage, give me my damn panties back.” Her little ass hissed yanking on my arm.
“Nah, you good.”
“Cage quit playing. I’
m all exposed and shit.”
“Payback for making my dick stand at attention and expecting me to wait until we get home to fix it,” I glowered.
“That was not my intention.” She laughed. The look I gave her ass let it be known that I didn’t see the humor. “If we stayed in that office any longer,” she started but stopped.
“What? The whole building would know that I was knocking your back out.”
“I hate you.” She hissed and stormed off.
“Keep telling yourself that,” I slapped her ass as she passed by. That thang rumbled so tough even I was having second thoughts about sending her out here with no panties on. The look she shot over her shoulder was almost my undoing. That lip was tucked between her teeth, she had to know that shit drove me crazy.
“That look will certainly gain us a citation.” Wood appeared out of thin air, but he had a point. If my face told what was on my mind, then he was absolutely right. Dez was about to have my balls deep in her guts despite the crowd. “Y’all good?” He questioned with a smirk.
“We square,” I answered.
“Bout damn time,” he smirked. “Congratulations.”
“You don’t know the half bro.” I said and he squinted his eyes in question. Before I could respond, I saw the bane of my current existence in my woman’s space. “Hold that thought.”
“Cage,” Dez turned just as I approached the group. From the frantic look on her face, she was prepared to stop me from making a scene, but this shit needed to happen for all to see.
The room seemed to have come to a screeching halt. Just as she enjoys, I placed a hand around her throat and fused our lips together so quick she didn’t have time to deny me access. Her hands gripped my jacket as she tilted her head back allowing me to deepen our lip lock. If this wasn’t the ultimate show of claiming, I didn’t know what was. My motives were most definitely selfish, but I didn’t give a fuck. Catcalls, whistles, and shouts of encouragement went up like fireworks on the fourth of July.
“Oh shit, jungle kitty against silverback!”
“That’s still my damn daughter CAGE!”
“Let my sister breathe bro!”
“That’s my nephew!”