Cashmere walked through the tower door. She stood motionless for a few seconds as she tried to figure out where Pike, her husband, was. She had only been gone for a few minutes to drop off the baby off to Olivia. Her eyes went to the fireplace where he had been sitting when she had left. Closing the door behind her, she walked slowly into the room. The sound of running water caught her attention. She let out a sigh as she realized he was showering.
She slid the hair-tie off her wrist, put her long, wavy hair up into a messy bun, and walked into the bathroom. Cashmere’s eyes narrowed as they adjusted to the steamy bathroom. She could make out the silhouette of his massive, muscular body, and the tattoo that covered his entire back that was facing her.
She had been at a loss for words during dinner, and after they had retreated to their room to get their son ready for his sleepover with his grandma, the right words never came either. Pike’s silence and pained expression were almost unbearable. There was no denying that the shit had hit the fan. She had more than happily agreed to escape to the family castle to get away from the mounting tension of his parents. She had to admit that Olivia had been slowly, but surely, starting to work her nerves. At every turn, the damn woman had to put her two cents in everything as if she couldn’t decide on her own. Hell, Cashmere had been the CEO of an exclusive brothel. She had to manage estates around the globe, budget accounts that generated 265 million dollars yearly, and oversaw her female workers and other staff members since turning nineteen years old.
“Getting in a spa treatment,” muttered Pike.
He heard her when she had entered the bathroom.
“Just admiring the view.”
“It’s even better in here,” he suggested.
Her light brown eyes fell to his erect cock when he swung open the frosted, glass shower door. He smiled as her dark nipples hardened into diamonds before his eyes. His gazed roamed over her mocha-colored skin to stop at the dark purple mark he’d left on her upper thigh, very close to her cunt, from their love making that morning. Where other women might have taken issue with the fact that he was a biter and left hickeys on her flesh, he knew it excited her to see them afterward.
She tilted her head. “You don’t want to talk first?”
Pike held out his hand for her to take. “I don’t want to talk about them at all. I have my own life to live.”
He felt an electric shock shoot through him when her hand touched his. Pike bit his lip and stepped back to give her room in the shower.
“Please,” he whispered against her mouth.
“I thought I was usually the one begging,” she teased.
Pike smirked. His fingertips traced her throat. “True, but tonight I need something different.” He read the questioning look in her eyes. “I don’t want to be in control. I’m giving it to you.”
His request wasn’t a strange one. His parents were close to ending their marriage. Pike, being the oldest by two years, had always felt that he had to shoulder the burden, including being the ref for his parents. He was tired. All he wanted to do was feel—not think, not call the shots, and not shoulder the burden of being in control.
“Time to prime the pump.”
His eyebrow went up at her comment. Cashmere gasped when he pinched her nipple hard.
“You seem ready to me.”
“Then I’m just being greedy,” she remarked.
Pike licked the water that was cascading from the shower head from his lips. He allowed her to push him to his knees. Not pausing, he ravished her pussy. He felt the pressure on the back of his head as she ground her hips, forcing his tongue to flick over and taste the places that she commanded.
“I want your dick. Now. No,” she snapped in a husky voice, causing Pike to freeze in his attempt to rise.
“Sit down and lean back.”
He waited under hooded lids while she lowered herself onto his engorged, long dick. It only took her a second before she was riding him like a bat out of hell. He bit down on his bottom lip while he focused on the sensation and not cumming. Her pussy never seemed to loosen. It was as tight as a virgin, and as wet as a whore. Instead of leveling her weight on her knees, Cashmere used her trained legs to hop on him like a frog. He watched her ass wobble before he closed his eyes and leaned his head back.
“How do I feel?” she moaned.
“Hot. Wet. Oh, God, so fuckin’ tight,” he grunted.
She hid a secret smile. Cashmere knew he was close to losing it. Pike never did well with handing over his control in the bedroom. His groan vibrated throughout the shower at the feel of her tongue swirling around in his ear before she bit down hard on his earlobe. Suddenly, Pike had her on the shower floor with her knees touching her shoulders. His body kept her from drowning under the hot water that streamed down from overhead.
He didn’t sound like a man, but a beast, with every growl that erupted from his lips. Cashmere knew he was going to have to carry her to the bed because the force of his thrusts was going to render her unable to walk. Pike paused to rotate his hips, reaching further into her pussy.
“I’ll end it quickly,” he promised.
She tried to speak, but she was only able to manage a moan. They both knew that if he continued at this pace and with the size of his dick, what had started out as a pleasurable fuck would turn into abuse. He leaned back to lower her legs. Pike got to his feet while she held on tight to his neck as he cemented her back to the shower wall. Sliding his strong arms under her thighs, he held her and spread her legs wide at the same time.
Cashmere’s cries rung out in the bathroom as he set to finishing things. Because of their rough lovemaking, he had chosen the tower for their room to keep the grunts, cries, screams, and other sex sounds from reaching the ears of the others. They were both kinky freaks, but that was their secret. Pike nibbled on her neck as he felt her get wet again. The tremors of the walls of her pussy let him know she was close to her release. Soon, the abnormally tight muscles of her pussy would contract and clamp down to hold his throbbing cock prisoner.
“Fuck!” he said through gritted teeth. Pike swayed under the force of her release. He didn’t want to. God knew he had wanted to keep going, but the experience of her release was to just too damned good.
His groan of ecstasy mingled with her pants as he felt his dick jerk and sputter his hot cum into her womb.
“I will always love you,” she whispered.
Pike closed his eyes. She always knew what he needed to hear.