Chapter Forty
Caine
I’m pathetic. It’s almost midnight, and I’m staring at the ceiling. She’s punishing me, and I have the distinct feeling that she’s torturing herself in the process. Right? It can’t just be me.
When Mikayla grabbed her bag and moved into her brother’s room, I played it cool. I said nothing. In fact, I walked into the bathroom and took a shower. If she wanted to play this out, I had every intention of letting her dig her own grave. I have every fucking intention.
I am seriously trying to sleep without her. I really am. For over a goddamn hour, I’ve been tossing and turning. But now it’s midnight, and I’m over this game.
I turn over, and stare at the clock. Twelve-oh-one. Fuck this. I throw the blanket off my body and get out of bed.
I can’t sleep without her next to me! This is next-level pathetic. I pull on some sweats, grab the keycard, and make my way to Jack’s door. But before I even knock, Mikayla opens it, her bag in tow.
“Jack is snoring,” she says when she sees me.
“I am not! Liar!” Jack yells out.
I smirk and take her suitcase back to our room.
“Don’t let this go to your head,” she says in a snarky tone. She looks as tired as I feel.
Then she takes off her shirt, and all my exhaustion evaporates into a cloud of nothingness. Her breasts are just staring at me, full and perfect. And my dick gets hard. And I’m hungry.
I remove my pants and yank off my boxer briefs. I feel the heat of Mikayla’s stare as her eyes widen, her gaze then moves down my body, right to my dick. And, fuck me, when she licks her lips, my dick jumps.
I climb onto the bed and extend my hand to her, pulling her body against mine. I place my thumbs inside her panties and pull them down. She sits back, and I pull them off, tossing them to the floor.
“I can’t believe you tried to sleep in another room,” I whisper as I cup her face, leaning over her.
I lower my head and take her lips, soft and full. Electricity rockets up my skin as her hands knead the muscles along my back, pulling my body closer to hers, her leg lifting, and I feel her heat, my dick already poised at her entrance.
“I need you,” she whispers against my lips. “Please.”
I grab her ass and squeeze as I enter her. I take a shuddered breath as her pussy tightens around me. She lifts her hips, taking me in deeper, and I groan.
I grab the back of her thigh, push it to her shoulder and thrust, hard.
“Yes!” she cries out, arching her back.
Her eyes flutter closed as I thrust again and again, my breaths heavy.
My eyes roam over her, watching as her breasts bounce with each plunge of my cock. I grab her breast and squeeze her nipple, and her pussy pulses.
“You like that?” I ask, gliding my hips back before plunging back inside her.
“You know I do,” she groans, grabbing my ass. “Harder Caine! I’m so—fuck!” Mikayla cries out as I slam into her, each thrust harder than the last.
But I want more.
I pull out and turn her over. “On your knees!” I demand, spanking her perfect ass when she lifts it up to me.
“Don’t fuck with me again,” I growl, spanking her again.
I grab a handful of her hair and yank her head back and lean over her. “Don’t fuck with me.” I grip her hips and slam inside her.
“Fuck!” she screams, trying to pull away from me.
“You aren’t going anywhere,” I growl out before thrusting again and again. Hard and fast, my hand fists in her hair.
Her pussy clenches my cock, so wet and soft, yet tight. My balls tighten, and I know if I don’t get her there, I’m gonna cum before her.
I yank her up, grabbing one breast and rolling her nipple between my fingers, then I pinch it.
“Oh, God!” she moans.
I draw my hand down to her pussy, my finger finding her hard little bud. I rub and rub, my hips drawing back and forth slowly until her back bows and her nails dig into the flesh of my ass.
Spent, she falls forward, but I keep a firm grip on her hips. I pull her against me as I slam inside her. Her pussy convulses around my cock, squeezing me so hard I can’t hold back. My skin sizzles, tingles heighten at the base of my spine, and I erupt.
“Fuck!” I groan, coming inside her.
I collapse, forcing myself to fall to my side, but I keep her back against my chest. I don’t want to break contact. I have to feel her. And slowly, my heart rate slows, and we both fall asleep, exactly where we’re both supposed to be.
“Where do you want to go first?” Mikayla asks me. She leans to the side, relaxing against my thigh, my knee bent, as we lie in bed.
My eyes roam over her breasts, and I grin as her nipples harden. “Your pussy,” I say, sitting up and pushing her back against the bed. “I didn’t spend enough time here yesterday,” I murmur as I open her legs, running my thumb over her clit.
“This isn’t what I meant,” she whispers, her voice breathy and husky.
“But aren’t you glad I mentioned it?” I ask before lowering my head and licking her from her entrance up to her hard little clit.
“Fuck!” she moans, her pussy quivering at my touch.
“Three,” I groan against her clit, drawing it into my mouth.
“What, fuck that feels good.”
I grip her thighs behind her knees and push them up and out, sucking and licking her clit until she bucks below me.
“Caine!” she screams, her legs shaking as she comes.
“That’s one,” I say, sitting up and wiping my face. “Two more.”
“Fuck,” she moans as I slowly enter her.
I rock my hips back and forth, slow and steady. Her hips meet mine with each stroke. “Fuck, you’re tight,” I groan, grabbing her breast and drawing her nipple into my mouth.
“Oh my God!” she cries out when I bite down.
Mikayla pushes me onto my back, climbing on top of me. She straddles me and lowers down onto my dick, riding me from above. With her hands resting on my chest, she grinds her groin into me, her eyes closed, her lips slightly parted.
I grab her ass and sit up, sucking her nipple back into my mouth as our bodies move together. Sparks of energy move over my skin with each rock of her hips, her pussy tightening around my dick.
“Sit back, baby. Open your legs for me,” I coax, bending my knees for her to lean back against. “Fuck that’s good,” I groan as I watch my dick move in and out of her wet pussy.
I grip her hips, my dick twitching as I watch her slick heat coat me every time I move inside her. I draw my thumb around her clit. Rubbing it as I thrust up inside her.
“Caine! I’m—fuck!” Mikayla throws her head back as I continue to thrust upward, rubbing her bud until she tries to shut her legs.
“Don’t you dare!” I growl.
“I can’t!” she chokes out.
I press my forearms against her thighs, forcing them to stay open as I stroke her clit. “You squeeze me so tight,” I moan, my eyes transfixed on her pussy as it pulsates around me.
I’m so close, but I refuse to come, breathing through the ecstasy, trying to prolong it for one more orgasm.
“Turn around and hold on,” I say, pulling her off my lap. A rush of cool air hits me, enough to curb the need to come as I position myself behind her. “Stick out your sweet ass,” I say, spanking her butt cheek.
Mikayla grips the headboard, arching her back and sticking her ass out for me. I thrust into her in one hard stroke, one hand gripping a breast while the other presses against the wall above the headboard.
“Uh!” she moans.
I draw back and thrust again and again, pinching her nipple. Mikayla raises a hand behind us, her nails digging into my ass. The pain mixes with the pleasure, heightening the electricity building inside me.
Then she lets go of the headboard, and I groan when her fingers hug my dick as she places her hand between her thighs.
“You gonna play with your pussy while I fuck you?” I ask, my eyes riveted on her hand.
“I need it,” she groans.
I thrust hard and fast. Her head drops against my chest as she cries out. I feel her pussy tighten, and I draw my hand between her thighs as we both play with her clit.
“Fuck, you’re soaked!” I groan, stroking as I pound into her from behind.
With three more flicks of her clit, her body goes taut in my arms, and a small gasp escapes her lips. I slam into her as her pussy clasps around my dick.
Every nerve ending in my body explodes, and I come inside her. My hands grasp her hips, her chest falling to the bed as I pull her ass against me, my dick slamming inside her. I groan my release as I shoot ropes of cum inside her.
“Mikayla!” I groan as her pussy tightens, drawing me in deeper.
Together we collapse, our breaths coming in heavy and sporadic.
Once I’m able to breathe, I swat her ass and kiss her neck. “We need to shower. How about we hit up the Farmer’s Market, then the Space Needle and the Great Wheel?” I suggest.
“I can’t move,” Mikayla groans as she turns over. “Ah!” she cries out when I grab her ankle and pull her toward the foot of the bed and toss her over my shoulder. “What the fuck, Caine!”
I smack her ass, carrying her to the bathroom. “I need food.”
Once we shower, take care of our morning needs, and change, we head to Jack’s room and knock on the door. I frown when he answers the door, a phone to his ear.
“Mom, I’m going to change my phone number. I’m not doing this with you,” he says as he pockets his keycard and shuts the door.
I can hear Heidi yelling over the phone. Unthinkingly, I grab the phone and hold it to my ear.
“She’s poisoned you. Don’t you see?” she yells, crying.
“I see that suggestion of therapy fell on deaf ears,” I say as we walk down the hall to the elevator.
“Who the hell are you?” she asks, the tears gone in the blink of an eye.
“I’m Caine Montgomery. Google me,” I say before hanging up the phone and handing it to Jack.
“What?” Mikayla asks. “Why?”
“Because now she knows neither of you needs her,” I say definitively.
We pick a small restaurant near Pike Place Market to have breakfast. One of the things I’m finding I love the most is how supportive of small businesses this major city is, and apparently, big chains aren’t the only coffee shop in town.