Caitlin Brooks: Grace Cameron

Chapter Six

A few months later
In the few months that she had been with Cormac she had gained his trust by bringing in high class shipments of any weapons that Cormac had asked for. He had also suggested three weeks ago that she should move into his villa in order to make business run smoother. That was why Caitlin was sat by the pool in her red bikini, taking in the mid-day French sun when something blocked it. She opened her eyes and slid her sunglasses down her nose, looking up at Cormac. 
"You're blocking my sun" 
"I like the view from here" he smiled "In France it's customary to go nude" 
"That's only on the beach. You're going to have to try harder than that to see me naked" he laughed as he moved to sit on the lounger next to hers. 
"Get dinner with me tonight" 
"I don't fuck where I work" she pushed her glasses back up her nose as she lay down again. 
"Who said anything about fucking?" she laughed "I just want dinner" 
"I'm sure that's all you want" she scoffed. 
"My chef will make us a good meal, we can drink expensive wine. We can even talk business if you want. I just want dinner with you" 
"You want me there naked too? Or do I have to pick out something pretty for you to look at?" 
"I'll leave that up to you" he stood, using the arm rests on her lounger to lean over her "You are the something pretty I have to look at, no matter what your wearing" 
"That's what makes my choice so hard. It kind of makes me want to turn up naked" she smirked as the vein in his neck bulged. 
"Don't tempt me with something so irresistible, Caity"
"What if I like driving you a little bit crazy?"
"You won't like my crazy side" his voice dropped to a low tone as he looked down at her body. 
"Did you ever think that a woman will tell you what she likes? And that maybe she likes a bit of crazy? Maybe a bit rough too?" she smirked as his jaw tensed. He started to walk away when her voice made him stop. 
"Maybe I'll wear something see-through, best of both worlds" she heard him growl under his breath before he disappeared into the house. 

Grace headed downstairs. She chose a long black dress with slits on both sides to mid-thigh and the top had a slit down the middle showing off the snake tattoo between her breasts. As she reached the bottom of the stairs, she meet Cormac's eyes across the hall to where he stood in the doorway to the living room. 
"I see you chose something pretty" 
"Maybe you can see something naked later" she teased, earning a smirk in response. She went down the last three steps, joining Cormac in the doorway. She took his arm, letting him guide her into the dining room and to the table. He pulled out the chair for her to sit down before he poured them both a glass of wine.
"What is this? A last meal? A business deal? A seduction?" 
"What if it was all of the above?" he teased, taking the seat at the head of the table, beside her. 
"Coming from you, I don't mind. But I'd much rather prefer a seduction" 
"You've bought in more business in the last three months than my men have in nine. A seduction is the least you deserve" 
"Well then, you'd better get on with it, or else I'll have to ask one of your men to do it for me. After all, three months with just electronic help can be tough on a woman" 
"Well then, let me seduce you" his eyes stayed on hers as he clicked his fingers, making the chef move through the room and place matching dishes in front of the pair. They moved through the courses quickly before they took the rest of their wine into the living room. Grace stood in front of the fire the warmth and the wine warming her. Cormac watched her from the couch before he moved behind her, placing his wine glass on the fireplace his moved his hands to her waist.
"I don't fuck where I work"
"Really? Because you'd look pretty good bent over my desk" he muttered against the shell of her ear. 
"I don't fuck on a first date" 
"Your body says otherwise. You're practically vibrating" he dropped his voice lower "I'll bet you're wet too" 
"Fuck off"
"You don't make anything easy, do you?" 
"I'm not an easy woman" she smirked before his lips landed on her neck, causing a sharp intake of breath from her. 
"Hey boss" Paddy cut in. 
"What the fuck do you want?" he bit over his shoulder, not moving away from Caitlin. 
"There's an issue with the shipment, guy says he wants to talk to the boss" 
"I'll be there in a minute" he bit, sending him out before he turned back to Caitlin, running his lips along her neck making her push her hips back in response. He tightened his grip on her hips, holding her body away from his "I have to sort this out. When I get back you'd better have taken that dress off" he grumbled before he went to leave, freezing again at the sound of her voice. 
"I thought you'd want to do that yourself" 
"Right now, I don't care. I can take it off next time" he grumbled before he left the room. 

When he returned ten minutes later he found Caitlin in the same spot, except her dress was on the floor. She heard his footfalls getting closer and turned to look at him. 
"It's kind of cold in here"
"I can see that" his eyes raked over her naked flesh, eventually landing just below her waist, between her legs "No panties?" 
"Do I need them?" 
"After today, never again" he crossed the room quickly, connecting their lips just as quickly. He picked her up, his hands under her thighs as he lifted her before he carried her upstairs and into his bedroom, her lips moving across his neck as they went. He dropped her on the bed before he pulled his shirt, pants and boxers off. He went to move over her before she stopped him. 
"I'm on top handsome" he let her push him onto his back, watching as she moved on top of him, avoiding his twitching friend "Stop teasing"
"Oh sweetie. You have no power here" 
"Don't I?" he smirked, his hands going to her thighs, moving upwards when she grabbed them, holding them above his head. His lips went to her chest, kissing and sucking the skin, she slipped her hips back grinding against him "Stop teasing" he groaned, trying to fight against her grip. 
"Say please" she smirked down at him as she ground down against his length again. 
"Fucking hell woman, please" 
"Good boy" she smirked again as she let him slide inside of her. Her hands dropped his, moving to his stomach to give herself leverage as she moved and he watched, keeping his hands to himself "Fucking help me" she groaned lowly. 
"Say please" he smirked as she frowned down at him. 
"If you don't fuck me, I'll get one of your men to do it" he gripped her hips tightly, almost bruising with the force. 
"So disobedient" he grumbled before he lifted her hips up and slammed them back down against his "Beg me" 
"Fuck you" he slammed their hips together again. 
"Use your manners" he smirked, his bruising thrusts continuing. 
"I don't need manners when your fucking me just how I like it" she smirked as his pace only got faster. Their collective grunts and groans filled the room, their panting breaths bouncing off the walls as they both neared their edge. 
"Let me hear you, love. Scream for me" he encouraged, his fingers flexing against her hips to stop himself from falling over the edge. 
"Fuck Cor" Caitlin groaned lowly as she came, collapsing on his chest. 
"Fuck love" Cormac groaned deeply as he followed her over the same edge. 
"Call me love again and I'll cut your balls off" she threatened through pants. 
"You wouldn't dare. It's like you said, I know just how to fuck you" he smiled up at her as she shoved his head to the side playfully feeling his body move under her as he laughed. 

Caitlin headed along the streets of France eventually finding the store she was looking for she headed inside, moving along the shelves until she got to the scarves. She pulled a pick one of the shelf and tried it on, looking over herself in the mirror when the store clerk appeared at her side.
"Lovely day isn't it?" Caylee smiled.
"Yes it is. I like the sun" Caitlin smiled back.
"How is the mission going?"
"It's fine" she shrugged.
"What happened?"
"Nothing you need to worry about. I maintained my cover, nothing more" Caitlin shrugged again whilst Caylee looked over her expressions.
"You slept with him? Didn't you?" she didn't answer "I'm sorry" Caylee frowned.
"Why would you be sorry?"
"Because before you, it was my job. I didn't want you here because I knew what they would encourage you to do, except there is no encouragement when it comes to dealing with these guys, only needs and musts" she frowned.
"It's okay. I can handle it" she assured her.
"With your past? You don't think he'll figure it out?"
"Surprisingly he likes a woman in charge. I'll be okay" she repeated but Caylee didn't look any more assured.
"If he pushes too much, if you can't handle it, promise me you'll ask for an out"
"I promise" she nodded "I should be getting back"
"Take the blue scarf. It brings out your colouring" the pair smiled at each other before Caitlin swapped the pink scarf for the blue, handing her some money before she left the store.