by Karen Deen
I can hear Xavier talking but can’t seem to draw my eyes away from Kane. His magnetic pull has me stuck on him. Until I see Kane start to open his mouth to respond.
“That’s okay, I’ll make sure Lilly gets home safely. She owes me another dance and drink for that rude comment about me being a pig. Isn’t that right?” I have no idea what Xavier said but I know I want the chance for another dance having Kane’s body pressed close to mine.
“Mmm,” I murmur around the straw, trying to distract myself from his stare.
I feel Alesha’s arm slide across my shoulders to pull me in for a hug. She whispers in my ear, “Are you sure you’re okay to stay with Kane by yourself? Xavier’s tired so he wants to head back to the room.”
I laugh out loud. “Lesh, he is far from tired. He just wants you back to the room to get you alone so he can do some dirty dancing with you.”
Although she is getting better at owning it, the blush creeps up her cheeks. But then she shocks the hell out of me. “Or maybe it might be me who’s ready to dance.” With my mouth agape, she turns and walks to Xavier’s waiting arms with a little smirk on her face.
“OMG take your girlfriend home, Xavier. She is making me embarrassed with her talking about having sex with you!” Kane spits the beer in his mouth across the floor trying not to choke as Alesha reaches out and slaps me on the arm screaming my name.
“Lilly, you always know how to make me laugh and make your sister blush. Don’t worry, though, I intend on taking your suggestion. We’re out of here now. Do I need to give you two the talk about being careful?” He roughs up Kane’s hair as he leans in to kiss my cheek.
“Fuck off,” Kane replies
“Oh, I intend to. See you for breakfast, Lilly.” Xavier starts ushering Alesha towards the door as I feel Kane’s hands run up my bare arms and his body press to my back.
His breath is tingling my neck as he lowers his head down.
“Do you trust me to look after you?” he whispers at my ear, close enough to make me shiver but far enough away to make me want more.
“Are we talking about protecting me, Kane, or looking after me? They can be two different things.” Staring straight ahead, I can’t bear to turn around to look at him. He presses his body into my back. I feel his strength in his tense stance.
“Red, you can guarantee I will always protect you, but tonight I intend to take care of you in every way you can possibly imagine and a few ways you’ve never had before.” His voice goes straight to my core when he talks like this. It makes me swoon and struggle to keep my thoughts together. No man has ever made me lose my words like Kane.
“I’ve changed my mind. We need to move this back to the hotel where you can dance in private just for me, Red. Show me how you really move in that little dress you have on. I don’t like to share.” Oh god my body is full of tingles and I can feel it wanting to jump up and sprint out of here. I need to try to slow myself down and show I’m no pushover.
“What if I’m not sure that I’m done here for the night? Maybe I should just dance here?”
Pulling me slowly to my feet, he turns me to look at him. I can’t escape the stare.
“Oh, you are done here. No games, remember. You know what you want, just say the word and it’s yours. Just. Say. It.”
I have no control over my body. She gave in a while ago, and Kane can read me better than I would like. He knows I’m wet and throbbing for him. It’s in his eyes. His animal instinct sees right inside me.
His thumb runs along my jaw, and I manage to breathe and say it. The words he wants to hear. “I want you. Take me to bed.”
“Good girl, Red, now it’s time to move. My hotel is just around the corner. The night is young, and I intend to use every single moment we have. Don’t plan on sleeping.”
Taking my hand in his, he lifts it to his lips and gently kisses me. His lips feel smooth and warm. I want them on my lips. I want him to kiss me like I’m the only one in the room and the last chance he’ll get to ever kiss a woman.
There is no more talking. He places his hand on my lower back and guides me to the door of the club, raising his hand to signal a cab. One is pulling up in front of us; Kane lowers me in, and I scoot across for him to follow. He said his hotel is around the corner so I’m guessing he didn’t want to make me walk.
“You’ll need your energy, plus those heels are a death trap. Hot as hell, but definitely a death trap.” It’s like he’s reading my mind.
“You’d be surprised what I can do in these heels. I never leave home without them.” I hear a little groan escape him.
“The images I have of what you can do in those heels is not G-rated, I can assure you.”
“They’re my weakness. I have more shoes than you can imagine. If you’re lucky and a good boy, maybe one day you might get to see them all.” He places his hand on my chin and turns me to face him.
“No part of me is a good boy. If that’s what you’re looking for then we need to take you to your hotel now. Somehow, though, I don’t take you to be a good girl in any stretch of the imagination.” His thumb trails softly across my bottom lip which has dropped at his words and touch.
“Guess you’ll find out,” I whisper.
We sit in silence for the rest of the short trip in the cab. My heart beats harder than it has in a long time. Sweaty palms, tingling sensations on my skin, all of which is freaking me out. I’ve had one-night stands with guys before, which are hot and leave you feeling on a high. I’ve never felt like this before sex, though.
There is something about Kane that is different.
His different is going to be my dangerous.
I can feel that already.
I glance out the window at all the people out on a Friday night. Trying to center my brain, I start to play the game with myself picturing where they’re off to or have been. Dinner, show, dancing, partying or just heading home from a long day at work. Meanwhile, here I am in the back of a cab on the way to a hotel for the sole purpose of having hot sex with a guy I hardly know. What would people be thinking about me if they could see me, in my red dress and fuck-me heels. Isn’t that what I want, for people to see me, notice me in a room? To see Lilly standing out waiting for people to notice her?
“Are you cold, you’re shivering?” Kane’s deep voice breaks my thoughts.
I lie. “Yes, a little.” The shivers have nothing to do with feeling chilly.
He shrugs out of his jacket and places it around my shoulders as we pull up in front of his hotel. It’s not a huge, glitzy one. Just nestled in between the other buildings on the street. It looked like an old soul that has stood the test of time as the new buildings have gone up around it. My brother Zach would love the way it has been restored and maintained to keep the character of the years gone by. We walk into the foyer with Kane still holding my hand and guiding me to the elevators which are at the back of the building.
Watching the down arrow on the elevator blinking at me, it seems to take forever to reach the bottom. Being an old building, maybe the elevator system struggles. We wait as the two couples exit and we both say good evening and enter the empty elevator. The doors start to close, and I feel the electricity rise in the small space. Kane leans forward to push the button for the fifteenth floor. My mind is confused.
“There is no way there are fifteen floors in this little old building.” I turn to him and see the smirk on his face.
“Not everything you see from the outside is always as it seems, Lilly. Sometimes you’re surprised at what you find.” As the elevator dings, he places his hand on my lower back and guides me out and down the corridor to his room. Swiping his card in the door, the lock disengages and he opens up, motioning for me to enter before him. Stepping through this door suddenly feels like a really big step. I’m not sure why but something is making me hesitate. I stare at the open passageway, pull up my big girl pants – well, I would if I were wearing any – and turn to Kane.
“No attachment or awk
wardness tomorrow. Deal?”
Slowly he lowers to my ear and whispers with his breath sending shivers all through my body. “Fucking for fun and not relationships. Remember? So yes, deal.” His tongue runs up my ear as he takes the lobe in his mouth and bites softly on it. “Now move your hot ass inside unless you want me to take you out here in the hallway for all to see. Is that what turns you on?” I scurry past him into the room. That voice, it gets me every time. I’m glad he doesn’t use it all the time, otherwise I could never be around him. It makes me a mushy mess just with a few words.
“Nothing like I imagined from the front of the building.” I stand, taking in a room that is so modern yet classy. Matching in with the classic lines of the front of the building, which is built of brown brick, and highlighted with cream features.
Kane’s room is different tones of brown and cream and has a strong warm feeling to it. The walls are blends of straight wall and textured stone that bring the new and the old together. Dark timber headboard with a bed full of plush cushions in browns. Complimenting the brown coverlet at the end of the bed over top of the pale brown spread. Warm in a way that makes you feel at home.
The view catches my eyes straight away. Magnificent floor-to-ceiling windows that look out over the skyline of the city lights. It’s spectacular. Not at all what I was expecting when I entered the building.
“Can I get you a drink to relax you a little, Red?” He opens the mini bar to survey the contents. “Champagne or something a little stronger?” I want to say the strongest you have but need to show him that I’m totally in control of the situation, regardless of the feeling of apprehension in my stomach.
“Champagne is perfect, thank you. I’m already nice and relaxed so that will be more than enough to enjoy the evening.” Taking the glass from Kane, I cheers to the bottle of beer he’s cracked open. Knowing I won’t be able to keep still if I sit, I wander to the window to take in the view. I’ve never been afraid of heights. Standing so close to the edge of the room actually excites me. You can say I’m a bit of a thrill seeker at times. I like to get the adrenaline pumping.
“Wow, the view is impressive from here. The lights, the sleek lines and curves of the buildings against the night sky. I could stand and look at it for hours.” I hear his footsteps moving on the carpet.
“I could look at this view all night too.” I feel how close he is behind me. “Beauty against the night sky. Curves that look so inviting.” My breath hitches as his finger runs down my arm, taking my glass from me and placing it on the counter to his side. “You need to tell me this is what you want, Red, I need to hear you say it. Tell me you want me to fuck you.” This time it’s me that moans as he slowly slides his hands up both sides of my hips and back down my thighs. My knees weaken beneath me. I don’t want to think anymore, I just want him to do what he promised.
“Fuck me, Kane. Hard.”
His crotch pushes into my ass. “Oh, it’s hard, there are no worries about that. Your dress made sure of that, Red.” His lips start with kissing my shoulder and working his way up my neck. Pushing my hair to the side to give him full access to continue his assault. Until he reaches that spot right behind my ear. The one that sends a woman crazy.
He turns my head to the side and his lips are on mine. There’s no softness behind the kiss. He’s claiming me just like he promised in the bar. His tongue sweeps over my lips, probing to be let in. Not asking, demanding my tongue and controlling the kiss.
Taking what he wants.
I give it willingly.
Letting him guide me to pleasure.
Submitting to a man for the first time in my life.
His quiet dominance makes me feel I have no choice.
The rush of endorphins I feel letting go is such a high, I want more.
Touch me, Kane.
Make me yours.
But just for tonight.
Those are the rules.
Ohhh, god, yes just like that.
Chapter Six
Kane
Seeing her standing at the window makes it hard to hold back. I know I’m not waiting for her to finish that drink. The temptation is too great.
Those legs bare, long and slender. Leading me to the promised land. Those fucking shoes that have been making my cock twitch all night. Black with stitching on the side of bright red roses and thorns on a vine. Beauty with the pain has been playing with me all night. Is that what my Lilly is? Beauty that comes with the love of pain. Or, is she the beauty that is going to cause me the pain? It's yet to be revealed.
Reaching out to take her drink from her hands, I want to touch and taste her. My little Red is such a naughty temptation.
“Hands on the window, Red. Time for me to see what you’ve been seducing me with all night.” I can see the slight hesitation, then her hands slowly rise from beside her. She places them on the glass, flattened and fingers spread. Her nails covered in a deep red polish. I’m struck by a vision of those fingers wrapped tight around my cock and the nails on the other hand scraping down my back as she arches her body for me.
“You know that wasn’t nice teasing me in the bar, revealing you have no underwear on. In a place I couldn’t do anything about it.” She starts to squirm her backside against my crotch. I’ve hardly touched her, yet my words have her already trying to find something to relieve her ache. “That makes you a bad girl, wouldn’t you agree, Lilly?”
“Yes,” she moans. Good girl. Already she’s losing her control that she tries so hard to portray.
“Maybe I should punish you then?”
“No,” she mumbles.
“No? I don’t think I heard right. Do you need to be punished, Red?”
“God, yes.” Her breath is louder now as she gives in to her inner thoughts, and I can see a fine sheen of perspiration over her skin.
“You wanted everyone to notice you tonight. Didn’t you? With your short little dress that just covered your wet little pussy.” She gasps as I reach under her dress and swipe my finger through her folds.
“Mmm. Wet and dripping, just ready for me.” I bring my fingers up to run along her lips. “Open up, my little one, and suck them clean.” In the reflection on the window, I see that flash of hesitation in her eyes as they widen. Her body wants to let go completely but her head is still fighting her submission. “Rule number two: I’m in charge here. I will never hurt you, but I make your pleasure my only goal. The more you let go, the more you will feel the ultimate gratification.” I keep running my wet fingers on her lip until she finally opens and wraps her mouth around them and sucks like her life depends on it. My dick is crying out in pain, knowing what that mouth will feel like sucking on him. Her moaning is filling the silence of the room and in sync with the sucking. It’s pushing my restraint almost to the point of no return.
“That’s it, baby. Get out of your head. Let me take you to a place where you can float on pleasure.” Taking my fingers from her mouth, my hands slowly start to drag her dress up over her hips. Her head falls back on my shoulder. Mouth open. Neck exposed. A visual feast.
“Let’s see if you were a naughty little girl tonight, baring your pussy for everyone to see. Oh, look at that, a completely smooth ass now ready for me to spank for being such a bad girl.” I rub my hands back and forth over her smooth and tight little cheeks. Her gym sessions are working for her.
Taking my breathing in control, slowing it down, I try to keep myself from rushing this. We have all night but I’m not ready to blow before I get my cock buried deep inside her. If I’m going to get one shot at being with Lilly, I need to make sure it’s a night she will never forget and one we both walk away from totally spent.
“Please, Kane,” Lilly begs.
“What do you need, Red?”
“Touch me, I can’t breathe.” Her body is quivering in my arms. She needs release but I’m not ready to give her that yet. I know she can take a whole lot more before I take her to that point.
“All in good time. Reme
mber, I’m in control of your pleasure.” Leaning down, I ravage her neck while I pull up her dress to her waist and fully expose her sweet little hot spot. My hands roam her legs, thighs, stomach and ass but just don’t quite reach where she wants me. Her breaths are short and sharp. Her body now arching and following my hands, trying to find relief.
“How bad do you want me to touch you?” I ask her in my deepest voice. One that lets her know she is to listen.
“Fuck, Kane, so bad. Just fuck me. Please.” I push my hand into her hair and pull her head back enough to see my face above her. “I only said touch, baby, we are a long way from fucking yet.”
I can see the pulse in her neck rapidly pumping. I’m getting her to the point of desperation.
“Does the cold air feel good on your wet pussy, Red, is that why you like being a bad girl? Or is it the thought of someone seeing you if you bend over?”
“So good,” is all she can get out as I squeeze both her tits in my hands.
“I think you like to have people look at you.” In one swift move, I have her dress up and over her head, pulling her arms off the window to discard it to the floor beside us. Her hands instantly go to try to cover herself up.
“Hands on the window,” I growl. “We need to show you what it feels like to be looked at.” She doesn’t know what to do. Her body is trembling, but it’s not from fear or embarrassment. She’s turned on and lost in a world of heightened awareness.
“You have no idea how hot you look naked with just those fuck-me heels on, spread for the world to see. How do you feel with my hands touching you? Is it taking away the ache, pretty girl?”
“No,” she screams in frustration.
“How about this then?” Pinching one nipple between my thumb and finger, I place my palm on her hot pussy. Applying some pressure so she can feel me.
“Oh god, yes! More.” I push one finger into her, going straight to work her G-spot while my thumb pushes down on her nub that’s hard and desperate for touch.
“Kane,” Lilly gasps as she starts to try to ride my hand.