Page 86 of Beautifully Broken Control

Cain’s jaw clenched so tightly there was a faint clicking noise. “Why do you keep fucking doubting that?”

I looked over his shoulder, not able to meet his gaze. Rachel might be a bitch and a traitor, but she knew things about him that I didn’t. Things I might never know. And that burned.

“Please tell me the lies Rachel spewed didn’t get to you.”

My gaze flicked back to Cain. “You shared things with her that you won’t with me.”

“I did fucking not. I’ve told her nothing about my past. Anything she knows is because she snooped where she had no business. The person I’ve shared the most with in the past decade is you.” Cain reached out, grasping the end of my tank top and pulling me gently to him. “You are the one I want a future with. I never thought I’d say that. But I am.” He brushed his mouth against mine, soft and strong. “Is my future enough for you?”

“Yes.” I breathed out the agreement. It was instinct. There was no other answer. I loved this man, and I wasn’t letting him go. “You’re enough. Always.”

“Thank fuck.” Cain lunged, tossing me over his shoulder and startling a laugh out of me.

“Cain! My groceries.”

He growled but turned back to the Range Rover, grabbed the bags, and shut the back hatch. “Groceries aren’t exactly my priority right now.”

“I need them for later.” I had a surprise in store for the man who held my future, and I didn’t want some wild animal to steal it out of his SUV.

Cain jogged up the steps as if I weighed nothing. Pulling the door open, he tossed the bags on the floor and headed towards his bedroom.

I pinched his butt. “It’s a good thing there wasn’t anything breakable in there.”

“If there was, we could always buy more.”

I groaned. I didn’t think I’d ever be able to get this man to be practical.

Cain flipped me off his shoulder, sending me sailing through the air and landing on his bed with anoomph. He grinned wickedly at me. “Now, that’s better.”

I smiled back. “Better would be naked.”

“That can be arranged.” Cain tugged the tee over his head, and I followed suit, pulling off my tank and slipping off my shorts. Cain cursed. “Seriously, no bra again?”

I bit my lip, staring up at the gorgeous man in front of me, a picture of smooth, tanned skin over hard, lean muscle. I wished I had a lick of artistic ability in me. I wanted to immortalize him just like this. “I’m kind of anti-bra when I can get away with it.”

Cain stepped closer to me, reaching out a hand and swiping a thumb across my nipple. It beaded under his touch. “You know that means I’ll constantly be staring at your tits from now on, wondering if you’re bare under there. People are going to think I’m a pervert.” I couldn’t hold in my laugh. “Oh, you think that’s funny, do you? That I have zero control when it comes to you? That you make me lose all common sense?” He gave my nipple a light pinch, twisting as he went.

I sucked in air. “Cain…” My voice was breathy, pleading.

“You like that?”

I nodded.

He pinched both nipples, a little harder this time, and sparks danced through my nerve endings as heat flooded my core. Cain slipped a hand under my hair, tugging my head back to grant him better access. He took my mouth in a slow assault. Stoked the fire that had been lit when he pinched my nipple and driving it higher.

I reached out, making quick work of the button on his jeans and pulling them down. With a dexterity I certainly didn’t possess, Cain kicked his pants aside. I grasped his cock and he sucked in a sharp breath. The smoothest silk that seemed to grow impossibly harder as I stroked. My fingers wandered. I wanted to know every inch of this man’s body, inside and out. He may not be able to give me his past, but I could have this. And I wanted to know it all. What turned him on, what drove him higher, what made him absolutely lose his mind.

I cupped his balls, tugging just slightly, and Cain tore his mouth away from mine, eyes blazing. “Are you trying to make me lose it?”

I grinned. “Maybe.”

“Fuck. I need a condom.” He strode towards the nightstand, starting to open it.

“I’m on the pill now. And I got checked.”

Cain’s head jerked in my direction. “When?”

I licked my lips. “When I had my follow-up at the doctor in town.”

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