In the next instant he shoves me forward against the tile, pulling me off the toy in one rough motion. A loud smack echoes through the shower as his palm cracks hard across my ass. The sting is sharp and unfamiliar, blooming hot across my skin, but the fact that it’s Cade’s hand makes me groan again, cock twitching.
I hear the wet pop of the suction cup releasing, followed by Cade’s curt, “That can fuck off.”
The dildo clatters loudly onto the shower floor.
Then he’s right behind me, large hands stroking slowly up and down my sides, almost reverent, like he’s admiring every inch of me. His mouth finds my earlobe, teeth grazing it before he licks a hot stripe along the shell.
“What… you didn’t wanna get freaky with your stepbrother?” he whispers, voice dripping with dark amusement.
I nod weakly because, right now, that’sexactlywhat I want.
Cade laughs, deep and low. “Oh, you do, huh?”
His hand cracks across my other cheek in a sharp slap. Before I can recover, he reaches around and wraps his fingers firmly around my throat, pulling my head back against his shoulder. Hot water continues to rain down over both of us.
“This is your punishment,” he growls against my ear, “for not waking me up. For using a pathetic toy instead of coming to me. I’m gonna give it to you nasty, and you’re gonna shut up and let me fuck you like you’re weak.”
A needy whine escapes me and I nod frantically. For some reason I love the way he’s talking to me. I’ve always had to be the one in control with women, always the one directing everything.Maybe this… someone else taking complete control… is exactly what I’ve needed, so I don’t have the chance to overthink.
Cade lines himself up, the thick head of his cock pressing against my entrance. He groans at the feeling, knowing I’m still loose and wet from the toy. I let out a high, broken moan as he starts to push in. He’s bigger than the dildo, the burn returns, sharper this time, stretching me wide.
Then Cade grins, something dark and satisfied flashing across his face. He pushes my head firmly against the tile, holding me in place, and slams the rest of the way in with one brutal thrust. I choke on a scream, vision whiting out for a second as pleasure and pain explode through me.
Cade doesn’t give me any time to adjust. He moans loud and starts pounding into me hard and fast, exactly like he promised… nasty, relentless, and unforgiving. Every thrust rocks my whole body forward against the wet wall.
“Oh…fuck… Cade!” I cry out.
“That’s right,” he growls, hips snapping forward. “You know whose cock is buried in your ass.” He grunts with every powerful thrust. “Take it, Ro.”
I’m moaning relentlessly now, the sounds spilling out of me without filter. I try to move, to push back, but Cade has me completely pinned, one hand on my hip, the other still pinning my head.
“Please, Cade… Cade, oh my god!”
He hums through his heavy panting. “You like that?”
I nod frantically. “I’m gonna…”
My gut coils tight, pleasure winding higher and higher, right on the edge.
Cade leans in, nips sharply at the side of my neck, and rasps, “Squirt your beautiful art all over these tiles.”
The orgasm crashes through me harder than yesterday, more intense than anything I’ve ever felt. I scream, “Fuck! Cade!Oh god… fuck… yes,yes… nngghhh fuuuccckkkk…” as I come hard, painting the shower wall in thick, pulsing stripes.
Cade lets out a low, fond laugh at the wrecked noises I’m making. Then he lifts one of my legs, opening me up even more, and drives in deeper. Ten more brutal thrusts later he pins me completely against the tile, burying himself to the hilt with a devastating groan right against my ear as he comes deep inside me. I shiver at the sound, something warm and bright lighting up in my chest.
Cade catches his breath for a moment, then starts to laugh softly.
I swallow hard and whisper bravely, “Don’t leave yet.”
He presses a surprisingly gentle kiss to my cheek. “I’ve got a call to make.”
I frown. “Right now?”
Cade strokes a slow, soothing hand down my waist as he carefully pulls out. “It’s important.”
I sigh, a little disappointed, but nod. I stay leaning against the tile as he steps out of the shower, waiting until I hear the bathroom door close before I finally start washing myself properly.
Chapter Ten
