Page 27 of The Fight For Survival
"Come on. I'm serious. That was your first experience with a guy, right? How was it?"
His cheeks redden, and he pulls away from me, I go to apologize, but then I see he only pulled away to adjust the hard-on in his trousers. I smirk at him and giggle, "That good, huh?"
Staring at me with narrowed eyes, a squeal escapes me when he suddenly pushes me onto my back and hovers his body over mine. "You are a little troublemaker, aren't you," he growls in my ear, making my pussy heat. I moan when he grabs my wrists in his hands and pins them above my head, grinding his erection into my pussy.
"You want me to tell you how hot his mouth was wrapped around my cock while I fuck you into the couch?" He looks me in the eyes. His have glossed over, cheeks flushed. He bites his bottom lip while waiting for my reply. I part my legs more, an invitation for him to rest his body weight on me. Erasing the small distance between us. My fingers ache with the need to touch him, but he still has hold of my wrists.
"Please," I moan. My breath quickens when he brings his lips to mine, hovering as he speaks." What do you need, baby?" Chest fluttering, body trembling, I beg, "I need to touch you." He growls before slamming his lips against mine.
Cade always kisses with a passion. All mouth and tongue, making sure not to leave any crevice of my mouth untouched. Pulling away and breathing heavily, Cade lets go of my arms. As soon as I'm free, I run my hands through his blond locks, scratching my nails along his scalp, making him shiver.
Holding my face in his palms and giving me a gentle peck on the lips, Cade says, "I love you, Mia. You know that, don't you? You are the best part of me, and I never want to lose you." His words warm me, making me smile. "Of course I know that, Cade. I love you too. I don't ever want to lose you either," I say earnestly. Holding onto my face, he looks me in the eye, a seriousness to his face. "We still need to talk about our actions, but first, I need to fuck you to remind you who you belong to," he says huskily, causing wetness to seep from my pussy.
Cade removes my tank top, throwing it onto the floor without care. The chill in the air causes my nipples to tighten. Cade licks his lips at the sight and moves in, taking one into his mouth and rolling the second one between his thumb and forefinger, making me gasp, writhing underneath him.
Cade pulls back, removing his shirt and standing up. I watch his magnificent body as he strips off his sweats, leaving him completely naked, and my pussy weeps even more. "Stand up," he demands, eyes hooded. I obey his command without question, used to his dominant ways.
Standing before him, I lick my lips, waiting for his next move. He traces a finger down the center of my chest, missing my breasts, trailing down my belly, causing it to spasm until he gets to the button on my jeans. Popping the button with precision, not breaking eye contact, he slowly lowers my zipper.
The anticipation is killing me, and I'm sure if I didn't have anything on my bottom half, you'd see the wetness between my legs. I know not to rush him, though. He would only make me wait longer. Cade grips my jeans in his hand and rips them down my legs until they sit at my ankles. "Lift," he growls, removing them completely when I do as he asks. I didn't wear underwear today, and the cold air hits my heated pussy, causing a delicious sensation.
Standing up, he suddenly spins me around, bending me over the arm of the chair. He slips a foot between my feet, kicking my legs apart and groaning when he sees my core. "Fuck, you are dripping for me, baby." A gasp escapes me when I feel his tongue prodding my pussy hole. I should be embarrassed that his nose is practically in my asshole while he eats me out like I'm his last meal, but I'm not. I learned to get over my self-consciousness a long time ago with Cade. I grind on his tongue, begging him to touch my clit, and I feel more than hear his chuckle. I nearly fly off my feet when he finally puts his tongue on my clit, the bundle of nerves so swollen and sensitive. It only takes three firm swipes of his tongue to send me over that edge of bliss. As I'm coming, Cade's long thick cock pushes into my fluttering walls in one solid shove, making me scream louder, "Oh my god, Cade."
"That's right, baby, grind on my cock," he moans, brutally shoving in and out of me, chasing the pleasure I just had. I feel my walls tightening again as his cock rubs against that pleasure spot inside me. "Fuck, you're going to come again," he states.
"Yes, harder."
"Fucking dirty bitch, you love a good pounding, don't you."
Cade's dirty words cause a gush of wetness to coat his cock, making him pound into me even faster as he hisses out, "fuck." Knowing he will be coming any second, he rubs at my clit in tight circles, making me grind down on his dick, chasing that moment of intense pleasure.
When I come again, Cade is right there with me. I feel his cock pulse, and his warm seed coats my walls causing me to flutter around him a few more times. I collapse over the armrest, entirely spent. Cade slips out of me and disappears. I stay where I am too tired to move. I hear Cade laugh under his breath as he comes back with a warm washcloth, cleaning me up.
"Did I wear you out, baby?" Cade asks, amusement in his voice.
"Yes, you tyrant."
Laughing, he helps me up and then lifts me into his arms, princess-style. "Why don't we go and shower and spend the rest of the day in bed watching movies?"
I smile, feeling more content than I have in a while. "Sounds perfect."
Kane
AfterdroppingDamonoffat our rented apartment, I decided to go to Noxious, hoping the bosses were there to turn down their offer in person.
The drive to the warehouse was quiet, giving me too much time to think about the last two nights. When I went through all the things that could happen coming home, I never imagined that I would be bombarded with so many secrets. I had a son, Cade and Mia were together, and my father was dead.
A small smile teases my lips at that last thought. The fucker deserves more than death, but I'll take it as a victory. My only regret is not being there to spit on his corpse. Still, it doesn't change the fact that I can't come back here to live. My father wasn't the only person I was running from.
Squeezing the steering wheel in a vice-like grip, I clench my jaw. It's so fucking typical that I get an offer that would change my life. Doing the job I loved with a big cash bonus? Damon is going to kill me for turning this offer down. He's going to demand a reason that I can't give him.
Pulling into Noxious's car park, I find a space quickly. With it being daytime, there are only a few cars here. Unlike at night, there is no security on the doors allowing me to walk into the warehouse. It's quiet. A few staff members are milling around, cleaning, and restocking the bar.
I walk over to one of the men behind the bar, rapping my knuckles on the bar top. "Hey man, is there a boss I can speak with here?" He nods his head in the direction of the locker rooms. "Thanks, I mutter, heading down the long hall. Before I get to the locker rooms, I see a sign on another door that readsManagement.I stop outside the door and give it a hard knock. "Come in!" I open the door to find a slim man with greasy hair and glasses that look too big for his gaunt face. He doesn't look very boss-like. "Hey, I'm-"
"Kane! I was wondering when I would see your face. You here to sign the contract?" I stop at the door, a little shocked that he knows who I am. I take a hesitant step into the office. "Well, I was here to talk to you about that, actually. You see, I will have to turn down your offer." The man's mouth drops.
"Why?"