Chapter Eight
“You do realize I don’t have time for this,” Frank said.
Leah grabbed his hand and marched him down the city street. “I didn’t realize how difficult you could be.”
“Mr. Knox has given me a lot to do.”
“He has done nothing of the sort. He gave you time off, and you decided to come in on your day off. Now, you and I are going to this café, and we’re going to have a nice coffee and possibly a cinnamon bun!”
She thought Cain was a pain in the ass, but Frank was so damn stubborn. Cain had already told her the café had a successful opening. There was a line outside the door. It was her job to get Frank to the café, so Cain could then help with the introductions.
She couldn’t believe he was finally agreeing to help her.
Leah didn’t even know why she had insisted on doing this. Frank was a good guy, and he deserved to find all the love and happiness he wanted. She wasn’t even a romantic. She knew how shitty life could be.
Stepping into the café, she saw it was still busy, and this was a good thing. She had been in touch with Cameron, and they made the arrangements for her to finally meet Frank. She spotted Cain at one of the tables. He was already drinking a mug of coffee, and she saw their orders were there. Leah nudged Frank into the chair opposite Cain.
“Sir,” Frank said.
“Frank,” Cain said.
She didn’t know how the two of these men even became friends.
Frank sat down and reached for his coffee. “Coffee, black, no sugar?”
“Just the way you like it.”
Frank nodded his head.
Leah rolled her eyes and sat down. Her hot chocolate was waiting for her, and she took a sip. It was delicious. She hoped Cameron’s café continued to thrive. The woman was so sweet and kind. She deserved it.
“Where’s the cinnamon bun?” Leah asked.
As if like magic, that was when Cameron appeared. She carried a tray, and there was a smile to her lips. Leah saw how nervous the other woman was. There was a slight shake to her as she approached their table. Leah watched the two of them, and the look in Frank’s eyes. She knew she had done the right thing.
“Cameron,” Frank said.
She was pretty sure she heard the longing in his voice.
“Frank.”
Cain grabbed their baked goods from the tray, and he placed hers in front of her. She offered him a smile, but she was more interested in the love that was happening right before her eyes. They were both so happy. The moment the tray was empty, Frank took it from her, and Leah watched as he cupped Cameron’s face and then kissed her, hard.
She watched them, and all the time, she was aware of Cain close to her. What was he thinking? Did seeing the two of them make him think of them?
It was insane. There was no them. They had one disastrous moment with each other, and it was never going to happen again.
“Where are my manners?” Frank said, and turned toward them.
Cain held his hand up. “You don’t need to. We already know who she is and what she means to you.”
“You did this?” Frank asked.
“No, Leah did this. I thought it was a bad idea, and I still think it is a bad idea. This is not going to get you out of doing your job,” Cain said. “I still expect you to cook for me.”
“Nothing will change.”
Leah knew it wouldn’t change the quality of the food, but Frank would change, and she didn’t see how that was a bad thing. Just by looking at him, she knew he was happier. She had no regrets.
They stayed long enough to finish their coffee and baked goods. Leaving Frank behind to be with his woman, Leah linked her arm through Cain’s as they left the shop.
“Come on, are you angry with me?” she asked.
“I will be angry with you if he quits.”
“He won’t quit, but he might want to take a few more vacations. Besides, you like my cooking.”
Cain grumbled. “She better not hurt him.”
Leah smiled.
“You know, for being a tough guy, you’re really kind of sweet.” She rested her head on his shoulder. Today was a good day. She felt like she had helped put something right back in the world.
This was a good thing. The right thing.
Cain took them back to his place. She left her keys with Frank, seeing as she drove him to the café, so he’d be able to bring her car back.
Once they arrived at home, Cain went to his office, and Leah decided to take a swim in the pool. It had been too long since she swam.
She changed into her swimsuit, then made her way outside to the separate building that housed the pool. It wasn’t as big as a full-sized pool, but big enough to do some laps, which she did.
She felt on cloud nine. Helping Frank felt so good.
Now, she couldn’t help but think about another man. Cain.
Her thoughts went straight to the other night—his kisses, his hands on her body as he tore off her dress. How good he’d felt between her thighs. There had been pain on the initial penetration, but that changed, only she didn’t get to know what it changed into, because Cain ruined it.
Time passed. Leah floated on her back and stared up at the ceiling, which was clear, allowing her to look at the night sky. Stars glinted above them.
She wondered if there was another dimension, where her life was playing out, and on that night, Cain didn’t leave. He stayed. She wondered what would have happened.
“Are you asleep?”
Leah stood up in the pool and saw Cain crouched down, near the edge.
“No, I wasn’t asleep.”
“You want to tell me what you were thinking about?” he asked.
Leah stared at him, and a small part of her was tempted to tell him exactly what she was thinking about, but instead she offered him a smile and looked at him.
He’d opened the top few buttons of his shirt, showing off some of his chest. His sleeves were rolled up, and it was like his arms appeared thicker somehow. She couldn’t explain it.
“I wasn’t thinking about anything,” she said. The little white lie falling from her lips.
She had stepped out of the pool and reached for a towel.
Cain stood up, and she marveled at how tall he was. She licked her lips as she felt heat flood between her thighs. She had complete control over her body, over everything, as she looked at him. This was just attraction. It meant nothing. She still hated him for how he behaved.
Then, Cain began to move toward her, and she tilted her head back; she had no choice.
The moment he was within touching distance, Leah wondered what he was going to do or say. She nibbled her bottom lip, and he reached for her.
She came alive the moment he touched her, and then without even asking for permission, he pressed his lips against hers. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him in close, not wanting to let him go.
Cain’s hands went from her hips down toward her ass. She gasped, and he swallowed down her moan. The hard ridge of his cock pressed against her stomach. She closed her eyes, craving his touch. Cain had on way more clothes than she did, but he wouldn’t let her go.
Then, she felt his hands at the back of her thighs as he lifted her up. She had no choice but to follow his lead, as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He was more than capable of taking her weight, and he didn’t seem to complain a bit, as he left the swimming pool and made his way back to the main house.
Leah knew that now was the time to tell him no. If she didn’t want to go to the bedroom with him, she needed to tell him to stop. She stared into his blue eyes, and there were no words. She didn’t want him to stop.
Licking her lips, she felt the anticipation starting to climb inside her. She wasn’t going to tell him no.
This was finally their yes.
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Cain tried to stay away. There was always some form of work to be doing. To give her space, he stayed in his office. He’d been doing quite well, until the alarm came through his computer for the pool. Within seconds it was disabled, and he knew Leah had gone to the pool.
Several seconds turned into minutes, where he held and stared at the same line, several times over, and not once did he comprehend what he was reading. Not a damn word. Leah wasn’t even in the room with him, and he was distracted by her.
Then, he’d finally given into temptation, brought up the security camera, and saw Leah in the pool. Her bathing suit was a modest one-piece. She never wore a bikini, or anything overly revealing.
The way she did the laps, with her ass pointing in the air, he felt his cock grow hard. She did several laps, and he lost count. Watching her was mesmerizing. Even through the screen. Each second that passed, he knew he didn’t have to sit watching her. He could go to her. There was nothing stopping him.
He wanted her, and he knew she wanted him. Cain had fucked up, but that time was over. Leah was no longer a virgin. He’d already claimed her hymen, so he got to his feet and made his way into the swimming pool.
At first, he thought she had fallen asleep, while he’d been losing his mind. Then, when she told him a little white lie, he wanted to spank her ass for even daring to lie to him, but not to punish her. Just to see her ass, red with his handprint.
Then, she’d looked at him and he just couldn’t help himself.
Now, with her wrapped around his body, he walked back to his home, and his men would know to turn the other way. They would take care of closing the pool and the house.
He didn’t stop until they were inside his room, and then he dropped her to the bed. All he wanted to do was plunge his dick balls-deep inside her, to feel her tight cunt wrapped around his cock.
Knowing there was no other man who had felt her, he was overcome with this wave of possession. He wanted to be the only man in her world. He didn’t want to let her go.
Cain never felt like this. Leah was so fucking different. She was so young. He knew he should let her go and allow her to live her own life, far away from him. But that was now out of the question.
She belonged to him, and he was not going to give her back.
Cain learned from his mistakes. Pressing her back against the bed, he reached up and began to pull the straps of her suit down her arms. She let out a little moan, and he couldn’t help but smile as he slowly removed her single item of clothing. For now, he was still fully dressed, but there would come a second when he would strip.
With her swimsuit out of the way, he started at her ankles and began to trace up, going toward her knee. He teased a little just behind her knee, and then began to slide up the inside of her thighs, and he spread her open. His mouth watered at the sight of her gorgeous cunt. The lips of her sex were spread just slightly, and her clit looked so swollen, and she was already so wet.
He took a single finger to test out just how wet she was, and he pressed within her tight heat. She let out a gasp, and he added a second finger, watching her take all of him. She was so tight, and he knew he was a lot bigger than his two fingers.
His cock was straining at the front of his pants, desperate to be set free, but he ignored it. This was about her, at least for this very second. Pulling his two fingers from her pussy, he lifted them up to his mouth and took a taste of her. Delicious, just as he knew she would be.
Cain pressed his palms to the inside of her thighs and held her in place as he pressed his tongue to her engorged clit. She cried out, and he slid his tongue back and forth across her little sweet clit. His touches were light. He took his time as he circled her clit, and then flicked across.
She cried out, and writhed beneath his touch. He held her down, keeping her in place as he worked her body. He didn’t want to let her go.
Sliding his tongue from her clit, he went to her entrance and circled her there before plunging his tongue into her cunt. He fucked her with it for several thrusts before he brought it back to her clit.
Cain was not in any rush. He was happy to take his time. To make her wait. Although, his cock was not liking the idea of waiting. He focused on her sweet clit, drawing her closer to orgasm. When he knew she was getting close to her first peak, he held back, not allowing her to find that sweet release.
He kept her at the edge, and then when he was ready, he thrust her right over. Cain didn’t stop. He kept working her pussy, and she screamed his name, which echoed around the walls and was sweet music to his ears. There was no way he was going to get tired of licking her sweet cunt. She tasted like a fucking dream.
He reached down and took care of his pants, taking his time to ease the zipper down, and he pushed them off his body as he got to his feet. His boxer briefs joined the pants, and then he pulled his shirt over his head.
Leah stared at his body. Her gaze traveled down and landed on his thick dick.
He knelt on the bed and began to nudge her up, until she settled against the pillows. Her gaze on his. She looked so fucking precious. So inviting.
Cain didn’t try to fuck her. He took his time and looked at her. Her green eyes, her thick blonde hair. She was stunning, beautiful, and he wanted her.
Kissing her lips, she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him toward her. He reached between them and held his cock within his grip. Pressing the tip between her pussy lips, he nudged her clit and then moved down, going toward her cunt.
He stared into her eyes and this time he went slow, allowing her to get accustomed to the feel of his cock as he fed her, inch by inch. She let out a whimper, and he didn’t stop but held himself perfectly still within her. When she was ready, he thrust the final few inches inside her, and then he was seated to the hilt.
He took hold of her hands, locking their fingers together, as he looked at her. There was no need for words.
Pressing her hands to the bed, he lifted himself up, and then he began to rock inside her. He started with slow thrusts at first, and then built them up, until he pounded inside her. Leah thrust against him, pressing up, meeting him every single time.
He kept looking at her to see if she was in pain, but he saw the pleasure in her eyes as she looked at him.
Cain knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold back, and when he got close, he kissed her hard as he spilled every droplet of his cum within her.