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don’t stick around for his response or anything else. I’m done here.
I’m done with Asher.
I’m done with Mindy.
I’m done with the whole fucking thing and I need some air.
When I get to the parking lot, I stop, bracing my hands on my knees and breathe. The tears that have been threatening to come finally do and a sob breaks free from my chest. Before I can crumble into a heap on the ground, Cage’s strong arms are there—catching me, keeping me from falling.
“I’m here,” Cage whispers. “I got you.”
He’s right. He’s got me and he holds me until I can finally stand on my own two feet again, walking me to the truck and helping me into the passenger seat, even going as far as reaching across and buckling my seat belt for me.
I let him, because right now, I feel so numb.
What was I thinking?
How could I have ever loved someone as vile as Asher Williams?
How did I not see the real him?
The hurt and betrayal from Mindy’s revelation are tangible, feeling like weights on my arms and legs.
“Where do you want to go?” Cage asks, concern and tenderness in his voice.
“Anywhere but here.”
After he gets into the driver’s seat and starts it up, we sit for a minute in the parking lot, Cage’s hand on mine as we let the last half hour sink in.
“I’m sorry,” he says. “I should’ve been there—”
“No,” I tell him, my throat feeling raw. “That needed to happen. Don’t be sorry.”
Eventually, he puts the truck in drive and we make our way out of the parking lot and back to the main road. As we drive back to town, my mind whirls and I just want to shut it up… somehow, some way.
“Want me to take you home?” Cage asks when we get closer.
“No.”
“Tell me what you need, Tempest. Anything, I’ll do it.”
“Help me forget… just for a little while.”
Chapter 26
Cage
We’re barely inside my bedroom when Tempest attacks me, her mouth on mine and her hands on my belt.
I know what she wants… what she needs and I’ll gladly give it to her. I’m hers to use for as long as she desires, but I hope she knows I’m here for her in all aspects, not just the physical.
That doesn’t mean she has to do all the work, though.
While she undresses me, I start removing her clothes, as well. “As gorgeous as you are in this suit, I’ve been dying to take if off you all night.” When her top is gone, my mouth goes straight for her nipple, sucking it until she cries out. Tempest stops working on my clothes and grips onto my head when I switch to her other breast, throwing her head back and gasping in pleasure.
“I need you, Cage.” Her words are breathless and full of passion. She’s so beautiful when she’s vulnerable like this, but I want to see her strength right now. I want her to take charge.
I brush my lips across hers and slide my fingers through her hair, holding her gaze on me. “I’m yours, Tempest. I’m yours to use however you need to tonight. All of your anger and pain, your frustration and resentment… use my body to purge all that negativity.”
She looks uncertain, like she doesn’t think she can do what I’m saying or that she’ll hurt me in some way. The truth is, the only way she can hurt me is by shutting me out and not allowing me to help her.
“I don’t know how,” she whispers.
“Take me. Take my body and get your pleasure however the fuck you want. Clear your mind and just feel. Break yourself into a million pieces, if you need to. All I ask, is that you let me help put you back together.”
I watch as her eyes tear up, brightening the green of her irises. “Do it.” My voice is soft but firm, showing her the truth behind my words. After a brief moment, Tempest releases a deep breath and where there were tears is now fire.
Yes.
My shirt already on the floor and my pants undone, she slides them and my boxers down to my feet before pushing on my shoulders until I’m sitting on the bed behind me. I quickly kick off my shoes so the rest of my clothes can follow, leaving me naked and hard for her. So fucking hard.
Tempest takes the rest of her clothes off as I watch but, thank fuck, she leaves her heels on. How I haven’t come