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Craving Mr. Cane Black Roses
Still riding from the high of the fantastic weekend, I almost glide over to my desk. Everything just feels lighter now. Like everything is in its rightful place. Everything will be okay, nothing can stop me from having the best day ever since my boss is no longer breathing down my back and causing me stress. Nothing could bring me down from this high. Not that I wasn’t sure before about his feelings, but it’s good to know we’re on the same exact page. There are no games being played, there are no secrets or anything that could ruin what we feel for each other. Everything will work out. It’s just a matter of time before everything gets settled and straightened out about his father’s last will and testament. I just need to trust him and trust his word. I nod, strengthening my resolve. Reaching my desk, I do a double take. A bizarre-looking package sits unassumingly on my chair. But its weird packaging and the haphazard way it’s placed right on my chair is suspicious. Usually, when
Last Updated : 2023-06-13Craving Mr. Cane Desires Fulfilled
He takes my hand and looks back at me. I nod at him, reassuring him that my decision is final. He smiles and pulls me to the threshold of his room. “You sure?” he asks again. “Yes.” He nudged me until my back was on the door of his room. “There’s no going back after this,” he informs me. I kiss him to shut him up. “I’m sure,” I said. And just to make things more clear I lick into his mouth. I sucked on his tongue and nibbled on his lip. Licking it just for good measure. “Why are you so good at this?” he growled as he dazedly looked at my lips. I shrugged. I’m just doing what I’ve fantasized about from the first day we met. He pushed me onto the door. “You’re driving me crazy, Olivia,” he murmured to my ear while he pressed his entire front to me. I can feel the hardness of his muscles, I can feel his erection poking me through his clothes. He grabbed my thighs and I immediately hopped on his waist. He places me right on his erection and grinds into me, pushing me to the d
Last Updated : 2023-06-14Craving Mr. Cane Pure Bliss
“Austin, please,” I moan out. I close my eyes at his first thrust. Savoring the fullness once again. Will I ever get used to him entering me? “That first time you were here cooking,” he said. Sliding in and out. “You looked like you belonged here,” he kissed my neck. He kneaded my breasts with both hands, using them to pull me back to him on his upward thrusts. “I love it here,” I said. Not sure if I’m making sense. Every time he’s inside me, I turn to mush. “I love being inside you,” he emphasized by pressing my thighs onto the island and pushing into me, almost lifting me up with the force of his thrusts. “Grip this,” he commanded. Pulling my ass out and I automatically leaned my head on the counter. On the next slide out, he made sure that my hips were angled and then he plunged his c*ck inside me slowly. He drove into me leisurely, taking his time. “I like this,” he stroked my naked back as he clutched my hair. “So sexy,” he murmured. “Ugh… hmm…” I couldn’t help but react w
Last Updated : 2023-06-15Craving Mr. Cane Wild Card
A man stands outside the building of Cane Industries. His jittery hands clutched a paper cup filled with steaming coffee. He takes a puff out of his cigarette before tossing it on the pavement near the building’s entrance to the underground parking. He takes his key card from his bag. He detests the blue lanyard given to him on his first day 3 years ago but still puts it up for the entrance. The beep beep the machine makes when it scans his ID grates his ears. He scoffs at the lady at the reception who has her beady eyes following his movements. “Fucking bitch,” he muttered. He looks around, hoping to catch a glimpse of someone else. His favorite girl. Where the hell is she? It’s starting to piss him off. He came in thirty minutes early, right around when she passed through those doors every morning. He couldn’t have missed her, so he made sure to check outside. She must have had difficulties on her commute. It’s still snowing hard even if the storm passes. He clenched his f
Last Updated : 2023-06-20Craving Mr. Cane The Two of Us
I can’t shake the feeling that someone is watching me. It’s this overwhelming sense of personal invasion. For the past couple of weeks, I find myself with goosebumps all over my arms every time I sit down at my desk. The stalker. I look around to spot any gadgets that can pass off as a hidden camera. Would I even know what to look for? I scan the walls, wary of any device but there’s nothing. None that I can visibly detect. Am I getting paranoid? But that’s silly, why would I feel like that when everything is so good these days? It’s a big day, maybe I’m just worried and anxious. That must be it. I should just calm down and maybe discuss this with Austin. But I know this stalker situation can’t go on, I feel so weird every time I’m at work. I fidget in my seat. Sitting down has been a bit hard lately. A chuckle escapes my lips. No dark thought can withstand Austin Cane. I would rather take the soreness all over my body because of all the crazy marathon sex instead of the creepy
Last Updated : 2023-06-21Craving Mr. Cane Dinner Fiasco
Acid. The acid in my stomach does not let me sit in peace. I press on it, thumbing it down, hoping that it will subside. Fat chance of that happening. Austin swerves towards a fork in the road, a long winding road leads up to a majestic view. It’s not a mansion, it looks more like a castle. A castle sitting atop a hill. It’s ridiculously cliche and intimidatingly so. I breathe out. The only thing keeping me from panicking and bolting is him. This is it. He places his hand on my bouncing knees, trying to calm me down as we enter the gate. I clutch the dessert I made the prior night just for this. Never go empty-handed as a guest. I do hope at the very least the effort would count for something. He takes my hand in his as he walks me to the door. I don’t pay much attention to the grandeur of the mansion and focus on the way I’m breathing. It would be more embarrassing to pass out even before passing through the threshold. Classical music plays in the background, of course.
Last Updated : 2023-06-22Craving Mr. Cane Lion's Den
Austin The year that Sebastian passed away was a blurry one. I was hospitalized and mostly drugged for a week, the nurses told me. A cracked rib, lacerations, and so many stitches left me bed-bound right after the ordeal. When I went home, all traces of my brother were nowhere to be seen at the mansion. It’s like he was never even there in the first place. His room was emptied and locked. No pictures, all his belongings were just suddenly gone. Father and Mother were never the same again. If before they were nonchalant at best towards me, after Seb we were three strangers occupying the same house. They didn’t have to tell me that they blamed me for being the sole survivor of the kidnapping. Days, weeks even months went by without any conversation. They refused to look at me. Any exchange of words was in the form of the servants passing along messages. At some point, it was when all my scars weren’t fresh anymore, I think they realized I had to go back to school so they shipped me
Last Updated : 2023-06-25Craving Mr. Cane Love Sucks
He didn't come home. He said he'd come home to me but I was alone in bed when I woke up the next morning. I hurry over to the kitchen, maybe he's just having breakfast. I round the corner but he's not there. Charlie tails me as I check Austin’s gym and office. I even checked my old room. Nada, he's not here. They may have something important to talk about. His mother was a bit distraught. He might have needed to support her. I purse my lips, she’s not my favorite person and she’s a pain in the ass but she is still my boyfriend’s mother. I just wish she wouldn’t insult me all the time. I can only take so much. I drag my feet over back to the kitchen and give Charlie her kibbles. She whines and nudges my leg with her small snout. She doesn't scarf down her food immediately. She must be feeling my anxiety about her dad. "It's okay, baby, your dad will be home any minute now," I assure her while massaging her ear. "We'll just wait for him, okay?" I clutch my stomach. The feeling o
Last Updated : 2023-06-26
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Craving Mr. Cane Madman
“Get up,” he said. “Now. Hands on the table.” I scrambled up and stood at attention. Slowly, ever so slowly, he put his knee in between my legs from behind. “Legs apart, Olivia.”I was vibrating with anticipation at this point. Everything felt charged. I held my breath as I felt him touch his front slightly on my back. I felt his breath on me, touching my skin as he inspected me. “Where did he touch you?” his soft voice was menacing. “I… Austin…” I stammered while he stood beside me. I felt his choppy breath skirting my shoulder. The goosebumps on my skin were ever prevalent. I couldn’t move, I was stuck as a statue. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. He left me paralyzed just by his presence. “I asked you a question, Olivia.” “I don’t…” “You don’t remember?” “I would rather not,” I exhaled. “How did it feel?” “What? I, I don’t know…” “You’re trying to forget, I understand. But you need to open up for me. “ He said this as he wedged his knee between mine. “Ugh…” “Did he tou
Craving Mr. Cane Control
“You’re right. You did a very bad thing, Olivia. And for so long, you tested my patience.” I shivered at the tone of his voice. It sent chills through me. “You made me watch you at your lowest point. You made me endure everything. All because, what? I love you? I watched you, did you know that?” He stood menacingly. My eyes were focused on him undoing his belt, painstakingly slow. “I’m sorry,” I whispered. At this point, these little words have lost their meaning. He stopped beside me. I stared at the bulge in front of me. He gripped my hair. The caring touches at the hospital are long gone now. In its place, he started squeezing my hair. “You had me so worried. I was losing my mind, did you know that?” he gritted out. “I didn’t know what to do, I was so helpless. I couldn’t even get to you. It’s like you were so far away, in your own head.” “I was… I’m…”“Don’t you fucking say you’re sorry. We’re way past that now.” “But,” I struggled to stay in our conversation but I was dis
Craving Mr. Cane Poking The Bear
“I messed up,” I told Austin. We were in our dining table when I got home from the hospital. Somehow, the guilt and the shame pushed me to bare it all out. “Something needs to change. I NEED to change. I royally fucked up and this whole thing is my mess,” I added. He sat there and I knew he was starting to defend my actions again. “You were drugged. He manipulated you…”I stopped him. “That’s true. But what about all the other decisions I made? I decided to continue with the booze. I chose to take what he was giving me, Austin. Even if I was endangering my job, even if I was getting out of control. I chose those things. You can’t… I can’t pin this all on anybody else but me. I have a part in all this mess. A big part, actually.” He lowered his head. Maybe he’s realizing I have a point. “I trust too easily. Call it naivety or just plain stupidity, but I always choose to see the good in people. Even to my detriment.”He looked up at me. “But that’s what I like about you. You chose t
Craving Mr. Cane This Time 'Round
“I’m so sorry, Austin. Please!” The words fell from my mouth even as I was beginning to wake up. The crushing guilt enveloped me right when I saw his face hovering beside me. “It’s alright, you’re okay…” He kept on saying. “No, no, I-” “Whatever it is, that’s fine. We’re going to be okay.”“No, you don’t understand. He did things… I was…” I tried to explain. I tried to rationalize and did my best to come out with it but he just wouldn’t let me. “I said it’s alright, Olivia. My god, the doctors just gave me a rundown of the drugs circulating in your system. They had to pump it out of you just a few hours ago, Liv. It was that toxic.” “I know, I wasn’t myself. I was so messed up. But it was still me, somehow. I had a decision, I made them, a lot of them. Things I regret.” “What are you... What are you saying? What happened?” His brows bunched and I immediately thought how adorable it was until I was reminded of what actually went down in that room. “He took advantage of me. And
Craving Mr. Cane Hate
“I fucking hate you. I hate what you’re doing to me. You’re doing this to me when you know what I’ve been through. You’re no better than all the worst men I know.”He laughed when I said this. He grinned like I was a silly little child complaining. Like I was a mere plaything. Like I don’t have any right to disturb him. It made my blood boil and my insides squirm. “You tricked me. You made me believe in all your bullshit. Just so you could, what? Do this to me?” “Isn’t it worth it? I do say so myself.” He smiled like he already won this game we were playing. Checkmate, his face said it all. “I beg to disagree,” my voice was barely a whisper. But my rage was slowly cooking. It’s seeping through my drug-infused senses. It’s waking me up.I scrunched my eyes. “You’re going to pay for this.” “Yeah, sure. You’re saying that as if you’re not dying to fuck me right now. Need I remind you how wet you are? You’re about to put me inside you, sweetheart. Don’t worry, I can prolong this. J
Craving Mr. Cane Monster
I couldn't focus on anything. My body is on fire. It’s itching to move on its own, seeking pleasure, wanting the release.He was driving me crazy and I felt like nothing was in my control. Somehow, this was everything that I wanted at this moment, and yet… and yet… “What do you want, Olivia?” he whispered. The voice is enticing, making me lose all sense of control.I want to be ravaged. I want to be owned. It’s driving me insane. This animalistic need that’s welling up in me. And yet… “No…” I tried to tell him. “This is…” I tried again. “What?” He pressed his lips on the side of my throat. So light that I barely felt it. Somehow that’s worse. He lifted his other hand, the one that’s not tormeting me and glided it from my face, to my neck to my arms. Right down to my lower back. He pressed on it. Making me slide onto him forward and to his waiting hand. His fingers pressed on my intimate parts. He barely moved it. I was burning from the inside. An internal battle raging in me.
Craving Mr. Cane Ecstasy
"You want me to fucking relax? Are you… goddamn crazy?" I said, bewildered and very much annoyed. "Just enjoy it. I'm sure you'll love it." He looked at his watch. "20 minutes, and you'll feel it."And just like that, everything started to feel good. Just like he said. The antsy feeling in my gut was starting to dissipated. "Am I… am I floating?" I giggled. I stared at my hand and smiled. "There you are," he smiled back. It gave me this strange sense of peace, like nothing I've ever felt before. The weight on my chest is getting lifted. "I feel floaty, Matthew." "I know. Isn't it great? I mixed those for you. Especially for you, sweetheart." He began touching my hand. My initial thought was to remove it but then… "Do you like it? Do you feel better?" And I did. I was light, I was happy. Finally. My god. I smiled, I really smiled. "You're so fucking beautiful, have I told you that?" He sat down beside me. "Nope. You haven't but I'm starting to feel it. I kinda feel pretty.
Craving Mr. Cane Something Wicked This Way Comes
‘Sweetheart’, the term made my skin crawl. I never knew such a word could make me want to vomit that much. Or was it just the pills he shoved down my throat? I have no idea at this point. Does it matter? I’m in deep shit. There’s no other description of the situation. I watched him as he tried to hide his triumphant smug grin. “Please…” I pleaded. “Please, what? Let you go?” he shrugged. “Can’t do that.” “Matthew…” “Hmm… I really… really like that,” he confessed. “I just love hearing it from you. Makes me so excited, you know?” I closed my eyes. Everything was spinning. I scrunched them, maybe if I will this whole thing to go away… “Look at me,” he said menacingly. “Just… don’t go away. You like to not be here, I’m fed up with that. Stay here with me, okay?” “Where do I go?” I prodded. Anything to keep him talking. He might not do anything bad if we just talk. Fat chance of that happening but I can try, can’t I? I have no other choice. “Your past. You always go back,” he sa
Craving Mr. Cane Je Ne Sais Quoi
I went numb. All movements halted as I processed the information he gave me. “I... I should be scared? But… what have I done?” I couldn’t believe the things he was saying. Why is he mad? I should go. I tried to get up once again. He put more weight on my twisted arm, he’s crushing me down the cushion. I felt the panic rising more and more. I wanted to scream and run hysterically but I tried to stamp it down. That won’t help me now. He’s far stronger and angrier, I don’t stand a chance if it will come to blows. One-on-one combat has never gone well for women against men. “Can you release me? You’re hurting me, Matthew.” “No. You’re just going to leave,” he said but somehow his hold eased up. “I’m not, can we just talk about this first? There’s no need to get physical.” I tried to reason with the man, the primal need to escape from danger not letting up one bit. “If you let me go, I’ll stay. I promise.” “You’re too smart for your own good but I guess we could talk.” He releas
