Mastered by His Touch-Complete Box Set (34 page)

I let go and drift on a cloud, the final embers of orgasm exploding and softly drifting away.

I'm near-hyperventilating. I'm covered in sweat.

Hand still firmly stuck up my butt, Caden moves his face to mine and kisses my lips.

I smile a huge smile.

"You're amazing," he says, and kisses me again.

"You're not so bad yourself," I say.

We make out, our tongues communicating by touch. I have never known, nor will ever know again, a man like this. I am the luckiest girl in the world.

Caden buries his head in my neck, his hot breath lulling me into a lovely post-orgasmic relaxation.

We stay like that for a little longer. Enjoying each other's presence. Breathing in each other's essence.

Then I open my eyes.

"Hey," I say.

"Yeah?" he says.

"I just realized something."

"What's that?"

"Your entire hand is still up my ass."

He turned and looked.

"Well, so it is," he said and kissed me on the lips again.

He slowly removes his fist from my asshole. Then he grabs his cell phone and snaps one more picture.

Then he kisses my fisted gaping ass all over. He licks me back there tenderly, getting almost his entire face in. I can't feel his tongue anymore.

Then, he begins to undo the chains. I have a surprise for him once I'm fully undone, but I move slow as he gets me out of the swing and back onto my feet.

Once I'm out, I wrap my arms around him lovingly. I bury my face into his chest.

Then I launch my surprise.

I push him into the wall.

Hard.

The look on his face is one of shock as I drop to my knees and go
"full Dyson"
on his perfect cock.

I suck that cock like I never sucked a cock before. Looking up at his face, I notice he can't seem to speak. That's the power of
"full Dyson
."

And nobody does it better than me!

I massage his glorious balls while I suck. Then I reach back to my heavily lubricated ass and borrow some lube for my middle finger.

As I slam my face onto his powerful shaft, smacking the back of my throat hard with each suck, I get my middle finger to his asshole.

I spread him a little and then it's in. I press all the way up and find his prostate.

"Oh God!" he says as I massage his prostate with my middle finger, his taint with my thumb, his balls with my left hand... all the while stretching my lungs to their limit.

That's enough.

A succulent ejaculation of tasty cum fills my mouth. I wrap it around his cock with my tongue, tasting its heady flavor.

God, there's a lot of it!

It overflows around my mouth, dripping down my chin. I look up at him, the final spurts launching.

I back up a little and open my mouth, a gob of white creaminess on my tongue which I stick out.

He lifts me up and kisses me with full force.

We stay like that for a while, making out while pressed against each other.

God, do I love this man!

Chapter 24

"Are you sure you're ready for this?" said Caden.

"Will you stop asking me stupid questions please?" I said.

He turned into the driveway.

The SUV behind us, driven by my dad, followed us. Inside it was my mom, Dan, and my sister Jessica. Narith was with us in the back of our SUV.

The wide driveway looked different than in my memories. Everything seemed closer together.

But there was the portico over the lobby. There were the umbrellas on the outdoor patios. There were the wooden steps that traveled all around the resort.

Caden parked out front.

"Welcome home, Kiri," he said.

I couldn't answer. I was crying.

I couldn't help it. A flood of memories came back to me. Caden put his hand on mine.

"I'm fine," I said as I fumbled for tissues.

Walking out of the front door was a woman about my age. She was taller than me, but had some of the same facial features. She held a baby in her arms. A tall Polynesian man walked beside her.

I opened the passenger side door and got out. Caden and Narith got out too.

I walked toward the woman with the baby. She was crying too. She handed the baby to the man, ran toward me, and threw her arms around me.

"Kiri!" she said. "Oh Kiri! I never thought I'd see you again. I'm so happy!"

"Dara!" I said as I hugged her and cried. "You're beautiful! You're so beautiful!"

We stayed like that for a minute or so, just hugging and crying. The little baby apparently wanted to get in on the action because he started to cry too.

Dara broke the embrace and pulled the man and the baby into our circle.

"Kiri," she said, "this is my husband Tane, and this is little Maru."

I cried more at the name, touching the little baby's forehead. He looked about six weeks old.

"He's beautiful," I said between tears.

I looked back to Narith and motioned him to join us. I put my arms around Tane and Dara, leaning my head on Dara's. Narith joined our circle between Dara and me. He was crying too.

After a few minutes we all pulled ourselves together. Lots of tissues were passed around.

I looked over at my parents, Dan, and Jessica. I motioned them over. My mom looked up at my dad, clasped his arm, and walked toward us.

"Mom, Dad, Jessica, Dan... this is my sister Dara, her husband Tane, and baby Maru."

"Pleasure to meet you," said my dad.

Greetings went all around.

I was about to introduce Caden, but Dara had already thrown her arms around him.

Oh, that's right. I momentarily forgot they've known each other for years.

"Kiri," said Dara. "This man is a saint. I'm so happy you're here with him. Sixteen years ago, Narith and I were living in a shack in Indonesia. This man came to rescue us and bring us back home."

"I didn't know that," I said. "I knew he brought you back here but I didn't know the details. I want to hear all of them. I'm learning new pieces every day."

Dara put her arm around me and said, "Let's go in." Caden put his arm around me from the other side and we walked into the resort.

Under Caden's guidance, my father's resort had become the number one tourist destination on the island. People from all over the world came to stay here, either in one of the luxury suites or one of the many overwater bungalows. Those were new to me. They hadn't been here before.

I cried several more times that day as Dara showed me around. A lot had changed. Many improvements had been made. The residential area had been completely redone. I barely recognized it.

But I found a couple of little nooks that I remembered hiding in. Each time a memory hit me I cried.

But Caden was always there, holding my hand. He just let me cry. He knew I had to let it all out.

At dinnertime, a flood of other relatives showed up. I met uncles and aunts I never knew. Many remembered me, but I didn't remember them.

One in particular I didn't remember was my mother's sister Chantrea, who had been in Cambodia when I was here as a child. She told me some interesting stories about my parents I never knew.

At dinner, we had a conversation that caught my attention as well as Caden's.

"Kiri," she said, "is that your mother's locket you're wearing?"

"Yes," I said.

"Oh my. May I see it?"

"Sure."

I took it off and handed it to her. She opened it up.

"This is your great great grandmother, Kiri. I'm so happy you have this. Oh, and look, the bank account numbers are still there."

Caden jumped in at that.

"Bank account numbers?" he said.

"Yes," said my Aunt Chantrea. "Maru Huang had this locket made for Mealea. He was a poor young man at the time with a bank account that had only a few dollars in it. But he made a promise to her that he would become a rich man. So he had his bank account number carved into the inside, promising her that one day it would be full."

I looked at Caden, who must have had the same astonished look on his face.

"That's odd," he said. "I heard a legend of some sort that Maru Huang knew the location of some gold mine somewhere and that he carved the coordinates of the location in that locket."

"Oh, balderdash!" said Aunt Chantrea. "Maru Huang was a storyteller like you wouldn't believe. He told some people he was the heir to the King of Siam. No offense, Kiri, but your father was a bit of a bullshit artist."

Caden's mouth was hanging open. I just looked at him then back at Aunt Chantrea.

"So Aunt Chantrea," I said, "are you saying there's no gold mine?"

"Of course not, dear," she said. "Maru made it up."

"Then how did my father get the money to build this place?"

"He made a deal with the devil himself, that's what he did. He got a loan from that notorious criminal Hiro Fareani but he could never pay it back. Then when your parents vanished, Hiro Fareani took over this place and ran it into the ground. Then he himself went missing about a year later."

She handed me back the locket. I looked at the tiny numbers carved into it.

"So there was no gold mine?" I said, still astonished.

"Have you ever read
Nostromo
by Joseph Conrad?" said Aunt Chantrea.

"No," I said.

"It was your father's favorite book. There was a silver mine in it called the San Tomé mine. Your father always talked about finding a real San Tomé silver mine, only he said he wanted it to be gold. Whenever anyone would ask where he got the money for this place, he couldn't tell them he got a loan from a mobster. So he came up with this crackpot story about finding the legendary San Tomé gold mine where you could just walk in and pluck gold off the walls. Two miles deep. Ha! Pure bullshit, dear."

I closed the locket and put it back on. I turned to Caden.

"Wasn't
Nostromo
the name of the Decouds' sailboat?" I said.

"Yes," he said with a raised eyebrow.

"Hmm."

We finished our dinner and Dara showed us to our room. The sun was almost setting and I was tired. It had been quite a day and I was looking forward to getting some sleep. We were staying here for at least two weeks so there would be plenty of time to do more catching up.

I was about to unpack my luggage when Caden took my hand.

"Not yet," he said. "I want to show you something."

He led me outside down past the beach. The warm Tahitian air felt refreshingly nice. The sun was dipping toward the ocean horizon in a glorious flame of purples and reds.

The beach had changed. Docks that led to the new overwater bungalows lead this way and that.

But one old dock was still there. It looked out of place, all old and rotting.

I stopped as I remembered it. This was where the yacht went out that day.

"Oh Caden," I said. "I don't know. I can't go there."

"It will be okay," he said. "You're with me. I promise."

He took my hand and I followed him, realizing he was right. I had to face it. And better to face it with him by my side.

He led me out onto the old dock and we sat. Our feet dangled in the warm water. I held him tight and cried a little.

He just let me.

"This is a sacred spot," he said. "I've done my best to keep it exactly as it was nineteen years ago, but the wood is rotting and will soon need to be replaced."

I just nodded.

"It's a sacred spot for a couple of reasons," he said. "Not only was it where I made the terrible mistake of letting your parents leave that day, but it was also where Caden Storm was born."

I looked up at him.

"What do you mean by that?" I said.

"I came here and sat one night very much like this one," he said. "Your mother had just fed me a delicious meal and into my hand she had given me some money to spend. Her own money. She didn't want your father to know about it. Kiri, I loved that woman. Your mother was the mother I had always wanted. Your childhood was the childhood I had always wanted. I sat here on this spot that night, with the sun setting like this, and I created a new Caden Storm. Not the one who lies and cheats and steals. But the one who gives love and is loved. And it's all because of your mother. I only wish I had stopped them that day."

I stroked his arm.

"It wasn't your fault," I said. "My father shouldn't have done what he did. Nor told the stories he told. His and my mother's death are partly his fault, if not all his fault."

It hurt me to say that, but it was the truth. If my father hadn't been involved with criminals... taking shady loans from mobsters... trying to con professional thieves... not to mention telling silly stories about gold mines... he and my mother might be alive today.

"I'd like to convince myself of that, Kiri," he said, "but I'll always have to live with the memory of losing your mother, the woman who taught me the value of love."

I squeezed his hand and put my head on his shoulder. The sun was approaching the horizon. It was the most beautiful sunset I ever saw.

With his other hand, Caden reached into his pocket and pulled something out. He took my hand. I looked down.

I gasped.

The most beautiful diamond ring I had ever seen was going on my finger.

"Kiri, before this dock rots, I want to redeem it by making it the location I ask you this question. Kiri, will you marry me?" he said.

Between yet more tears, I said "Yes!" and threw my arms around him.

I can't believe this! I'm going to be Mrs. Caden Storm.

Thank you, God! Thank you!

My life is complete.