Chapter 28 #2
The wicked grin he gives me makes me melt straight into a puddle.
It dies in the next second, though. His eyes turn all hail and thunder as he rasps, “Now, Iris, I’m going to remind you what happens when you make me so mad the heat of a thousand suns blisters my skin.
You can’t possibly fathom what I felt when I saw you walk in at the side of another man. You ripped me to shreds.”
His palm comes crashing down in rapid-fire succession on my right ass cheek. The pain makes me see stars. But it’s oh so, so deliciously good. Every single slap is a bolt of lightning going straight to my clit. He switches to the other ass cheek, using the same punishing blows.
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
“Open your eyes,” he commands. I do. “Watch us. I want you to see my cock stretch that perfect pussy.”
I flick my gaze to the full-length gilded mirror to my right.
I was so lost in the delicious agony as he spanked me I didn’t even realize he’d taken out his hard-as-steel cock.
He wraps my ponytail around his fist, pulling on it as he slams into me to the hilt—skin on skin.
My lungs freeze, and my eyes well up because I’m still too tight to take him.
However, I’m wet enough, and the sting only makes it better.
He lets out a hiss as he allows me a few seconds to adjust to his size.
“So tight. So goddamn perfect. So. Fucking. Mine,” he growls.
He starts nailing me to the counter like a man possessed.
Our reflections are lost in carnal urgency.
I can’t stop staring at Kaiden—lips parted, pupils blown, and eyes glazed over in bliss.
The orgasm takes me by surprise. It slams into me like an avalanche. My pussy spasms around his length, and Kaiden lets out a sharp curse as he slows his rhythm. It’s a good thing he gagged me because otherwise, every single patron in the restaurant would know what’s happening inside this bathroom.
I’m floating somewhere on cloud nine when I’m rudely interrupted by Kaiden, who slides a hand beneath me to lift my torso.
A muffled sound of irritation leaves me, which makes him chuckle.
“I’m not done with you, angel,” he says in the shell of my ear as he glues my back to his front before lifting my right foot on the counter. “Eyes on the mirror.”
A hand wraps around my throat while the other finds my clit to stroke it.
Then he enters me again, but this time it’s slow.
Agonizingly so. Inch by inch. Holy fuck!
From this angle, I can feel him everywhere.
It’s so deep. When he pumps his hips, my eyes roll into the back of my head at the way his piercing hits my G-spot.
Using his thumb, Kaiden angles my jaw before sliding the tie down.
He swallows my cries by slanting his lips over mine. There’s a stark contrast between his kisses—languid, sensual, consuming—and the way he wages war on my body with his cock.
A loud knock slices through the air. “Iris?” It’s Noah. “Are you okay? You’ve been in there for a long time.”
“Does it turn you on even more that I’m fucking you while he’s on the other side of the door? Showing you who you belong to,” Kaiden rasps in my ear. “Now be a good girl and fucking take it.” He pumps his hips faster while his fingers move furiously over my clit.
“I’m coming!” I half moan, half cry. It’s the only thing I manage to get out because Kaiden cuts off my air.
I detonate.
Synapses snap. Fireworks go off. The explosion of bliss blinds me for a few seconds.
My pussy clamps down on him and continues to pulsate for what feels like an eternity.
Kaiden follows me over the edge with a rough groan.
He swiftly takes off the belt and tie before tucking his now semi-soft dick inside his slacks.
He’s gentle as he uses tissues to wipe our mess and pulls down my dress.
Luckily, it’s made of a ruched, stretchy fabric that doesn’t get wrinkles.
The reality of what I’ve done is the equivalent of a bucket of ice-cold water being dumped on my head. Fuck.
“This means nothing. It was only sex,” I blurt out in a whisper, facing Kaiden.
That infuriating smirk of his makes an appearance.
He dips. Goosebumps bloom across my skin as his breath fans over my neck.
“Keep telling yourself lies, angel. While you have dinner alongside that dipshit in my restaurant, it will be my cum leaking down the inside of your thighs, and you won’t be able to think about anything else because you are mine.
Until the end of eternity. Whether you like it or not. ”
He vanishes.
Another knock.
“Just a second,” I mutter as I spin to look in the mirror. Thank you, Sam, for being a makeup god. Not even an eyelash is out of place. That magic-infused setting spray of hers could sell for millions. I only have to smooth down my ponytail and reapply my lipstick. Inhaling deeply, I open the door.
I’m met head-on by Noah’s stormy gray eyes. His tone is filled with equal parts annoyance and concern. “What happened? Are you okay? You’ve been gone for over twenty minutes.” He pushes me out of the way to look inside the bathroom. “Were you in here alone? I heard you talking to someone.”
Okay, so we might not have been as quiet as I thought. I serve him the first excuse I can think of. “I was talking to Sam on the phone. Something happened, and she needed my help.”
“Seriously, Iris? You’ve left me alone at the table for almost half an hour while the food is getting cold because your friend needed someone to talk to?
” His nostrils flare. “Do you even know how hard it was to get a table at this place? How expensive the food is? Just that bottle of wine runs for two thousand dollars. And you act as though you don’t even want to be here.
I thought you would be more grateful than this. ”
Who the fuck even is this person? It’s like he deliberately hides this whole new personality from me, and it only comes out in glimpses.
Although, to be fair, I would be mad too if he left me alone at the table for so long.
But that doesn’t mean he has to throw in my face how expensive everything is.
I never asked to be brought to such a fancy place.
“You’re kidding me, right? Have you considered that I’m here not because I want to but because you forced my hand?
Your help came with terms and conditions, so sue me if I’m bitter about that.
That’s not what a genuine friend or someone who claims to love you does.
Not really.” I can’t resist adding, “You know who’s been there to pick up the pieces after you left and ghosted me for five fucking years?
Sam. So yeah, if she calls, I’m going to spend however long on the phone talking to her. ”
His fingers clench and unclench. “Fine. Whatever. Can we go to the table now? People were staring.”
I roll my eyes and hurry down the corridor before he gets the idea to put his hand on me again.
On my way to the table, my head swivels as I look for Kaiden.
However, I can’t see him anywhere. Also, that new feeling that makes itself known whenever he’s near is gone.
So, I can only assume he left. Sitting down on the chair, my eyes zero in on the wine glass.
It’s red.