When he got it about halfway unbuttoned and he could see the black lacy bra she was wearing he breathed out a “Fuck baby…”
He left her shirt hanging open and let one of his big hands cup her bra. He was breathing hard as he found her nipples through the lace fabric. Paige put a hand against his chest and held herself steady while this man…, who quite possibly killed her brother, twisted and pulled on her lace clad nipples. He reached back up and pushed a piece of hair out of her face. She had to admit that she was surprised at how gentle he was being. She’d expected him to slam her into a wall in back and take what he wanted. Instead, he was acting like they were on a date. He kissed her again, this time softly and then he moved back just a hair and shrugged out of his suit jacket. He just let it fall to the floor like it wasn’t worth more than some people make in a month. Paige’s hand was against the silk shirt underneath now as he loosened the tie and pulled that off next, letting it join the jacket on the floor.
Paige just watched as he unbuttoned his own shirt revealing a toned, muscular chest underneath. He was covered in tattoos that ran across his abdomen, underneath his pecs and across the tops of them. As he shrugged out of the shirt completely, the taut and tatted muscles in his arms flexed and rolled. Paige swallowed the lump in her throat and did what Caine expected her to do. She ran her fingers across his hard chest, letting them flutter across his abs while he kissed her again.
He took each side of her shirt in his hands and Paige dropped her hands and let him push it off. Then he reached around behind her and unhooked her bra. As soon as it was loose, her large, firm breasts spilled out.
“Fuck me!” He said as he took them into his hands and then seemed to almost dive down into them. He kissed around the nipples and then she felt his wet tongue circle first one and then the other. Paige moved her hands up and let them rub thorough his hair as he played. In spite of the fact that she was sickened by this man and what he stood for, her body was responding…betraying her. She could feel her panties getting wet as he moved his head over and began to actually nibble on her other breast with his teeth. This guy might be a ruthless killer, but he was no selfish lover. Maybe that was what women like her mother and Lucas Kramer’s wife saw in them. He sucked that nipple into his mouth suddenly and she let out a groan against her will. That brought his mouth back up to her and his body pressing hard against hers. She could feel his rock hard cock pressing into her, pushing hard against the inside of his pants. She asked herself again: Am I really going to do this?
Chapter 9
Paige took another deep breath and let her trembling hands fall down to undo his belt. She unhooked the pants underneath it and then unzipped them and gave them a little push. They fell to the floor and she told herself this was it…no turning back now. He stepped out of them and she could see the head of his hard cock peeking out the top of his silk boxers. Caine licked her lips with his long tongue as his hands found the zipper on the side of her skirt. As soon as he pulled down on it, the skirt fell to the floor. She was standing in front of him now in nothing but her black lace thong. Caine looked at her, drinking her in with his eyes and growled. He reached down and pushed off his boxers, kicking them off into the pile of clothes next to him and then he took her hair in both hands and she knew what he wanted.
Paige knelt on the floor and looked up at his face. Caine smiled at her and she tried to manage one back. She decided she was safer not looking at him and concentrated on the task in front of her. Caine was huge and as she lowered her mouth down and kissed the tip of his cock his whole body shuddered. She put her tongue against the base of his erection and worked it back up to the tip. Once her tongue was