“Mmm.”
“How was your trip?”
“Too short.”
“We can go again.” He squeezes me in his arms, his erection digging into my thigh. “I need you so bad, Ellie,” he says strained.
“You can have me,” I reply without even opening my eyes. At this very moment, he could do anything he wanted to me and I wouldn’t protest.
Kayne growls in my ear. “Turn around. Put your hands over your head.”
I do as he says, placing my hands against the wall. A moment later, he’s pinning my wrists together with his fingers, like a zip tie. He splays his free hand on my lower abdomen and juts my hips out. I’m stretched and tethered and in seemingly familiar territory.
Kayne teases my pussy with the length of his erection, skimming through my wet folds before he fully penetrates me. I know what he’s doing, drawing out my desire until I’m desperate again. He plays that game so well.
I moan as he grazes my sensitive slit, winding me up.
“I thought you said you needed me?” I rock against his steel-hard erection.
“I do, I just want to make sure you need me back.” He keeps up the leisurely pace between my legs.
“Do you? Do you need me, baby?” he rasps in my ear, and as much as it pains me to admit it, I do.
“Yes, I need you,” I whisper.
“I need you, too.” With that, he thrusts into me, filling me to the brim. His fingers tighten around my wrists as my muscles clench around his cock. Kayne groans, burying his face in my neck while stalling inside me for a few heat-induced seconds. “Fuck,” he spits as he starts to move, pulling all the way out then driving back in, each thrust a little more urgent than the last. “God, I missed you.” He picks up the pace, keeping me positioned exactly how he wants me, hands pinned, hips out. Hitting my sweet spot over and over until everything inside me gravitates to the pulsing sensation between my legs. The ache is unbearable, but at the same time so deliciously good.
“Ellie, come with me,” he grinds out as he slams into me so hard he lifts me right off the ground. “Come.”
“Oh God!” I’m almost there, barreling down the last lengths, as Kayne clouds my mind the same way the steam is clouding the shower. When he drops his hand from my abdomen and circles my swollen clit with his finger, I detonate, crying out and coming hard all over his cock.
Kayne pulls out at the tail end of my orgasm and jerks off all over my ass, warm semen coating my skin as he groans like a dying man. He drops his head onto my shoulder and breathes the word ‘mine’ so softly I don’t think I was meant to hear; but I did, and the declaration sends chills down my spine and hot lava through my veins.
Kayne releases my wrists and grabs onto my waist. I rest my hands on the shower wall, thankful for the reprieve, and peek at him over my shoulder. I’m still slightly bent over, and he’s still slightly lust drunk. He rubs his come into my skin, making small circles down my behind until he’s cupping one of my ass cheeks in his hand. I tense as he squeezes it, not hard enough to hurt, but in a way that tells me he’s tempted to spank me. I brace myself for the blow, but it never comes. Instead, he just looks up into my eyes. “I needed that,” he says sedately, right before the corners of his mouth curve up into a devilish smile.
“So you said,” I mock, and the heavy energy between us cracks as we both start laughing.
Kayne hauls me into his arms with happiness radiating from his body.
“I also need you.” He kisses me sweetly as he positions me under the spray washing away his sticky remnants from my backside.
“So you said.”I sigh, kissing him back.
“I’ll say it as many times as I have to until you believe it.”
KAYNE’S PHONE BUZZES ON THEnightstand. I ignore it the first time, but it persistently vibrates for several minutes while I lay in bed—Kayne’s bed—recuperating and processing the events of the morning. I glance around our vacation bungalow. The one with a view of Bora Bora to die for, expensive furnishings, and glass floors where fish swim beneath us. This is definitely paradise, and he’s spared no expense.
His phone goes off again, and now I think it might be important. I grab the towel off the floor, wrap it around my naked self, and then pick up the phone. I walk into the bathroom to find him standing in front of the sink brushing his teeth. I pause in the doorway and just watch. Kayne catches me staring through the mirror. He spits, wipes his mouth, and then asks, “What’s up, Ellie?”
“Oh, um.” I snap out of my suspended state and walk over to him. “Your phone kept buzzing. I thought it might be important.”
Kayne pulls me against him while he takes the phone. “Why were you looking at me funny before?” He glances at his screen with his arm securely around my waist.
“I’ve never seen you brush your teeth before,” I admit. “It’s so . . . normal.”
Kayne laughs. “I’m not an alien, Ellie,” he says as he types something with his free hand.
“To me you are,” I giggle. “Ever since I met you, you’ve always had this persona that felt way bigger than me. First wealthy businessman, and then . . . well . . . you know,” I fidget and blush.The controlling Dom.“Then undercover super spy.”
