Entice

by Lexi Buchanan

  He can probably feel my silent tears on his back, but I don’t care anymore if he does. At least I’m proving to him how much I love him. This really is the only way I can think of to show him how much I care and love him.

  He takes my hand from his stomach and holds it tight without saying a word.

  Slowly, I make my way back around to the side of him and when I look at him, Lucien avoids my eyes but I see the sheen of tears on his lashes.

  “I love you,” I blurt out throwing myself into his arms.

  He doesn’t have any choice but to catch me against him. I climb into his lap and wrap my legs around his waist. The position is a bit awkward with my stomach in the way, but I manage to wrap my arms around his neck and hold on tight.

  My tears are still flowing as I kiss his neck, his shoulders and finally—after he’s wiped my face with his discarded tee shirt—his lips.

  “I love you, Lucien. So much that I need more than a lifetime to tell you how much.”

  “But—”

  I silence him with my lips.

  “No buts. I know it’s going to take time for you to be completely comfortable without your tee shirt on in front of me, but please don’t ever think you have to cover up for me because you don’t. When we make love from now on—unless it’s a quickie in your office—I want you naked so I can feel you against me. I want to be able to touch your skin when you make me come.”

  Purposely pressing down where I felt a slight twitch of his cock, I start to rock on him.

  His eyes darken with lust as he grabs my hips to keep me still. “Let me get this out before you completely distract me.”

  “Okay.”

  He cups my face in his hands and tells me the words I’ve so wanted to hear, “I love you, Sabrina. From the minute I laid eyes on you, I knew you were going to be trouble.”

  I laugh.

  “You’ve made me whole again, and I don’t ever want to live without you. No one has ever filled my heart the way you do so I’m not going to let you go anywhere.”

  He brings my face close and presses the sweetest kiss to my lips.

  “I don’t suppose you’re going to let me get a fresh tee shirt?”

  “You suppose correctly…at least for now.”

  Sitting back on his legs, I untie my black wraparound dress—discovered they are the most comfortable dresses to wear when pregnant—and shoving it down my arms, I toss it in the same direction as his tee shirt.

  I need to distract him from what he’s just revealed to me, and to lighten the mood so he doesn’t start to feel uncomfortable again. Although, I’m not sure he’ll be able to settle fully until he has his tee shirt back on. Maybe showing him that my desire is just as strong while he’s naked will help him to be comfortable around me.

  Caressing me with his eyes, Lucien says, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more beautiful woman.”

  And I melt.

  He caresses both my breasts, with his large hands giving me pleasure. His naked torso is begging for my attention, because I’ve been deprived of this until now.

  Wiggling out of his grasp, I grin and demand. “I want you naked.”

  He raises an eyebrow in question, but quickly shucks the rest of his clothes. I scoot back against the pillows and pat between my legs. “I want you to sit right here with your back to me.”

  I’ve surprised him. Good!

  “I’m waiting.”

  “I don’t think—”

  “Please don’t think, and just do as I ask.”

  “Demanding little thing, aren’t you?”

  I stay silent while I watch him debate with himself.

  A minute later, he slowly sits back down between my thighs and scoots back until my belly is touching his back.

  “This is going to get very frustrating for me. I wanted to feel you against my breasts. Never mind. I’ll improvise.”

  I kiss his back, and pressing as close as I can, I reach around to the front of him and stroke down the length of his already impressive erection to his balls, which I can only just reach.

  “Sabrina,” he growls, “you don’t have to do this…from there.”

  “Are you asking me to take my hands off your dick, which by the way is really hard and throbbing in my hands?” I ask, squeezing his balls.

  A hiss escapes his lips.

  “I didn’t think so.”

  I caress back and forth a few more times, playing with his balls at the same time before I start to get uncomfortable in this position.

  Rubbing the tip of him with my thumb, I release him and with a bit of difficulty manage to maneuver myself around until I’m between his thighs.

  “God, you’re huge.”

  He starts laughing.

  And grows before my eyes.

  Wrapping my fist around him, I lean forward with my ass up in the air and suck him into my mouth. His hands tangle in my hair and tighten when his legs start to quiver. This big man beneath me is so ready to explode and all because of me. That makes me feel on top of the world.

  “Argh, God babe. No.”

  I freeze. “What?”

  “The chair.”

  The chair?

  He carries me into the dining room and sitting down on one of the chairs he pulls me to straddle his lap.

  Ah, the chair!

  My eyes darken as he takes hold of his dick and pumps a few times.

  “That’s so hot.”

  “I know you like to watch me.”

  “I’d like it even better if you put that thing inside me. I want to feel its length caressing inside my walls. They are so wet from wanting you.”

  He groans. “Stand up a bit.”

  I do and my pussy starts to clench as his hands grip my hips to bring me over him, then he’s there, big and hard at my entrance.

  “Go slow. I don’t want to hurt you.”

  I slowly slide down his length and before I’m totally seated on him, I feel my climax start to gather. “Oh God, I’m coming.”

  Lucien pulls me down on him before he lifts me off in an agonizing withdrawal, and then pulls me back down to his groin. He holds me as my orgasm continues to wash over me, going on and on. It starts to ease, and then I feel Lucien lengthen inside me just before his cum starts to spurt against my inner walls sending me into another state of bliss.

  My baby is tossing around in my stomach, I want to pee but my orgasm isn’t stopping. His long, thick shaft is stroking me in a way that is prolonging the pleasure. I’ve never felt that before.

  He cusses as his cock finally stops jerking, and rests his forehead against my shoulder.

  My pussy is still quivering around him, but not as intensely as it was in full orgasm. Christ.

  I wrap my arms around him and make sure I stroke over his shoulders where I can reach on his back.

  “That was…I don’t know.”

  “Me either,” I agree with whatever he’s trying to say.

  Chapter Forty

  Lucien

  Dressing after our shower, I feel as though a weight has lifted. I was still tempted to cover up when Sabrina suggested we shower together, but I stopped myself.

  It felt good having a slippery Sabrina against my chest, and feeling her hands on me as she soaped me up had given me another erection. Like I’m starting to get now just thinking about her slick body bringing me to orgasm again.

  “Hmm,” she squeezes me through my sweats, “I don’t need to ask what you’re thinking about.”

  “Someone’s slick body in the shower,” I tease.

  “Mmm, you taste good.”

  And I’m at full erection again. Fuckinhell. I went six years without an erection and since I met Sabrina I can’t keep the thing flaccid.

  “Lucian,” I glance at her and notice the serious look on her face. The drawn brows, and the nervous lip pulled between her teeth, “I need you to promise me something. I want you to promise me that no matter what or how you think I’ll react that from this moment forward you
will talk to me. About anything and everything.”

  I need to show her over time how much the relationship I have with her means to me, and how much I don’t want to fuck it up again. Part of this I’ll have help from Dante, but I guess the rest is up to me.

  “Apart from my family, I’ve never had anyone to think about in that way before, that’s why I said what I did after your scan.” I take her face into my hands and hold her eyes with mine. “I knew I was in the wrong and that I should have been with you. I wanted to be with you. God, I’d been so looking forward to seeing our child again, and then Michael asked me to stay. He was a wreck, but I could have called someone else to stay with him so I could get to you. I also need you to believe me when I say that I only love Lily as a friend, a sister. She was the first woman to not flinch when I offered to shake her hand, but we’re only friends.”

  “I know. Lily told me, but it’s nice hearing it from you and I do believe you. I couldn’t help being jealous when it felt like you were choosing them over me.”

  “I’m sorry. You’ll never know how much I wish I could take those words back. You and our child are part of my family now. You and this one in here,” he presses against my belly with his hands, “come first. Always.”

  “Thank you.”

  Wrapping my arms around her, she slips hers around my waist and starts to slide her hands over my ass, which I think she has a crush on. She pauses when she finds the tag hanging out of my pocket.

  Pulling it free, she moves slightly away from me and reads what I’ve written.

  Sabrina,

  With this ring I’m giving you my heart.

  Lucien

  Tears swim in her eyes as she looks at me.

  I kneel down on one knee and taking her hand into mine, I ask the most important question of my life, “Will you marry me?” with my heart in my throat.

  I hold my breath waiting her answer.

  Sabrina joins me on the floor. “Yes,” she agrees with tears running down her cheeks. “I love you.”

  Pulling her into my arms, I whisper into her ear, “I love you too.”

  “That was sneaky, now put my ring on my finger.”

  I laugh. “Okay, bossy pants.”

  Snapping the tag from her ring, she takes it from me. “I’m keeping this forever.”

  I kiss her briefly on the nose.

  Sliding the ring along her finger, I tell her, “You’re my one and only Sabrina.”

  “I know, and you are mine.” She holds her hand out to admire her engagement ring.

  The sales lady in the store had tried to sell me a ring with a much larger cluster of diamonds, but I knew as soon as I saw this ring that it was Sabrina. She has small hands so anything else would look terrible. The ring I settled on has a slightly larger diamond in the center of a cluster of smaller diamonds captured in a platinum setting. It looked stunning in the store and even more so on her finger now.

  “It’s beautiful. Thank you.”

  “Can I ask you something?” I hesitate feeling unsure and not wanting to take her back to the scan I missed, but I need to know.

  “Anything.”

  “Did you get the photographs and DVD from the doctor’s office?”

  “Oh wow,” she whispers, jumping to her feet and running off towards the closet. “I was too excited at seeing you, and then too tired when we arrived to remember. I have them here.”

  She retrieves an envelope from her evening purse.

  “I couldn’t watch them. I needed us to be okay before I did.”

  I feel sick with the reminder of what I did to her. But she won’t allow it and kisses me. “Stop thinking about that, and let’s go and watch our baby.”

  She takes my hand and leads me out from the bedroom, downstairs and into the lounge.

  “Here,” she passes me the DVD, “you better sort that out.”

  Inserting the disc into the correct slot, I switch the TV on before joining Sabrina on the sofa.

  “I wonder if we can tell what I’m having from the movie.”

  “We’ll soon find out.”

  I pull her into my arms and take the photographs out of the envelope. Studying them for a few minutes, I pass them to her with a large grin on my face. “You may want to look at these.”

  She takes them from me and gasps.

  Then the DVD starts playing.

  Epilogue

  Sabrina

  I’m on cloud nine. I must be because I’m living my dream. The dream that involves a sexy, dark haired man of Spanish American decent, who has a hard muscular body and who only has eyes for me. A man who over the past three weeks has shown me with his actions how much he loves me, and how devoted he is to our child and me. Our son.

  As soon as Lucien spotted the sex of our child, he was just as delighted as I am. So needless to say the very next day he had me bundled up in his SUV and driving into town to a large department store and the baby section. He insisted on buying so many things that he had to arrange to get them delivered. He also ordered double in some things to get them delivered to our apartment in Lexington.

  The nursery in our home in Denver is now fully functional because Lucien had refused to take me back to Lexington until it was.

  I’m now twenty-five weeks pregnant, and as I approach my last trimester we both want to be settled in Lexington before the baby arrives. After careful thought, we’ve decided that I’ll have the baby in Lexington so that we are close to my mom and Lucien’s family, and when our son is a few months old, we’ll officially move to our home here in Denver. So in two days we’ll be back in Lexington, which makes me nervous because no one in our families, apart from Ramon and Dante, are aware that I’m now a McKenzie.

  Five days ago, I became Mrs. Lucien McKenzie after a beautiful, but short, marriage ceremony held by Dante in his church with Ramon as best man. Lucien couldn’t wait to make it official so he’d arranged everything with Dante but promised me that we’d do something to celebrate with our families back in Lexington, and that I would get to wear a beautiful bridal dress of my choice as well as having lots of wedding photographs taken with our families.

  If I’m honest, none of that even crossed my mind until Lucien mentioned it. I just wanted to call him my husband.

  Coming out of my daydream, I notice Ramon with his hands on his hips staring out towards the mountains looking as though he has the world on his shoulders.

  He must be freezing out there in a shirt with no sweater or jacket.

  “What’s so interesting outside?” Lucien asks, coming up behind me and wrapping his hands around my stomach.

  “Ramon. Do you know what’s wrong with him?”

  “The trouble on the site is still happening, although Eric has become friends with them, he thinks there is more than what we realize going on. So it’s a waiting game really. But Eric has been called back to base for his medical assessment and PT, which leaves us back at stage one, unless the contact Eric has can come in and help.”

  I turn in his arms, wrapping mine around him.

  “I hope so because Ramon looks like he has the world on his shoulders.”

  “He’s meeting the new guy tonight in town before flying back home. Let’s hope this guy can go with him and get to the bottom of what’s going on before someone else gets hurt.”

  Hurt?

  “Someone’s been hurt? Recently?”

  He sighs. “Yeah. Craig one of the joiners had a fall. He’s lucky he only broke a leg considering he fell a whole damn floor.”

  “Oh God. You think he was pushed?”

  “If he was, he isn’t saying.”

  “So who’s this guy Ramon’s meeting?”

  “I don’t know. Eric set it all up. I’m not sure Ramon knows anything either.”

  “Well I hope you get it sorted out soon.”

  “Me too, babe.”

  Lucien

  Holding Sabrina close, knowing she really does have my back is a feeling like nothing I’ve felt before
. For the first time in years I feel free. Free to be myself, without the need to hide.

  Telling her about the fire wasn’t as difficult as I thought it would be, but removing my tee shirt was.

  I’m not sure if I’ll ever be completely comfortable without the tee shirt to hide behind, but with Sabrina I’m managing. Since that night, I’ve been tempted to reach for the shirt on more than one occasion, but Sabrina wouldn’t hear of it. On those nights she’d hold me, wrapped around me so damn tight that I never wanted her to let me go.

  She really is my life, and I can’t begin to describe the feeling of knowing she’s my wife. I was so unsure as to whether or not she’d agree to marry me with only Ramon present, but she jumped at the chance. Nothing has given me as much pleasure as hearing her repeat over and over again, Mrs. Lucien McKenzie. She only stopped when I sealed her lips with mine.

  I smile remembering what followed as I bend and kiss the top of her head while we both watch Ramon make his way towards the house.

  Sabrina nudges me in the side.

  I grin.

  “Sabrina, has something to ask you,” I tell my brother as soon as he appears through the kitchen door.

  She’d wanted me to ask him because she was shy about it, but I’m not letting her off that easily plus I think my brother will love hearing it from Sabrina.

  “You’ll suffer,” she mumbles to me.

  “Well, this must be good.” Ramon grins at our banter.

  Sabrina releases the hold she has on me and walks over to Ramon, taking his hands into hers.

  “You’ve become a good friend to me Ramon, and you’re the only one I can think of to trust with our child if something should happen to Lucien and me…so I, we, were wondering if you’d do us the honor of becoming our baby’s godfather?”

  Christ, watching my brother struggle with his emotion at Sabrina’s question has my own heart flapping around in the wind.

  Ramon nods his head, and pulls her into his arms. “I’d love to,” he says loud enough for us both to hear him. Sabrina returns his hug, and lets it carry on longer than I’d normally allow. But what the hell, he looks as though he needs it.

  Finally pulling away from the other, Sabrina reaches up and kisses him on the cheek. “We’re both here if you ever need us Ramon. I hope you know that. You don’t have to do anything alone.”