Page 61 of Darkness

“Autu-”

“No, Cain. You’re scared for me, fuck I can’t lie and say I’m not scared, because I am. But I know no matter what you say,you love me. You love me enough to keep me safe, and I have faith in you to keep me safe. Don’t push me away because you’re scared.”

“I can’t put you in danger. You can’t live in fear again-”

“Well, I’m not leaving you, Mr. Crawford. You shouldn’t have let me fall in love with you, so you have two choices. One, break my heart and worry about me from afar, or two have faith in me and what we could be.”

My fingers move through his hair at the bottom of his hairline waiting for him to say something, anything but not to push me away.

He kisses me, his hands move to my ass to pick me up and I wrap my legs around his waist, then he walks towards my bedroom.

“Things will change,” Cain tells me as he kisses my neck, and all I can do is moan in agreement with him. “Tomorrow your apartment will be empty, and you’ll move into my place.” A moan of agreement escapes me as he kisses the soft spot on my neck, the best spot to kiss me.

“Wait what?” I moan as he continues to kiss me.

“You live with me now, in my apartment above the club.” He kisses down my body, lifting my dress up at the same time. Making me sit up a little so he can remove my dress. I lie there naked as Cain stands up tall and starts removing his clothes. “You can’t walk away now, you’re all mine.”

“Yes.” God, how much do I want to be all his. I want him to be all mine.

“Turn over,” he demands when he stands naked in front of me, a view I don’t think I will ever get bored with. Sexy, and all mine.

Turning over for him, I feel his hands on the back of my thighs, my nipples softly touching my bedsheet. One hand leaves my thigh, my body breaks out in goosebumps when Ifeel his finger gently move against the skin of my spine. Slowly, tortuously, gently. Making me moan at his touch. God, the man is teasing me.

“You, be good, and enjoy,” Cain whispers, but the words make my whole body feel alive. “You think you’re ready for some sexual pain?” The question brings a smile to my lips, because with him I’m ready for anything.

“Are you going to show me the sixth floor?” I ask, and he continues to slide his fingers over my back, which is getting me excited just from him touching me more.

“I’ll think about it after tonight.” He kisses the middle of my back, and I moan. “I can’t wait to hear all the moans escape you.” He continues to tease and torture me, making me wait for him to touch me there, touch me where I’m itching for him to touch me.

My skin is so sensitive, even the softest touch is sending pulses straight to my pussy, which only makes me moan and jolt my body closer to him. He laughs.

“Please, touch me,” I beg.

Smack, I feel his hand slap my ass hard, then he softly rubs it before slapping it again. My pussy clenching and unclenching as the need pours through my body.

I’m soaked and ready for him. I can feel my juices drip down my legs. How am I so turned on, without him even touching me there, yet.

Smack, his hand slaps harder down on my ass cheek this time, pleasure and pain mixed in one, and I want more of it.

“Cain,” I gasp when his hand slaps once again. “Please, touch me.” My hand grips the bedsheet, as I jolt a few more times, wanting him to touch me.

I feel his hand move down my stomach, touching me as he gets closer to my pussy. His finger touches my clit. “Oh, God.”

“So wet for me,” Cain kisses my ass cheek where he’s been slapping me, and his touch is soothing.

Cain’s finger slowly, softly caresses me, moving up and down my clit, pushing them deep inside me. “Oh, God.” I moan as he continues to kiss my ass cheek.

“You think I can find it?” he asks and I don't need to ask what he needs to find, because I know he can find it, and with one touch I'm coming hard. “There it is.” My back arches as I moan loudly in my bedroom. Cain presses his hand hard on my clit as his finger strokes my g-spot, and I feel my pussy tightening around his fingers.

“Fuck!” I scream. God, this man is…Fuck.

Smack, he slaps my right ass cheek, followed by a caress to ease the burning pain, Cain continues to do this a few more times, as he’s stroking my g-spot.

Both hands grip the sheets hard as I come screaming out his name. But he doesn’t stop, and continues to stroke my g-spot, slap my ass, giving me pleasure repeatedly.

Cain is taking me to the edge of pain and pleasure, dancing together, making my body wriggle for more pleasure and pain from him.

My pussy clenching and unclenching, he reaches up, tangling his fingers into my hair, and pulling so my head lifts off the bed. My body is tightening, as another orgasm hits me hard, again. The pleasure rips through my body in waves which are never ending because Cain continues to stroke the perfect spot.

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