Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty-Two
Caden
We left the hotel and headed to Navy Pier. We walked past the carousel, and I saw her staring at it. She was unusually quiet, and I suspected it had to do with last night and this morning. I’d have to fix that.
“Do you want to go on it?” I asked.
“Why? Do you?” She smiled.
“I’ll go if you go.”
“Seriously? You, Caden Chamberlain, will go on a carousel?”
“Sure. Why not?”
I grabbed her hand, purchased the tickets, and then stood in line. When it was our turn, I asked her which horse she wanted to ride on.
“I like the pink one.” She smiled.
She climbed on, and I got on the brown one next to her. Once everyone was on, the ride started. I hadn’t been on a carousel since I was a kid. I looked over at her, and a bright smile crossed her face when she looked at me. As soon as the ride came to an end, I helped her off her horse, took her hand, and we explored Navy Pier before it was time for our dinner cruise.
“Did I mention that holding my hand costs extra?” She smirked.
“Is that so?” I arched my brow.
“Yep.”
“Then tonight, I shall pay you, not in cash, but in extra orgasms.” I winked.
“Deal.” She grinned.
After our dinner cruise, we headed back to the hotel and barely made it into the suite before I had her naked and pinned up against the wall, holding her arms above her head and taking her from behind. Beads of sweat formed on my head as I struggled to hold back. I pulled out, turned her around, and lifted her up as her legs securely wrapped around my waist. I thrust in and out while devouring her neck. An orgasm ripped through her, causing my cock to spasm and explode inside her. I carried her to the bedroom, still buried deep inside, and gently laid her on the bed.
The next morning, I opened my eyes and stared at her while she peacefully slept. Feelings deep inside me were rising to the surface. As much as I hated to admit it, I was falling for this woman, but the demons inside kept reminding me of my past. I was in my own hell, and they wouldn’t let me out. I didn’t deserve to be let out.
“Good morning.” She smiled as her eyes opened and caught me staring at her. “Were you watching me sleep?”
“I was. You looked so peaceful. Did you sleep well?”
“I did. How about you?”
“Yes. It was a good night. We need to get ready, have breakfast, and get to the airport. My plane will be here in a couple of hours.”
She reached up and kissed my lips before climbing out of bed. But before her feet hit the floor, I grabbed hold of her wrist. She turned, and our eyes met. I didn’t know why I did that. It was just a reaction.
“Is something wrong?” she asked.
“I—I was just wondering if you wanted room service or if you wanted to go down to the restaurant.”
“I don’t care. You pick.” She grinned as she climbed out of bed.
I watched her as she walked her naked body to the bathroom. I craved her in every way possible, and my cock was rising to the occasion. As soon as she started the shower, I climbed out of bed and joined her.
“I do believe I owe you another orgasm for you letting me hold your hand yesterday,” I spoke as my hands ran down the front of her body.
After I made good on my word and pleasured her in the shower, I stepped out, wrapped the towel around my waist, and began shaving. As soon as she was finished, she slipped into her robe and stood at the sink next to me while she put on her makeup.
“Damn it,” I said as I set down my shaver.
“You cut yourself,” she spoke as she grabbed a tissue. “Here, let me.” A smile crossed her lips. “You need to be more careful, Mr. Chamberlain. You don’t want to scar up that sexy face of yours.”
I placed my hand over hers, holding the tissue on my cut.
“I usually am cautious, but someone was distracting me.”
“Then keep your eyes to yourself.”
She removed the tissue and threw it in the wastebasket.
“Kind of hard to do when a sinfully sexy woman is standing right next to me.” I smiled.
She returned my smile and brought her lips up to where I cut myself.
“All better.”
After enjoying a delicious breakfast at the hotel restaurant, we headed to the front desk to check out.
“Good morning, Mr. Chamberlain.” Peyton flashed a wide smile.
“Good morning, Peyton. I’ll be checking out.”
“Did everything meet your needs?” she asked.
I glanced over at Brielle. “Yes, my needs were fully met.”
She looked at me and swallowed hard.
“I hope you’ll be visiting us again soon.”
“Thank you, Peyton, and don’t worry, WE will be back.” Brielle smiled as she hooked her arm in mine.
As soon as we walked away, I glanced over at her.
“You’re a very bad girl.”
“I aim to please.” She winked.