Our food arrives and we all lean back, allowing the waitress to place our food on the table.
“Phil hated conflict. And Heidi was always…” Maggie trails off, shrugging her shoulders.
“Where do you guys live?” Mikayla asks.
“Here, in Bellevue. Are you going on vacation?” Maggie asks. “You mentioned Texas,” she adds.
“We moved to Texas,” Jack says.
“We live on my ranch near Crystal Falls,” I explain.
“Would you like to visit us?” Mikayla bursts out.
“You’d like to get to know us?” Walter asks, his voice low, tentative.
“If you’d like to get to know us,” Mikayla says softly.
I can see the wall being erected. She’s scared. I take her hand and squeeze.
“I would love that,” Maggie says.
Chapter Forty-Three
Mikayla
I’m definitely a little crazy. But this matters to me… so fuck it! I am who I am!
It’s Friday night. I’ve already worked a full shift, but I need to get this done before tomorrow. The two-bedroom house needed to be cleaned, sheets changed, and the kitchen stocked before they arrive.
I can’t believe they all agreed to come—to stay here. As is my way, I clean with musicblaring, my ass shaking as Lizzo belts out “It’s About Damn Time” over the Bluetooth speaker I brought with me.
I shake my ass, and twirl as I bob my head. It’s always time for Lizzo, and she’s a great cleaning companion.
The kitchen gleams, and the refrigerator is full of yummy snacks. I’m so nervous I can barely see straight. I also haven’t really been sleeping well, my excitement invading my slumber.
“Sunroof” by Nicky Youre & hey daisy comes on, and I realize I’m done. There’s literally nothing left to clean.
“You have two choices,” a deep voice says from behind me. His big hands grab my breasts from behind.
“And what are they?” I ask breathlessly.
“I can fuck you here,” he murmurs huskily in my ear, “or I can take you outside and fuck you on the porch. We don’t have time to wait until we get home,” he adds, sucking my earlobe into his mouth, then tugging it between his teeth.
My nipples tingle, sparks of electricity dance over my skin whenever he touches me. It’s all I can think about!
“Too late!” Caine yells out, grabbing my waist and placing me on the island in the kitchen. “Perfect height,” he growls.
He gives me no time to even respond before he yanks off my sweatpants and panties. He unbuckles his belt and drops his pants, then grips my ass, his fingers digging into my flesh.
“Fuck!” I groan. And then he’s inside me and my body screams with pleasure. “Caine!” I scream as I adjust to him.
“I waited,” he growls before thrusting inside me. “I waited,” he repeats.
In and out, his dick glides through me, his strokes sending me higher and higher until I can’t climb any more. I’m so high I’m terrified of the fall.
“Love me, baby, let go, just love me,” he groans from above me, like he knows what I’m feeling. “Fuck baby! Come!”
I erupt! Screaming my release, my arms wrapped tightly around his chest. I go completely rigid.
