Caine Stories

The way he looks at me makes my whole body tingle. His deep green eyes can see everything. He never seems to miss a thing when he’s watching me. "I'm not wanting to scare you, but I want you. I want you so much I might have to take you on the floor,” he murmurs, his hands moving around my waist as the door behind me opens. I feel my skin flush and I see the corners of his lips turn up into a wicked smile, his eyes dark. A...

“Put this on,” he murmurs and his boyish sparkle glows brighter. “What is it?”  “A blindfold.” I lean away from him, narrowing my eyes.         “What do I need a blindfold for?” "The surprise. I promise you I’m not looking to have my wicked way with you… yet.” That slow promise in his voice in that single short word ‘yet’ sends resonating throbs of desire straight through me from my breasts all the way to my thighs.  “I n...