Corrupted Chaos

by Shain Rose

“You listen and you get rewarded. You don’t, you get punished. You can ride my belt all you want, but when you don’t obey me, I’ll discipline you.”

“This is my breath now, baby doll.”

“And I get to control when you breathe, when you feel, when you see stars, or when you see darkness.”

Cade wasn’t a gentle lover. He wasn’t even a lover, really. He was just the guy fucking me into a different sort of universe than I’d ever experienced. His cock alone—so rigid, thick, and long—would have done that on its own. Yet he’d brought in breath play, he’d whipped my clit before working it, and he expected me to take each hard thrust with vigor.

“You’re flirting with passing out, love. You’re not careful enough.”

“You have lips made for sinning, Izzy.”

“I’m not kidding about the breath play.” I shrugged. “I’m fine.”

“You intend to have another man with his hand around your neck?”

“So what if I do? You’re not my keeper, Cade.”

“Don’t go try what we’ve done with just anyone.”

“I’m capable of taking care of myself, Cade,”

“And I’m capable of breaking every bone in a man’s body, but I’d like to refrain from doing that. So don’t do it. No one is allowed to hold your life in their hands except me. You understand?”

Izzy had done this to me. She’d left my office with the smell of her arousal still in the air, her words about seeing other men still echoing in my ears, and the taste of her still in my mouth.

“Oh, I heard. I’m the first room on the left. Name’s Rodney, and I’m fine with you sharing my room if you want.”

“Happy to share with you too. I’m pan, and you both seem like my jam.”

“If I come out of the closet on this trip, it’s for him.”

“Heather got the room assignments wrong. We need a private IP address to work out the last kinks of JUNIPER. So you’ll be staying with me.” “With you?”

“Bizzy, I’d be in there all day. Rodney is chef’s kiss, but Cade Armanelli, that’s forbidden perfection right there.”

“There’s one room and one bed in this cabin, Izzy. If you like, you can have the couch, but I figured you’d want a good night’s sleep and it’s a king size.” “Why would they put me in a cabin with you without two beds?”

“I told you. There was a mistake in the itinerary.” “Well, you can’t sleep in a bed with me!”

“This has to be reason enough for me to call my therapist, text my family, and maybe even fall off the wagon.” “If you do that, it’s not going to be on my watch,”

“Oh my God. Personal space, Cade.”

“You do realize my dick was so far up your pussy, I almost felt your heartbeat, right, dollface?”

“That was a one and done thing.” I held up a finger.

“It was actually two times—three if you count the e...

“I don’t think personal space is needed quite as much when I ...

“I’m staying with Rodney....

“You’re...

“I don’t work well with others.” He shrugged. “I don’t work well with you!”

“You have no respect for me, and you don’t believe I can do this. And I need—”

“I’m only working with you.”

“You might miss a few things, but you’re capable enough and more tolerable than most.”

“Thanks for bringing her back, Lucas.”

“Why fit in when you can stand out?” he asked. “You have more ability than any of those people out there.”

“Well, you hate me—” “I don’t hate you.”

“Yes, you do. We’ve told each other numerous times—”

“You’ve told me you hate me. I’ve never sai...

“Anyway, if he’s your ex, tell him to stay that way a...

My skirt bunched high on my thighs as I gasped. “Cade, what are you doing?” His breath was at my neck as he murmured into my ear, “Watching how fast you’re able to work while distracted.”

“You’re corrupting me, dollface. I tried to avoid you for days, and then I switched accommodations because I saw you look at another man. And I don’t know if I can concentrate with the smell of you in every corner of this cabin.”

“Fuck,” we both said at the same time, though for different reasons. I gave into the orgasm, and it blinded me, my pussy clenching around him like I needed him there for eternity. He probably swore because I’d decoded and broken into what he couldn’t.

“You’re better than I thought. You’re better than anyone, Izzy, and that’s a damn problem.”

“This can’t keep happening. I don’t even like you, and it’s a risk to my job. I’ve worked to prove I belong on this team.”

“Your family would see you either way. Everyone sees you, even when you’re not paying attention.”

So I didn’t know why my damn heart beat faster with her in the room and why I wanted to hear everything about her life now. Sure, she was the hottest fuck I’d had in a long time but pushing her past the facade she put up for everyone was becoming something I couldn’t stop myself from doing. It was also unavoidable with her sitting on my dick looking at me with those big hazel eyes that held flecks of gold, like she’d captured the sun and dimmed its shine just enough for us to be able to study them.

“I can’t look away from you, haven’t been able to since the moment I met you.”

Me, Lucas, people who’ve struggled with addiction and our reputations, we can’t. We have to set an example and show everyone we have it together. Always. Do you know how tiring that is?”

“I can imagine.”

“How can you? You’ve been—”

“My father was in the mob, I’m a product of the mob. And I have access to causing world destruction because I’m good at my job. People will alway...