Page 7 of From the Ashes
My mouth falls open as his nose moves in, dragging up my crease.
Fuck!I’m about ready to combust!
Exhaling, I shudder as his tongue slides its way up my sensitive skin to my clit. His warmth invades my senses as my head lolls back against the wall. His tongue slides effortlessly against me as he inserts two fingers inside. A slight moan escapes as he groans against me, and the vibration of his lips sends a shiver down my spine. He moves his fingers in and out as he swirls his tongue, sucking gently on my throbbing clit.
Goddammit!The restroom door opens, and two ladies walk in, chatting away.
My muscles tense immediately, but Cain doesn’t stop, even as I try to clench my thighs together. Instead, he pushes deeper into me, hitting just the right spot, and I give up. I force my hand over my mouth to stop my moans from being too loud. The last thing I want is for anyone to know what’s happening.
“My husband is so goddamn lazy, I need a damn divorce!” one lady grumbles, making the other laugh.
“Me too. My fat slob doesn’t even know how to give me an orgasm anymore. I swear I’m faking it every night of the week.” They both laugh as Cain swirls his tongue, pulling me back into the moment. My hips inadvertently start to move with his actions.
I’m close—so close.
He sucks hard on my clit, making me convulse and let out a slight moan.
“Is everything okay in there, dear?” one of the ladies asks.
The vibration of Cain’s chuckle causes me to tense up again as I answer, “Yes, everything is—” Cain adds another finger, thrusting deep into me. “Ahh… God… everything is good. So fucking good,” I say before I think, and the ladies whisper among themselves as Cain abruptly pulls his mouth from me and stands.
I glance at him, confused. He seemed to enjoy my pleasurable discomfort, so why did he stop? He unzips his fly, and my eyes widen.
Oh crap!
He pulls me in front of the toilet and turns me away from him, pushing me forward. My hands reach out to grab the tank, and I tense up slightly.
“Are you sure you’re okay in there, dear?” the lady asks again as Cain’s pants drop to his ankles. He lines his dick at my entrance and slams into me.
Because I still have my pants around my ankles, my legs are almost together, so I’m quite tight as he drives into me. He doesn’t take his time or slowly edge in. It’s hard and fast, and I can’t help it as the full feeling of his size takes over, and I moan out in pleasure.
“Oh God!” I press back into Cain as he thrusts hard. His hand moves to the back of my neck, gripping his fingers around it tight, his fingers digging into my flesh while applying enough pressure to heighten everything. His other hand grips my hip, pulling me on and off him.
“Oh, Cain…” I moan again as he thrusts up into me, filling me completely as he lets out his own deep groan.
“Oh my goodness… is there a man in there with you, young lady?” one of them asks harshly as Cain thrusts relentlessly into me, working me higher and higher.
“Oh, my… that’s disgusting. You should be ashamed of yourselves,” the lady snaps, then they leave but not before I hear the sounds of judgment.
I grip the tank tighter, taking the punishment that Cain is giving me. He groans, pushing up higher into me. “Fuck, you feel so good bare like this.” He thrusts again and again. “Who do you belong to, Makaylie?”
“You, Cain. Only you.” I pant through hurried breaths.
His muscles are tensing, and I know he’s close as he thrusts continuously, never missing a beat.
We can’t control our moans as they echo through the restroom.
As the heat builds inside me, shudders wrack through my body. I move my hips in time with his when he groans loudly, holding my hips and pumping himself into me.
I’m right there, right on the edge, on the very precipice of satisfaction, when he jolts, unloading himself inside me before I can reach my climax. He moans loudly, then leans down, biting my shoulder blade.
Cain pulls out and abruptly reaches down, grabs my jeans, and swiftly pulls them up as I stand hunched over the toilet, completely unsatisfied, waiting for a climax that was right there but failed to come. I turn to face him as he bends down, pulling up his jeans.
Raising my brow at him, he looks at me sternly. “You can’t climax if you defy me, Makaylie. It’s all about control, remember?”
The air crackles and pops with the energy igniting around us. Only it’s not from the electrifying chemistry but more from the radioactive anger scorching from inside me right now. It flows from my veins, bleeding all over the floor, flooding the bathroom with a venom so lethal that if Cain made a single move right now, the poison would surely be enough to end him. If not, I am ready to, glaring a thousand daggers at him as I clench my fists by my sides.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I ask in a low, clipped voice.