Bad Bad Girl

With a deep laugh, Caine asked, “What else would you like to do today?” He pressed his cock deeper as I used my inner muscles to milk him. “You have a one track mind. We are having a discussion here,” Caine teased.

“Is this how we’re going to have all our conversations from now on?” I asked amusingly.

“Yes. I hope to have my cock buried in you more hours of the day than not,” Caine moaned as he advanced in a shallow, then a deep, rhythmic pattern.

“Mmmm, promise?” I moaned as I met his hips thrust for thrust.

Caine slowed his pace, once again coming to a complete stop. “We need to tell Coley about us,” Caine said softly before kissing me on the tip of my nose.

I reached my hands around the globes of his ass and dug my nails in. “You are driving me insane! Fuck me already!”

Caine laughed. “Are you going to tell her, or should I?”

I sighed. “I will, if you promise to make me come like you did last night.”

Caine looked deep into my eyes, removing all humor that was present moments ago. “I love you, Neely, more than I know how to say.” He pressed a soft kiss on my lips. “As for a repeat of last night, my pleasure.”

Caine moved his cock in and out slowly, taking the time to caress my inner walls with each push. His finger found my clit, softly pinching. Everything about what he was doing was like a lingering massage in slow motion. There was no frenzy or fervor but was replaced with pure sensuality.

My orgasm came on strong and fast but lasted longer than I thought possible. With each drive of his cock, my orgasm escalated to a new height. I moaned with full abandon, relishing the sensations Caine delivered to my needy body.

“Yes, baby. Keep coming. Clench your pussy around my cock,” Caine demanded.

All I could do was push my head back and arch my back in complete bliss. I opened my mouth and whispered Caine’s name with every pulsating orgasm that rushed through me. Caine kept his unhurried and steady pace as his body tensed up, and he joined my endless orgasm.

I pressed my naked body to his chest, taking in his heavy breathing. He held me tight while he stroked a line down my back to the crease of my ass.

“You are absolutely amazing! If I knew you were this good in bed, I wouldn’t have been able to keep my hands off of you for as long as I did,” Caine declared.

“Me? Caine, you have opened my eyes to what sex should be like! I could do this all day, every day,” I confessed. Having sex with him was like nothing I had ever experienced before.

“I’m going to remember you said that, all day, every day,” Caine said with a chuckle.

Lying on his chest, I could hear his heart beat. I had never felt so content and so relaxed. I still had a lot of questions about what he wanted and what he expected out of me. I wanted this to work desperately, but I was still nervous that I would do something to push him away. That once the new thrill wore off, he would see that I wasn’t what he wanted.

Caine must have sensed what I was thinking, because he kissed me gently on the head and pulled me closer before speaking. “Stop worrying. Trust that I would fight with every breath I have to keep us this way.”

“I trust you more than anyone. I’m just still wondering about your lifestyle, or I guess, our lifestyle,” I admitted.

“All right, then ask away. What can I answer for you?” Caine soothed as he continued to stroke the full length of my back.

“Is there anyone I know that believes in Domestic Discipline?” I asked.

“Yes. Matt does, as well as most of my friends,” Caine answered.

“Did Sara know about it before meeting you? I mean, how did you tell her?” I asked. I was slightly uncomfortable bringing up her name.

Caine tensed slightly, no doubt because I brought up his ex’s name. “Sara knew because she already believed in it. Our group of friends consists of more than just men. It was something Sara wanted in a relationship as well.”

“Why keep it secret? Or is it secret?” I asked.

Caine continued stroking my back and placed small kisses on my head. “It’s a secret to most. My friends know because they understand and live it as well. But I don’t think the average public would. Women’s lib and all that,” Caine teased with a slight snicker. “But I also keep intimate sexual details private, too. It’s no one’s business what goes on behind closed doors. I wouldn’t want your work to know for example. But I also wouldn’t want your work to know about how great you are in bed.” Caine laughed.