Darkness

10. Autumn-Rose

Ten

Autumn-Rose

He kissed me. And it wasn’t a quick kiss, no this was hard, heavy. Oh my God, it was a kiss of all kisses. I can still feel it lingering on my lips, but then he walks off without a word. Nothing.

Did he think it was a bad kiss?

All I can say is I’ve never had a kiss hit me so hard, where it made my body shiver with excitement.

“Wow. That man is all round sexy. But fuck does he have a mysterious dark shadow hoovering over him? But would that stop me from jumping in his bed? No.” Katy finally turns to face me, and I roll my eyes at her. I press my lips together, still hoping to taste him. The strong whiskey hits the tip of my tongue. “Did you kiss him?”

“No, he kissed me-”

“And?” She links her arm through mine as we walk to the takeout place to grab the food. “It must be hot, because you’re blushing.”

“It was…I can still feel it on my lips.” I free my arm from Katy and rush into the Indian place and grab my food. Thanking the guy behind the counter, and before I’m fully out of the place, Katy is wrapping her arm around mine.

“So it was a powerful kiss. I can see it.”

“See what?” I ask, walking past Skyline again. I look up at the bouncers and Mr. Upgrade, talking about something. He gives me a wink as I walk past, and all I can do is smile.

“I bet he has some demons hiding in the closet, too.” Katy gives Lincoln a wave, then gets back to me. “He has this whole strong, closed off vibe. That kind of stuff you need to have power over everything you do in life. Sex included.” I can’t help but burst out laughing. Only she would think about sex. I mean, I thought about what things Mr. Cain could do to me, and I have a feeling after one kiss, everything I’ve thought about might just be way off what he can do.

If he got me this excited with only a kiss, what would he do to my body if the chance ever came?

Getting into the apartment, I turn the alarm off and place everything on the wooden coffee table. Katy’s never asked me about the locks or the cameras I have in this place, and I hope she never does because I have no idea what to tell her.

She walks straight to the window while I grab the bottle of wine. I have a feeling tonight’s going to be another night of talking about that one man. Mr. Cain.

I’ve not once seen him in the apartment, which makes me wonder if he even lives there. I’ve never seen one light come on, either.

“Have you seen him walking around naked yet?” Katy asks, and I let out a snicker of a laugh.

“What?”

“I’ve not even seen the light come on. I’ve no idea what the apartment looks like.” I plate up my food and tell her to stop looking over and eat. It’s been a long day in the shop. All I want to do is eat, drink and think of Mr. Cain’s lips on mine.

“Well, we know he likes you. Why else would he kiss you? We both know you get all excited around him. I say make a move.” She pours me some wine and my eyes widen when she doesn’t stop pouring when it hits the normal amount a person would have. “You deserve this.” She hands me the glass, which is almost full to the rim.

“Are you trying to get me drunk?” I joke, taking one long sip.

“No, trying to get you tipsy enough to build the courage to go over and make a move, so-” She stops when I burst out laughing. I have no idea who she thinks I am, but that’s not me. I can’t even talk to him without rambling on about things I’m sure he doesn’t care about. “You can laugh all you want, but tonight, Miss. Autumn-Rose, you will go over there, even if I have to push you through the door, so you make the move.” I have no idea why she thinks I’m going to do this, but the crazy thing is, I kind of want to jump out of my comfort zone with him, but also scared because I’ve only ever had the most boring vanilla sex the world could have.

“Okay, this is a girlfriend chat, right?” I ask her, knowing she won’t say anything, but I still want to make sure she won’t say anything in front of anyone else. She gives me a nod as she takes a mouthful of food. “Craziest sex you’ve had? I mean, mine was on a guy’s couch, and it was blah.” There is something else I should be telling her, but I can’t risk anyone finding out I’m here.

“When Fifty Shades of Gray came out, I tried a few things. Not the worst sex in the world.” My mouth stays open, my fork stopping midway to my mouth. Now I’ve never done anything close to that, yet when Mr. Cain had his hand wrapped around the side of my neck, that alone did things to me. “What?”

“Nothing, just didn’t think I’d meet someone who liked that stuff.” I finally eat the food on my fork.

“I wouldn’t say like, as such. Maybe it was because of the person I was with. I don’t know. But it was okay.” She drinks her wine, and I think to myself.

I’ve heard people say if you have sex with the right person, it can be mind blowing, something like an out-of-body experience, but the chance of finding that right person is like one in a million.

We continue to talk about sex and dating, and I try to keep to the truth, but I lie about the names as I don’t want her looking into my dating life. I’m sure she will look it up if nothing comes out of hooking up with Mr. Cain.

“Get up. Come on.” Katy grabs my hands to get me to stand up. I had two bottles of wine. I have no idea where she got the third one from. Now all I want to do is sit in front of the window and wait for my sexy neighbor from over the road to show his sexy face.

“I don’t want to.” I fight her on the case, because I know what she’s doing, but if I go to the club, I know I'll make an idiot of myself.

“We are.” She finally stands me up, and looks at me in my dress, straightening it out, then pulls me out the door, but I stop and put my alarm on first. I might be tipsy, but not tipsy enough to forget what I do as I leave the apartment. “You are hot, you are sexy, you have a figure which is smoking, your eyes are so big and gorgeous. Mr. Cain would be crazy not to give you a good time.” I look at the mirror on the wall as we stand in the elevator. My heart pounds in my chest. What am I about to do? This is not me. “Doesn’t it make me appear desperate if -”

“Don’t even bother finishing that sentence. We live in a world where women can make the first move, and if a man can’t handle that, then he is a weak ass pussy.” Katy’s drunk as much as I have, so she’s rambling on and on about this. So I knew fighting with her wasn’t going to get me anywhere.

Who knows, he might not even be there.

Walking to the entrance of the club, which still has a line outside of it, the bouncer looks between the two of us and points to the line.

“We don’t want to come in. We would like Mr. Upgrade to come out for a second.” Katy tells the bouncer who could probably pick both of us up with one hand and throw us back to my place.

“Lincoln,” I tell the bouncer.

“Yes, Lincoln, and we’re not leaving until we speak to him.” God, she’s bossy when she’s had a few drinks.

The bouncer talks into the little mic on his jacket, and then gets back to the people in the line, and I smile when Lincoln comes out and he’s smiling too. Well, at least he seems happy to see both of us.

“Mr. Upgrade, he’s here,” Katy says, smiling at him.

Lincoln locks eyes with me for a moment. I have no idea what he is thinking about, but I feel like he’s hearing the thoughts going on in my head.

“He is.” Is all he says.

“Right, you go in, I’ll see you at work-”

“Wait, you were drinking.” I grab her hand to stop her walking away from me.

“I’ll get her a cab.” I turn to the bouncer as he pulls the rope to the side for me to walk up the stairs. I stop and turn, looking at the bouncer and I ask, “Promise she’ll get home safe.”

He nods his head. “I will.”

It’s now or never, fuck am I really doing this?

As I reach Lincoln, he whispers to me. “He’s in his office.”

Walking into the club, the music is blaring so loud the vibration is pounding through my body. Not getting distracted, I walk towards the stairs. Each step is taking me longer than it needs to, but I continue moving up them until I get to his office.

Come on, you got this. I open the door. Mr. Cain stops pacing the room and turns to face me. I wait for him to ask what I’m doing here, but all he does is sit on the edge of his desk and cross his arms over his chest.

God, the tattoos are amazing, sexy, and I want to get a closer look at them, but first I have to tell him something.

“You can’t just kiss me the way you did, and then walk away like nothing even happened. I mean no goodbye, no ‘I’ll see you later.’ Nothing. That’s rude, you know.” I pause for a moment to get some air in my lungs, before I continue. As he watches me I take a few steps closer to him. “I might not be the best kisser in the world, but I thought it was good, no better than good. Fuck, I don’t even think I’ve ever been kissed like that, and then you just walked away-”

I quickly grab his shirt, as I lose balance when he slams his lips into mine once again. . His hand moves to the side of my neck, his thumb pressing slightly, and the only thing it’s doing is giving me more of a thrill.

His arm wraps around my waist, and lifts me a little so I wrap my legs around his waist. Not able to focus on what he’s doing, as his tongue works magic with mine. He sits me on the desk and pulls away from me.

“Lie back,” he orders and I lick my lips, watching him for a moment, looking at his arms, wanting to see the ink on his skin better, but don’t as he snaps again. “Lie down.” My eyes meet his and, God are they dark, but hungrier than I normally see in them.

With every limb in my body trembling, I slowly lie down, and he places my feet on the edge of the table. Glad I wore my ballerina flats before I came over now, which make me so much smaller than him, but they were the first pair of shoes I got on while Katy was pushing me out of my apartment.

He opens my legs wide for him, and the feeling of embarrassment runs straight to my cheeks, and he notices it while he looks at me. Waiting for me to stop him. He’s not verbalizing it, but I can see it. I’m not stopping what he wants to do, because I want him to do it.

Mr. Cain slowly looks down at my body as he moves my dress away from my thighs. He moves his tongue over his bottom lip slowly the moment he can see my underwear.

A small moan escapes just from him placing his hands on my thighs. His hands are hard and strong but they move so gently over my thighs until he reaches the hem of them. Bringing his eyes back onto mine, he slowly starts lowering them. Is he still waiting for me to stop? Because I won’t.

I have never wanted something so much. I want him to show me what the hell I’ve been missing for way too long.

Lifting my feet off the table as he removes them, and then sits down on his chair, opening my legs a little more.

“Fuck, beautiful.” I hear a groan escape. I bite on my inner cheek when I feel him moving closer to me. The warm breath tickles the soft sensitive flesh which is open for him.

I have to hold in the moan when his mouth is pressed against my clit, kissing along the center. I can feel my body already heating up with his touch.

“Oh Mr. Cain,” I moan when his tongue moves from my entrance to my clit, and starts flicking it.

His tongue twirls around my clit. When he kissed me I knew his mouth was going to drive me crazy, and this is it. This is going to be the best thing that’s happened to me in a long, long time, maybe in forever.

The pleasure which is spreading through my body is wild. He sucks on my clit. My back aches off the desk and a rush of ecstasy builds up.

“Oh, fuck,” I whine. He knows what he’s doing. He probably already knows I’m close to hitting the big O, because he places both hands on my thighs to keep them open.

“Yes, yes, oh God.” I let the orgasm rush through me, as Mr. Cain sucks hard on my clit, making sure I hit every single turn of this rollercoaster he’s taking me on. Mr. Cain stands up, and I jolt when I feel his fingers moving up and down my pussy. “You taste so fucking sweet.” I jolt in surprise when he pushes two fingers inside me. “Did you think I was finished?” His question shocks me. I’ve just had one of the best orgasms of my life, and he is not finished with me. “Isn’t this the reason you came to my office?”

Before I can answer, I moan when his fingers brush the sensitive parts of my flesh, parts even I’m only finding out are new to me. I close my eyes as the excitement of that moment hits me, but I’m also trying to fight how Mr. Cain right now has total control over my body.

Mr. Cain brushes his lips over my lips. “Open your eyes. I want to see those beautiful eyes when I make you come again.” Opening my eyes, I’m met with the green ones I’ve been dreaming of. “If I put a little pressure here-” He pushes his finger deeper, I feel it curl up, which makes me scream his name.

“Ohhhh, fuck!” Never, and I mean never, have I ever felt something so powerful hit my body the way this orgasm just hit.

“Found it.” I hear the humor in his tone. How do I know it was humor? Because I’ve not once heard this tone from him?

“Found…found what?” I point out the question as I try to catch my breath, as he continues to move his finger in and out of me, letting the shocks of the orgasm continue to move through me.

Mr. Cain leans in closer, giving me a quick kiss. “Your G spot, my English Rose.” I shift a little on the table, thinking he will remove his hand, but no. He kisses me one more time. “Still not finished.”

“Wh…what? I have nothing left inside me.” My voice escapes, weak and baffled. What else can I give him?

“Let’s see what else I can make your body do. I’m going to make you squirt for me.” He moves his fingers and taps a few times on my G spot, stopping the words escaping my mouth.

“Oh God.” Mr. Cain moves his fingers slowly in and out. “I’ve never…never done that.”

“Always good to do something new.” He kisses the corner of my lip, then my jaw. This man is going to ruin me for any other man on the planet. “Your pussy enjoys my fingers, doesn’t it?” he asks while licking his lips.

“Ye…yes,” I moan out the word.

He moves closer to my lips again and licks them. “Let loose my English Rose.”

“Oh!” My back arches off the table as his finger moves over my G spot, something no man has ever found before him. First time with Mr. Cain and he hit it more than once with his fingers.

Mr. Cain stands up. His hand on my lower stomach places pressure, his thumb rubbing over my clit, pushing circles and flicking all the while, his finger works like crazy inside me.

“You ready?” he asks.

My eyes meet his as he moves harder, faster, the pressure on my stomach holding me steady, because I can feel it in my body. I’ve never been able to do what he wants. I’ve never had sex so mind blowing that I squirt. “Are you ready?” he asks again, and this time his voice is deep, dark, and powerful. All I can do is nod because the pleasure is too much to talk. “Relax and give me your body.”

Give him my body, fuck he had my body the moment his lips touched mine. Mr. Cain stands up straight and presses down on my stomach to the point the pressure is all I can think about. His fingers are moving faster, pushing deeper inside me.

“Oh, fuck.” My back arches so much more off the desk. “Oh, God!” I scream as an orgasm, one which is so intense I feel like my body is about to split in half. I didn’t think anything would be better than the last one, but fuck was I wrong.

I cum so hard, so fucking hard, I don’t even know what my body is doing. I have no control over my body. There isn’t a part of my body which isn’t trembling at the moment.

“And this is what it looks like when you give me everything.” Mr. Cain slides his fingers out, and sits down, while I have nothing in me to even sit up right now.

Slowly sitting up, I look at Mr. Cain with his head in his hands. Before I say anything to him, my sight goes to his trousers. Fucking hell, I squirted all over his suit trousers. That’s what he gets for telling me he was going to make me squirt.

His pants are soaked through.

“Mr. Cain-”

“I’m the last person you should be close to. Nothing but darkness will follow you.” He gets up from his chair and moves to the window, not even one glance towards me.

Never have I felt so free, but so alone at the same time. This was something to me, this was…to him, it was nothing.

Slowly getting off the desk, I take one last look at Mr. Cain, hoping he will turn to face me, but nothing.

My legs are barely working, as I do the walk of shame. Wiping the tears away, I leave his office feeling nothing but shame?