Caitlin Brooks: Grace Cameron

Chapter Ten

Caitlin straightened her dress in the mirror of her bedroom. It was a short black number that showed off her legs and chest. It was perfect. When she had woken up that morning Cormac was already gone, leaving her naked in an empty bed. By the time the evening came around he was still locked in his office working, so Caitlin picked out one of the dresses he couldn't resist. He left her room, hearing Cormac and his men at the bottom of the stairs she followed the sounds of their voices, stopping when they came into view. Caitlin let his men's eyes wander over her body. Cormac noticed they were all looking at something and turned to face her.
"Hello, Love" he smiled up at her. Caitlin said nothing as she sat down on the step, leaning back on her elbows as she opened her legs.
"Don't make me come up there" he threatened but she still didn't move. He looked around his men, finding their eyes glued to Caitlin's body, except for Paddy who was glaring at her. He growled as he moved up the stairs, covering her body with his, shielding it from his men's view.
"What are you doing?"
"You left me alone" her hands moved along his chest, playing with the buttons "All day" she kissed his lips gently before he pulled his mouth away from hers. 
"You weren't alone. I was in my office all day"
"I've been waiting for you all day" she muttered against his neck, pressing her nose there.
"So you pull a stunt like this? I'm about three seconds away from shooting my men just because they were looking at what's mine"
"Well, if you won't fuck me maybe one of them are up to the task" she suggested, looking over his shoulder at them when he grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes.
"No they won't" he reminded her "Anyone that touches or looks at what is mine will be shot. Is that understood?" his men muttered 'yes sir' behind him as the pair kept their eyes on each other "I think you deserve a punishment"
"What are you going to do? Spank me?" she challenged.
"Get your ass up those stairs before I do it right here" he ordered.
"You'd better send them away then. We wouldn't want anyone getting shot now, would we?" she smirked.
"Leave, now" he ordered, not taking his eyes off her as they listened to his men leaving the room "Bend over" he ordered, watching as she moved and settled into position. He lifted the bottom of her dress until it was bunched around her waist before he gripped the sides of her panties, tearing them off.
"They were expensive"
"I don't care. I told you to stop wearing them"
"Well, until you learn not to leave me hanging I'll have to keep wearing them" she threatened, her mouth watering at the sound of his buckle coming undone.
"Then I'll have to make up for it" he smirked before he pushed himself inside of her without warning, eliciting a gasp from her.
"Fucking hell. You could've given me some warning" she shot back as he continued thrusting at his merciless pace.
"We both know you like it rough, my love" he smirked as his hand wrapped around her hair, pulling her body back with each inward thrust.
"So do your men" she teased, earning an especially hard thrust followed by a slap to her ass.
"Such a smart mouth" he slapped her again, her ass turning red with the force.
"Just make me cum before I-" he slapped her again, the skin stinging.
"You need to find something new to say Caity" he stopped moving her hips, moving his lips close to her ear "Because we both know who's name your going to scream" he warning before he started thrusting again.
"You stop again and I'll shoot you myself" she threatened, earning one final slap before Cormac reached between her legs, caressing her bundle of nerves, pushing her over the edge. He soon followed, her contractions pulling him over the edge with her. The pair caught their breath before Cormac pulled up his pants, refastening his belt as Caitlin turned on the step to look at him, her dress still bunched around her waist.
"Are you satisfied?" he smirked.
"Yes" she kissed his lips softly before she got up "Goodnight" she called over her shoulder as she climbed the stairs to her bedroom, her dress still bunched around her waist.
"Fucking woman is going to be the death of me" he grumbled.
"Next time, be there when I wake up" she called before he heard her bedroom door shut behind her. 

Caitlin walked along the street, enjoying the breeze in the air and on her skin as she strolled. She went into the same store and began wandering the shelves. 
"You got anything new?" Caylee whispered to her as she pretended to stock a shelf. 
"Nothing of note" 
"You've said that the past few weeks" 
"Well Cor hasn't been up to much lately" 
"His bank statements say otherwise. Deals are still being made Caitlin, so is he keeping you in the loop or are you keeping it all to yourself?" 
"I'm not switching sides. I've been out of the loop lately, I'll get you something soon" she promised. 
"You'd better Caitlin. Charles wants results not whatever it is that you're doing. Playing dress up is only half the job"
"It's not though, is it? Playing dress up, taking information and getting taken, but that wasn't advertised was it?" she bit. 
"You do your job, I'll do mine" Caylee frowned "I'm sorry Cait. We all do things that we hate, we all do what we have to do" Caitlin laughed. 
"That's the funny thing, sometimes doing what we have to do is also the thing that keeps us up at night. Sometimes the things we have to do change" she murmured, just loud enough for Caylee to hear before she left the store. 
"I'm sorry Grace" Caylee frowned before she got back to her fake work.