Bad Bad Girl

“You look gorgeous right now,” Caine said.

I blushed slightly, unsure of how exactly I looked. I was still gasping, and my body was flushed.

Caine placed his hand on the back of my head and pulled me in for a quick kiss. “That was amazing. Seeing you on all fours like that set me on fire,” Caine admitted.

I snuggled up close to him and placed my hand on his still erect cock. I stroked him lightly over his jeans. “Hmmm let’s go home for more,” I requested.

Caine laughed. “Anything you want, sweetheart.” He started the truck and looked over his shoulder to back up.

“I want you now, again!” I declared.

I unbuttoned his pants and lowered his zipper. His erect cock popped out of its confinement, yearning for more. I wrapped my hand around him and guided his cock to my hungry mouth. I licked my tongue from the tip all the way to the base, tasting my pussy on him, smelling our sex.

Caine took in a deep breath. “Neely girl, we’re driving,” he informed. “We could get in an accident.”

I ignored him by moving my mouth harder and tighter than I thought possible. The suction made my jaw ache, but I was determined to give Caine the best blowjob of his life.

I could feel the truck bounce as Caine drove home. I could hear Caine swear under his breath, but still thrust his hips into my needy mouth.

“God, Neely, you need to stop,” he begged.

I only moaned in response as I continued to suck the length of his shaft. My body swayed with the movement of the truck as I worked his cock deeper than I had ever had him before. I circled my tongue around his cock, exploring each and every inch. My pussy clenched with every groan, longing for his possession. Signs of my arousal were mixed with his completion, still fresh between the folds of my pussy, ravenous for more. I sensed that we were almost home, and I shuddered with the thought of having him buried deep inside of me, filling me fully.

“Neely, when we get home, you’re going to pay for this,” Caine teased breathlessly.

“Mmmm…promise?” I murmured, my lips still wrapped around his pulsating cock.

His moans and quickened breaths were like a drug to me. I loved the powerful rush I got from giving him so much pleasure. Something about Caine made the animal come out of me. I had never been so aggressive or forward. Never had I wanted to give someone pleasure as I longed to do for Caine. The erotic feelings Caine set free within me were all-consuming. I lusted, I craved, I desired like I had never before. My pussy yearned for his cock, and my body melted at his touch. Feeling Caine’s cock buried deep inside me, made me, for the first time, feel whole…complete.

20

I was up early this morning, edgy and feeling out of sorts. Cleaning the kitchen seemed to help, but I felt stressed about the party tonight. There was still so much to do to get ready. I liked the idea of having a party when Caine mentioned it before, but now I just felt overwhelmed. It would have been easier to just call everyone. Throwing big parties wasn’t my idea of fun, and I still hadn’t mentioned to Caine that I didn’t want a big wedding. The engagement party was enough for me. Going to the courthouse to have a judge declare Caine and me as husband and wife seemed perfect to me, but I wasn’t sure what Caine wanted.

My hands were submerged in a soapy sink when I felt Caine walk up behind me and wrap his arms around my waist. He lightly kissed my neck and snuggled up close.

“Good morning, Neely girl. Why are you up so early?” Caine asked as he continued to kiss my neck and shoulder.

Normally I would have loved having him be so affectionate, but right now, it only irritated me more. I shrugged him away, escaping his loving kisses.

Caine pulled away. “What’s wrong?”

I walked over to the stove and grabbed the burners to put in the soapy sink. “Nothing, we just have a lot to do to get ready for the party.” I snapped.

Caine reached around me and pulled the drain to the sink, and turned on the water to rinse my hands.

“No, we don’t. I have the cleaning lady coming in an hour to get the house ready for our guests. You don’t need to do a thing,” Caine replied calmly.

I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. “Fine,” I blurted. “I’m going to take a shower.”

Caine blocked my way of escape and placed his hands on each side of my arms. “Hey, what’s going on?”

“I’m just feeling stressed. I’m not a big fan of parties and being the center of attention,” I admitted.