Paradise Found: Cain (Paradise #2)(75)

I was about to laugh when I noticed his face. He was completely serious in his compliment. His concentration was on the hand that dove deeper below the waterline. A finger traced directly down my abdomen then settled through a mound of wet curls. My legs fell open, uncertain if that was even his intended destination. He could be loving in actions and that’s what I needed at the moment. I needed some reassurance.

He did not disappoint after glancing up at me for permission. The half-mast eyes and glazed expression of lust must have given him encouragement. A deft finger slipped over tender skin, ripe and eager for attention. He was lazily drawing a design, up and down, tortuously brushing from that trigger of pleasure to the base of me. He worked through the valley of my core, but did not enter me. My hips swayed, forcing water to crest softly and lap harder against the tub’s edge.

“Is this what you want from me?” he whispered temptingly, reminding me of his question from earlier. I willed my thoughts not to crash and crush the growing tension in my body. I needed this release to clear my mind. Holding tight to the light painting of my center, I gripped the edge of the tub. Cain’s smile grew sinisterly, knowing what he was doing to me. My frustration was building. I wanted a taste of that temptation, a bite of that apple. I wanted to be over the edge.

He stopped.

“Time to get out of the water,” he said.

Nooooo, I screamed in my head, sitting upright abruptly. The water splashed and slopped around me, as Cain held out a hand to help me stand. Ignoring him, I braced on the edge of the tub. I stood a moment, letting water drip down my body in rivers and watched as Cain’s eye dilated. I reached for the glass of red wine and drank heartily until it was empty. My body was warm inside and out, but the warmth I required was trapped. I cursed Cain for teasing me.

He held up a hand to assist me out of the tub, but I ignored it. I didn’t know his game, but he could just watch the show, as I let my naked, wet body remain on display, helping myself out of the tub. I reached for a towel. Wiping myself dry, I took my time lingering each swipe over my warm skin. Every part of me was caressed tenderly, until not a drop remained. Still on the verge of orgasm, I squeezed my thighs together, in hopes to contain the feeling and help myself to my needs.

“Sofie?” That hypnotizing gaze of his reminded me of the snake ink that covered his chest and traveled down his right arm. The soothing tone of his voice coiled around me, making me dumb to all thoughts of reason. The numbing paralysis was hard to shake off. I’d never be able to resist him, but resist him, I did.

I brushed past him, entering his room while the weight of his eyes was on my naked body. While he was temptation, I was suddenly a temptress. I was taking what I needed for myself. I knelt on the bed, facing him. His dark eyes were mesmerized. His mouth open but no words dared to escape. This was my show.

My knees separated while my eyes remained trained on his. I had power. If he didn’t love me, I would show him what he’d miss. Keeping my head up and my back straight, I was level with his height. He remained near the bathroom door, pinned against the wall. My fingers tickled over my stomach, circled my belly then dragged down to the fresh, curly mound between my thighs. Both hands slipped forward and stroked, and my head fell back at the sensation. I was wet, warm, and prepped. One hand remained between my legs, while the other retracted up my body. I stroked through tender folds while the opposite hand covered my stomach. I circled that nub that pulsed and throbbed like a separate heartbeat, while other fingers circled a breast then pinched my nipple. My mouth fell open at the stiffening of hard skin, and my center flinched at the tender attention down low. I slid over to my other breast before covering my chest with my palm. My knees were shaking. My fingers increasing in tempo. My palm slipped up to my neck. My eyes could no longer focus on Cain, who stood with clenched fists at his side. His cobra tattoo on display, moved like a living organism as his chest rose and fell with deep breaths.

My fingers dug deeper, the pressure building. My free hand worked into my hair and I folded slightly forward. The flight was starting at my toes and crawling up thighs heavy with the weight of anticipation. My core clenched and I tugged at my own hair. I let a finger slip inside myself and called out as the buzz of release exploded within me.

“Let me worship now,” he growled, as he crossed the room to me.

My wrist was pulled back and I was gently toppled back on the bed. Heavy hands dragged me to the edge and Cain dropped to both knees before me. Lips connected in a sharp suction with me. I cried out again, still on the first wave as a second one began cresting. His tongue was thirsty and his strokes increased in intensity, desperate to drink me in. My hips bucked, and his tongue sputtered over me, pressing in the right manner to make my knees draw inward, clamping his head between my thighs. I screamed for salvation as I nearly drowned in the second coming.

“God, I love you,” he said, dark orbs filled with desire beamed down at me, as I laid sprawled, open wide before him. His mouth glistening as his words coursed through me. His thick fingers entered me to drag out another release, but the words he said showered over me. I stared at him in disbelief. His lips began to curl one side of his mouth. Ridiculous tears filled my eyes and slowly slithered down my cheek. I shook my head.

“Why are you crying?” he questioned. He removed his fingers and reached for a loose tear.

I exhaled, shaking my head. I couldn’t tell him. He leaned forward and wrapped an arm around my waist. Dragging me to the center of the bed, his large body hovered over mine. He leaned to the side to drag his hand down my body, climbing breasts, drifting over stomach, and finally returning to the river at my core. A finger dove deep and touched something inside me that made my hips buck upward again.