He left her lips and sampled her forehead, her eyes, her cheeks and her chin. There was no part of her that he didn’t want to taste. Katie’s hands were frantic as she clutched at his shoulders and stroked his back. At one point, she even grabbed his hair to try and lead him back to her mouth.

Cain trapped her hands in his. He’d come too soon if she didn’t stop, and this time he was determined to do things right. “Roll over on your stomach for me.”

“Cain,” she grumbled his name as she tried to pull her hands free from his grip.

He shook his head. “Please.”

Katie gave him a disgruntled look, tugged her hands free, and then flopped over onto her stomach. “I hope you’re happy, because I’m not.”

Cain smiled and was thankful that Katie couldn’t see his expression. He was sure she wouldn’t appreciate his sense of humor at the moment. “I’ll make it worth your while,” he whispered fervently in her ear.

Katie buried her face in the pillow, saying nothing. She sighed deeply and tapped her fingers on the pillows next to her head.

Cain chuckled, unable to restrain his happiness. That was his Katie. She was one of the few people who seemed unimpressed by his physical size and disfigurement. Come to think about it, his power and wealth didn’t impress her either. Cain grabbed a condom from the bedside table and quickly rolled it on.

When she impatiently tried to turn over in the bed, he quickly bent down and nipped the back of her neck with his teeth. She moaned and slumped back onto the pillows. Consolidating his position, Cain kissed and nipped his way down her spine while his hands grasped the globes of her ass and massaged them.

“You’ve got the sweetest ass,” he muttered as he licked the line between the top of her leg and her behind.

Katie squirmed on the bed, but still he didn’t release her. Instead, he plumped each cheek in his hand and took little love bites across her behind. Katie shrieked and bucked but he was relentless in his efforts to pleasure her.

Grabbing the pillow next to her, she flung it backwards at him. Surprised by her action, it hit him square in the face before landing on her back. He flicked the pillow away and leaned over her back, covering her body with his. She tensed as he ran his tongue around the outside of her ear. “Now you’re gonna pay.”

Katie responded by reaching behind and pinching him. He jerked back. “You little wildcat.”

Holding her with one hand pressed into the base of her spine, he slowly ran one finger down the dark cleft of her behind. She arched her bottom towards his hand, trying to deepen his touch, but he continued to tease her with a light touch, not allowing his fingers to explore the hot, needy area between her legs.

“You’re a brute,” came her muffled complaint.

“You haven’t seen anything yet,” he promised. He continued to tease and torment her for another moment before flipping her easily in the bed so she lay sprawled on her back.

Katie blinked up at him, her expression a combination of arousal and frustration. Cain linked her fingers with his and wedged his body between her legs. Katie spread her legs wider to accommodate his size. Holding her hands down on the bed, he leaned forward and nuzzled between her breasts.

Ignoring her pleas and moans, he licked at each breast, tasting and teasing them. He kissed her pale, plump flesh but avoided her nipples, which were tight, distended buds, begging to be sucked. Cain held out as long as he could. His cock was screaming to be buried inside her, but he had to taste all of her first.

Taking one of her nipples gently between his teeth, he held it secure while he flicked it with his tongue. Katie squealed and pleaded. She tore her hands from his grasp and used them to anchor his face to her breast while arching herself closer to him. Cain used his free hand to plump her other breast, using his thumb and forefinger to pleasure the pouting nipple. Her hands moved lower to knead the muscles in his back.

Cain pulled his mouth away and blew softly on her moist skin. Moaning, she arched her head back on the pillow. The sting of her nails digging into his back felt so damned good. He’d never seen a woman so naturally responsive or as beautiful in her passion as Katie.

Reluctantly dragging himself away from her breasts, he kissed a line down her smooth, white belly. He nipped at the indention of her waist and sucked on her hipbones. Settling himself between her legs, he separated the folds of sensitive skin and breathed in her sweet, exotic scent. She was wet and hot, begging to be tasted.

Bending forward, he licked at her sensitive pink flesh, enjoying the taste and texture. Katie thrashed about in the bed and grabbed a hank of hair to try and direct his actions more to her liking.

He blew softly on her heated skin before raising himself to stare at her flushed face. “Now, I’m going to eat you until you come.” Katie’s eyes widened for a moment and then she thrust her hips up to encourage him to get on with it.

Cain immediately took the hard nubbin of flesh into his mouth and sucked. His long, thick fingers glided along her moist, heated flesh before sliding inside her. Katie moaned and gripped the sheet in her hands. Cain could feel the sweat sliding down his back as he desperately tried to keep his control. His cock was close to exploding.

Katie was arching wildly now as he pumped his fingers in and out of her body. Her internal muscles clenched and grasped at his fingers. Cain’s tentative control snapped. He wanted to be inside her when she came. No, he needed to be inside her. He wanted her body clenching his cock, not his fingers.

He withdrew his fingers and before Katie could object, he flipped her over onto her stomach again. Raising her slightly, he grabbed a pillow with the other hand and tucked it under her stomach. Her bottom was raised slightly in the air, but the pillow made the position more comfortable.

“Spread your legs and relax, honey,” he whispered as he positioned himself on his knees behind her.

Katie eagerly spread her legs and arched her bottom towards him and he slid his cock right into her waiting warmth. He closed his eye and clenched his teeth, waiting for a wave of pleasure to pass. It was almost too much to take. Her inner muscles were squeezing him, in an exquisite form of sexual torture. His balls were tightening and he knew he only had a moment or two before he exploded.

Grasping her waist with his hands, he began to move within her. He plunged into her repeatedly. Her moans of pleasure spurred him to push harder and deeper. Katie responded by thrusting her bottom back towards him. The sound of her plump, juicy ass slapping his stomach made him even hotter.

Katie’s breath hitched and her inner muscles clasped his cock in a warm, wet vise. It was the end for him as he felt himself come in a long, hot spurt. Her muscles clenched tighter and he could hear her wail of release. She thumped her feet on the bed and her fingers tore at the sheets. He continued to pump his hips for another moment, but he was totally drained and collapsed on top of her.

Cain knew he was squashing Katie, but he couldn’t move. Her body continued to spasm around his cock and the pleasure was making him lightheaded. They lay there on the bed, both spent in a heap of wet, sweaty flesh. Never had Cain felt so utterly replete and relaxed in his life.

It was Katie squirming beneath him that finally gave him the motivation to move. Reluctantly, he pulled himself from her body, hissing as he did so. The sensation was as much pleasure and pain. He lay there for another moment and gathered the strength to roll from the bed.

Katie didn’t move a muscle, her ass still pushed up into the air as she half-sat, half-lay on her knees. She lay with her legs still wide open, totally exposed to him, and he stopped for a moment to admire the pretty picture she made with her wet, pink pussy wide open to him. Her face was still buried in the pillow and the occasional shiver racked her body. A man could easily become addicted to this. Cain felt a smile of pure masculine satisfaction cover his face. He’d exhausted her with pleasure.

Cain went into the bathroom, flushed the condom and ran a cold, wet cloth over his body to cool his heated flesh. He dropped the wet cloth in the sink, leaned his hands on the counter, and stared at his reflection in the mirror. He looked different. It took him a moment to realize what that difference was. He looked like a man well content with his life.

For a moment, he was shaken by the thought that one woman could have such a hold on him and affect his life so much. Then he relaxed. Deep down inside, he trusted Katie not to use him or manipulate him. He honestly trusted her. Besides which, he reminded himself grimly, he’d had a taste of life without her and that was not an option he was willing to even contemplate.


Katie shivered, suddenly cold without Cain’s large body covering her. Little aftershocks of desire pulsed through her and she squirmed on the mattress, enjoying the sensation. She was slightly appalled when she realized she was still wantonly sprawled on her stomach with her legs spread and her bottom stuck up in the air. No wonder she was cold. Marshaling her strength, she rolled over in bed, and shoved aside the tangle of sheets.

Rubbing her hands over her face, she stared at the bathroom door. Cain had been in there for quite a while. Worried, she climbed out of bed, pulling one of the sheets with her. Wrapping it around her, she padded silently to the bathroom. She peeked in through the open door. Cain had both hands planted on the counter and was glaring at himself in the mirror.