Corrupted Chaos

by Shain Rose

“Cade, if someone comes out here—” “They’ll know you belong to me on this retreat. They need to know that anyway.”

I only cared that people would get to see her vulnerable, see what I was starting to think was mine.

Everything about her mattered to me; I’d just started to see that.

“Nobody gets me but me,”

I always knew Izzy struggled with something, she fought with letting go like she had to keep herself bottled up for the rest of her life. But she was wrong, because I was coming for her. I wouldn’t stop until I got her either.

“I get the real you, baby doll. Me. Because I fuck it out of you ...

“Anybody can fuck an orgasm out of someone, Cade. Doesn’t mean you’re getting a damn thing other than that,” I knew she owned me.

“I’m marking the you that you think no one wants to see, Izzy. It’s mine, right here, right now.”

“You’re damn near perfect in the dirt, Izzy Hardy. I’m struggling not to take a picture of you.” “I’m an absolute mess.” “And that’s exactly how I want you,”

“You realize I gave the go-ahead to have my father killed, right?” I blurted, like she needed to know that the man she’d just fucked was essentially a murderer.

“Then you did the good the world claims by getting rid of him,” she murmured, and for some reason, her acceptance lifted a weight from my shoulders that I didn’t know I’d been carrying.

“Next time another man tries to put their clothing on you, consider that I’m going to cut it off and burn it. Got it, dollface?” “I’m not really sure I do get it.”

“I can’t be in any sort of relationship with my boss, Cade. And quite frankly, we don’t like each other enough to be in one.”

“I like you just fine. I especially enjoy your pussy—”

Izzy Hardy was just as obsessed with screwing me as I was with screwing her.

She stared at it, completely puzzled as I took a small key to twist on the inside of the bracelet. It snapped open, and she gasped when she saw its inner walls lined with large diamonds. Her eyes sparkled in question as I clamped it around her wrist and used the key on the other side to lock it.

“What is this?” she whispered. “A gift for the woman who’s proven herself to me always.”

“You’re wearing it until I take it off of you,”

“Remember the taste of me when your fuckboy comes over to make you feel nice. And know that I’m in charge. If he veers even one iota off the scheduled programming, I’m throwing him off our porch.”

“I’m only going to allow him in our place for so long with you tasting this good. But let’s enjoy it, huh? See how loud another man can make you scream.”

“Don’t touch my mouth, Rodney.”

“Well, if that isn’t a golden pussy on a platter, I don’t know what is,” Cade murmured.

“She smells fucking divine, Cade.” “I know,”

“Bring her to orgasm without tasting her, though, Rodney.” “What?”

“He can taste me no...

“Dollface, I make the rul...

“I’m convinced you can handle the world if I gave it to you all fucked up, Izzy,”

The question sliced through my heart as Cade stared at me with those amber eyes. He was accepting me, giving me this, pushing boundaries for my pleasure. “You did this for me,” I whispered.

“No more, Rodney.”

“Stay and watch or leave. I don’t care which. Your mouth isn’t allowed to touch her pussy though.” With that, Cade brought me down hard on his dick.

“You feel all this?”

“It’s what I give you. You want a little good time, dollface, and you get the best fucking of your life. With me. Always with me.”

“Time for you to go, Rodney.”

“I always enjoy hearing you get off and fucking your pussy, Izzy. Admittedly, I think I enjoy it more when it’s just me.” “Okay.”

“I want you. Now.”

“I’m going to fuck you all night, dollface. Fuck you till you can’t walk, can’t breathe, can’t talk—unless it’s to scream my name. And it will be only my name you’re screaming.”

“No more men near my pussy, you understand?”

“Cade,” I pulled at the tie again. “It was just f—” “No more fun unless it’s with me.”

“You’re ...

I showed him my darkest secret, trusted him with a part of me I didn’t want anybody to see. He had the power now. I’d given it all to him.

“Am I a dangerous love or a safe one, Izzy?” he asked

“I let Rodney in here for your enjoyment. Not mine.”

“Don’t confuse my willingness to make you happy with how serious I am about you. I would’ve never have done that before.”

“Because I don’t share . . . except for you. For some reason, I’m inclined to make you feel good, even if it fucks with my head. I loved seeing you look alive while I watched, but don’t think for a second I’d let it happen again. You and I are done with others from this point on.”

“Why? Because I haven’t told anyone this. You shouldn’t know this, Cade! Why would you even want to?”

“Because I want to know everything about you. I’m trying to figure you out, to understand you.”

“I don’t want ...

“I’m not a fucking algorithm to decode. I’m a screw up. That’s it.”

I was standing in front of him, vulnerable, and I didn’t know if my heart could handle someone loving the real me again, someone breaking my heart and leaving again.

“Funny that you’re more attractive as a screwup than a well-put-together doll. I mean, don’t get me wrong. I’d take you either way, but this you is what I want.”