Rough Stuff (The Untouchables MC 3)

I had a feeling I was not gonna get it.

“Time to turn you over.”

He unchained me and told me to hold still until he told me what to do. I practically held my breath as he went over to the cabinet and got something out.

“Very good, little girl. Now get on your hands and knees.”

I whimpered a little bit as I got into position. I heard his indrawn breath.

“God, you look beautiful like this. Naked and begging for me.”

I mewled when his finger sank into my folds. But then he pulled it away again. I felt him pushing something slippery against my bottom.

“Hold still!”

I whined wordlessly, wanting to know what he was doing. But I knew better than to ask. Asking questions was okay, but asking too much would extend my punishment. Especially when he was busy concentrating on something, like he was now.

I was a fast learner when Cain was my teacher.

I gasped as something small and hard was pushed into my bottom. I wiggled, not sure if I liked the sensation.

“This will make it easier for me to fuck your tight little ass, eventually.”

“What?”

He smacked my ass with his bare hand.

“Quiet!”

I felt him settle behind me. Then my prayers were answered. Cain guided his thick, hard cock to my pussy and slowly pushed his way inside.

“Tell me when you get close.”

I moaned as he started fucking me. Slow and long and deep. I was so close already that it took only a few minutes for me to feel that orgasm hovering.

“I’m close.”

Cain pulled out.

“Good girl. I knew that. I just wanted to see if you would tell me the truth.”

I whimpered pitifully, feeling empty. My pussy ached for a hard pounding. After a minute, Cain entered me again.

“Don’t come. You haven’t earned that privilege yet.”

I was ready to cry, I wanted to come so bad. Was he really going to keep me from coming? He’s been teasing my body for hours now. It wasn’t fair!

“Please . . .”

“No.”

He smacked my ass for emphasis. Then he pulled out. I felt so empty while he made me wait. Then he pushed inside me again.

“Fuck. I’m going to come.”

I felt his cock expand inside me, and it tipped me over the edge. I started to come. But he pulled out, leaving my pussy spasming on nothing. It was completely unsatisfying. If anything, I was even hornier now!

I heard him groan and felt his seed fall onto my skin. Cain had come. I had . . . almost come. Almost was definitely not good enough! I lowered my forehead to the mattress and cried.

The bed shifted as Cain got up and went to the bathroom. I felt him come into the room behind me.

“You can lie down.”

I lay on my side, watching him. He must have rinsed off really quickly. He had a towel wrapped around his waist. I wanted to lick the water droplets off his smooth stomach.

“Cain . . .”

“Here. Drink this.”

He handed me a bottle of water.

“Do you need to use the restroom?”

I shook my head.

“Good. Then let’s begin again.”

“Please . . . I can’t.”

He locked my ankle back into the cuff.

“You know what I can’t? I can’t lose you. I can’t not know that you are safe.”

He locked my wrist into another cuff.

“I can’t go through that again.”

I grabbed his arm, tears welling in my eyes.

“I’m so sorry, Cain. I am so sorry.”

I threw myself into his arms. He caught me and held me. Then I felt him sag against me.

“Kelly . . .”

His voice was raw. I realized he was crying. I was crying too.

“I’m so, so sorry. Please forgive me.”

“I do forgive you.” His hand was in my hair, rumpling it. He pressed a kiss into the top of my head. “I just want to make sure you will never forget.”

“I won’t.”

“Okay.” He nodded and pulled back. “Okay.”

I sighed with relief as he uncuffed me.

“Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Chapter Thirty-Three

Cain

“That’s it, baby girl.”

“Can I? Please?”

Kelly was leaning against the shower wall while I fingered her from behind. Her slick juices ran down my wrist. I was hard again and ready to fuck her again, let myself lose control this time.

Fuck the memory of yesterday out of my mind.

“Yes. You can come.”

She shuddered violently, instantly coming all over my fingers. I toyed with her as the convulsions slowed down, then replaced my fingers with my cock. The warm water flowed over us as I slid into her with a curse. It felt like coming home.

Because this tiny, sweet, sexy, slightly crazy girl was home.

Kelly is my home.

She came again almost instantly, and I nearly came with her, she was hugging my cock so tight. I held still while she gave me the best damn cock massage anyone ever got. She deserved her orgasms. She’d earned them by being a good girl for me. I wanted her to have as many as she wanted. I was going to pamper her all day. I was going to fuck her as much as possible, too.