Chapter 141 Chapter One hundred and forty
ARA
“Why can't we stay with our papa, Ara? We've only known him for like one week! Why did you tell Stuart to bring us back here?” Mollie whined, pouting her lips.
“I'm sorry, Mollie, but Nick is in danger right now. He asked us to pick you up, for your protection!” I tried to explain to them, but they just went away, murmuring their dissatisfaction.
My sisters’ footsteps faded down the corridor, their quiet complaints trailing behind them like echoes I couldn’t soothe.
They didn’t understand. How could they?
One week. That was all they’d had with Nick before chaos returned to claim us again.
Jimmy had survived the fire. Nick had narrowly escaped three assassination attempts in seven days.
Danger was no longer something circling us, it was living in our shadows.
I pressed my palms against the cool counter, trying to steady the thoughts racing through my mind when suddenly—
An arm slipped around my waist. A scream tore from my throat before a hand gently covered my mouth.
“Relax,” Thayne murmured against my ear, his chest vibrating with quiet laughter.
I twisted slightly, my heart still pounding, until I met his eyes.
“You scared me.” I scolded him.
“Wasn’t my intention.” His thumb brushed my cheek, grounding me. “You’ve been drifting somewhere far away.”
I exhaled slowly, the tension leaking out of my shoulders.
“Everything is falling apart, Thayne.”
His hold tightened, not trapping, just anchoring.
“It isn’t,” he said softly. “It feels that way because we’re in the middle of it.”
I leaned back into him despite myself, drawing comfort from the steady warmth of his body.
“The doctor said we need to have sex often to lower your stress levels,” he whispered, mischief threading through his tone.
A laugh slipped out before I could stop it. I couldn't believe him!
“That’s your medical recommendation?” I joked.
“I’m a very attentive husband.” He said, his hands reaching for one heavy breast and squeezing.
“I find it hard to believe.” I said.
“I can prove it.” He boasted, lowering his head to suck on my neck. My eyes fluttered close.
He loosened the rope securing the dress I was wearing, and it fell apart in soft folds around my waist. Because of the pregnancy my breasts were now super fuller, the nipples sharper and pointier, dark and sensitive.
Thayne’s fingers slid to them immediately, teasing the tight peaks with slow pinches and gentle tugs. I moaned, the sound slipping out before I could catch it.
I reached behind me to palm his cock through his jeans. He twitched hard in my hand, already thickening.
He squeezed both breasts at once, hard enough that I was forced to rub myself back against him just to keep my balance through the pleasure spiking down my spine.
“You’re such a dirty girl, Ara,” he groaned against my neck. “My pregnant slut.”
His dirty talk turned me on the more, causing the wetness to flood my thighs instead of just dripping.
His hand slid lower, over the curve of my stomach, then between my thighs. He cupped my pussy through the thin fabric of my panties, pressing the heel of his palm right against my clit.
I kept rubbing myself against his cock, teasing him, feeling him harden until he was stiff like a rock behind me.
He growled low in his throat. “Fuck, keep doing that, Arayna, and I won’t last.”
I smiled, wicked despite everything.
“Good.”
He yanked my panties aside and plunged two fingers inside me without warning. I gasped, my hips jerking forward onto his hand.
“I love it when you do that ‘come hitherto’ thing with your fingers inside me.” I whispered, still rubbing and grinding my ass against his cock.
“Look how wet you are,” he rasped. “You’ve been thinking about this all day, haven’t you? My cock stretching you open while your tits bounce for me.”
“Yes,” I moaned, rocking back onto his fingers. “I’ve been thinking of how it's been so long you fucked me. I want you to take me, claim me, brand me.”
He pulled his fingers out and spun me around so fast I gasped. My back hit the counter edge. He lifted me onto it in one smooth motion, spreading my thighs wide with his hips.
The dress fell open completely now, baring me from the waist down.
He dropped to his knees. There was no teasing or playing about. He licked his lips and gave me a wicked smile.
His mouth closed over my clit, and I instantly forgot who I was, what my name was.
I cried out, my hands flying to his hair. He ate me like he was starving, his tongue lashing, his lips pulling my clit, his eeth grazing just enough to sting.
Two fingers slid back inside me, pumping fast while his tongue worked my clit in relentless circles.
My hips bucked against his face. Pleasure coiled tight and fast, building until I was trembling on the edge.
“Thayne—oh God—”
He sucked harder, thrusting his tongue in and out of me, sliding his tongue up and down, lapping up my clit like it was a honeypot.
I came with a broken cry, my fingers pulling his hair as I pressed his face against my center.
Just when I thought it was over, he inched up a little, and brought his whole mouth down on me. His lips were vibrating on my clit this time, oh my fucking goodness!
His two hands reached up to toy with my nipples while his lips and tongue brought me to another orgasm. I was screaming so loud that I heard voices asking what was wrong.
Only then did he rise, flashing me a smug, satisfied grin.
“I can't get enough of you, your taste. Ready for more action, love?” He asked, pulling my nipples until they turned red.
“You know I always want more action, Thayne.” I told him, still panting from the intense orgasm he'd just given me.
He freed his cock from his pants and stroked it twice.
“Beg for it, Ara. Beg for this cock.”
“Please, I need your cock inside me, Thayne. I need you now.” I purred, opening my thighs wider.
He lifted my thighs and held them at an angle that wouldn't disturb my stomach, then he pressed himself against my entrance.
He slapped his cock over my clit multiple times, and I nearly slid off the counter from writhing like a goddamn serpent.
“Is there a particular reason you're toying with—”
He cut me off with one smooth, deep thrust.
I screamed his name.
Every thrust was like a step back closer to heaven. Thayne's cock pounded into me with savage thrusts, the sound echoing around us.
My breasts bounced with every slam of his hips, my nipples still swollen and aching from his earlier attention.
He leaned down, taking one into his mouth, sucking, biting, tugging, while his cock drove into me over and over.
Suddenly, something inside him broke and he widened my legs, pounding with more intensity, his eyes so dark that I wondered where all the green went to.
I squirted onto his cock, my juices dripping like water on the counter, causing each thrust to echo even louder.
Thayne's thumb found my clit, rubbing and circling and pinching.
I didn't just come, I squirted like I'd never done before, screaming his name over and over again.
Then, Thayne's phone started to ring in his back pocket.
He tried to ignore it, but it kept ringing. Without sliding out of me, he reached for his phone and picked the call.
“Mr. Slade, we need to get a lawyer. Jimmy has taken the tape scandal to court. He's suing you and Nick for blackmail.” That was Sasha's voice. I didn't even know she'd started working again. Not after everything she'd suffered in the hands of Thayne's enemies.
“I'll meet you in twenty minutes.” Thayne said, cutting the call.
What I'd always feared the most was finally happening. Everyone would see that tape. They would see my mother's shame, the pain she had borne for years.
And once again, I couldn't cover it up.