Katie’s breath hitched and her inner muscles clasped his cock in a warm, wet vise. It was the end for him as he felt himself come in a long, hot spurt. Her muscles clenched tighter and he could hear her wail of release. She thumped her feet on the bed and her fingers tore at the sheets. He continued to pump his hips for another moment, but he was totally drained and collapsed on top of her.
Cain knew he was squashing Katie, but he couldn’t move. Her body continued to spasm around his cock and the pleasure was making him lightheaded. They lay there on the bed, both spent in a heap of wet, sweaty flesh. Never had Cain felt so utterly replete and relaxed in his life.
It was Katie squirming beneath him that finally gave him the motivation to move. Reluctantly, he pulled himself from her body, hissing as he did so. The sensation was as much pleasure and pain. He lay there for another moment and gathered the strength to roll from the bed.
Katie didn’t move a muscle, her ass still pushed up into the air as she half-sat, half-lay on her knees. She lay with her legs still wide open, totally exposed to him, and he stopped for a moment to admire the pretty picture she made with her wet, pink pussy wide open to him. Her face was still buried in the pillow and the occasional shiver racked her body. A man could easily become addicted to this. Cain felt a smile of pure masculine satisfaction cover his face. He’d exhausted her with pleasure.
Cain went into the bathroom, flushed the condom and ran a cold, wet cloth over his body to cool his heated flesh. He dropped the wet cloth in the sink, leaned his hands on the counter, and stared at his reflection in the mirror. He looked different. It took him a moment to realize what that difference was. He looked like a man well content with his life.
For a moment, he was shaken by the thought that one woman could have such a hold on him and affect his life so much. Then he relaxed. Deep down inside, he trusted Katie not to use him or manipulate him. He honestly trusted her. Besides which, he reminded himself grimly, he’d had a taste of life without her and that was not an option he was willing to even contemplate.
Katie shivered, suddenly cold without Cain’s large body covering her. Little aftershocks of desire pulsed through her and she squirmed on the mattress, enjoying the sensation. She was slightly appalled when she realized she was still wantonly sprawled on her stomach with her legs spread and her bottom stuck up in the air. No wonder she was cold. Marshaling her strength, she rolled over in bed, and shoved aside the tangle of sheets.
Rubbing her hands over her face, she stared at the bathroom door. Cain had been in there for quite a while. Worried, she climbed out of bed, pulling one of the sheets with her. Wrapping it around her, she padded silently to the bathroom. She peeked in through the open door. Cain had both hands planted on the counter and was glaring at himself in the mirror.
Taking advantage of the moment, her eyes feasted on his body. She licked her dry lips as she allowed her gaze to flow from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head. He had huge feet and strong, muscled calves and thighs. His taut bottom was a delicious sight and well, his penis was impressive, even when it was only partially aroused as it was now. His waist was thick with muscle, his chest was massive, and his arms the size of tree trunks. Cain looked large with his clothes on, but naked, she realized just what a massive specimen of manhood he was.
As if sensing her perusal, he turned and gave her a cocky half-smile. “Like what you see?”
“Very much,” she teased back. She sauntered over to him and wrapped one arm around his waist and hugged him tight, burying her face in his back. Her fingers lightly skimmed the scarred part of his back. He shuddered but didn’t stop her.
Emboldened, she traced the scars on his arms before bending forward to kiss them. Cain turned and wrapped her in his embrace.
“Katie,” he began.
“I love all of you, you know,” Katie murmured as she kissed his chest.
His arms tightened around her. “Thank you.”
Katie knew that he loved her and someday he would say the words. Until he was ready, she was content with knowing it in her heart. Trying to lighten the moment she glanced around the bathroom and her gaze landed on the huge tub in the corner.
“I need a bath.” She pulled away from Cain and headed towards the tub, the train of her sheet sweeping along behind her. Bending over she turned on the taps and adjusted the running water. “I came here straight from work and I feel grubby.”
Cain slipped behind her and yanked at the sheet. A slight tug-of-war ensued, but in the end she lost. But he hadn’t fought fair. He’d distracted her with kisses and when she’d reached out to wrap her arms around him, he’d whipped off the sheet and tossed it aside. Katie didn’t really mind, even though she gave him a mock glare. She loved the sound of his laughter as they played.
Their lighthearted mood continued as they both settled into the tub. When the tub was filled to her satisfaction, Katie turned off the taps and settled back to allow the hot water to work their magic on her sore muscles. She splashed Cain with water and tried to push him under the water. Cain responded by actually dunking her head first. Water sloshed over the sides of the tub as they each battled for supremacy. Sputtering and promising dire retribution, she lunged at him, but he caught her easily in his arms and settled her on his lap facing him.
His hands shook as he pushed her wet hair off her forehead. Katie sensed the change in his mood. Without speaking, Cain picked up a soft cloth and soaped it before running it over her arms and her chest. He swirled the cloth around her sensitive breasts and Katie felt the passion begin to grow in her again.
“That feels so good.” Katie encouraged him and was rewarded when the soapy cloth slid around her back and over her bottom. Cain really seemed to like her behind. He dropped the cloth and squeezed both globes in his wet hands.
Using his hands, he rinsed the soap from her breasts. She could feel his arousal between her legs and reached under the water and guided him inside her. The soapy water and her own arousal ensured that he slid right in. Both of them moaned with pleasure, as their sensitive flesh joined again.
Cain gripped her hips and held her tight. Neither of them moved, both content just to be joined together. Katie’s breasts swayed slightly as her breathing became more labored. Cain’s gaze heated and he bent his knees so that her back was supported and the movement pushed her breasts closer to his waiting mouth.
This time, their lovemaking was tender and unhurried. Cain nipped and nibbled her breasts while his hands continued to explore her back, her bottom, her thighs, and finally her waiting clitoris. Katie was just as busy as she mapped out the glistening muscles of his back and his chest. She played with his nipples before reaching behind her to gently squeeze and fondle his balls. Slowly, she rocked up and down on his rock-hard erection.
Her release when it came was slower, deeper, and somehow more satisfying than ever before. Cain retained some measure of control as he pulled out of her at the last minute and she pumped her hand up and down his cock so that he came in the water instead of inside her. It was his way of looking out for her and taking care of her.
Reluctantly, Katie climbed from the bath. She wanted to loll about in the water, but didn’t think that was a good idea. Stepping on the plush bathmat, Katie watched Cain clean himself up while she toweled off. He quickly soaped himself from head to toe and immersed himself under water before rising like some giant sea serpent. Give him a pitchfork and he’d look like Poseidon, she thought.