by B. B. Roman
“Lift up,” he encouraged her, gripping his cock in his hand and penetrating her entrance gently. “Take me inside of you, Lucie.”
Kane groaned as her body engulfed him, but his mouth was covered with her hand and he met her eyes. She was trying to smile, but he knew what she was feeling because he was feeling it too. She was so damn tight, her pussy clenching him as she eased down on his shaft.
Pulling her chest flush against his, Kane gripped her hips and thrust up into her in one swift movement that had her crying out. “Kiss me, dammit,” he grumbled from beneath her hand.
Lucie replaced her hand with her mouth, and the invasion of her tongue was so welcome, Kane had to hold still for a moment for fear that he might just lose control. He could feel it in his chest. There was a tingling that started somewhere in the center of his body, but it wasn’t his release. This was something different. Something unexpected, but so incredible, he wasn’t sure he ever wanted to come down from this high.
Wrapping one arm around her head and placing his other hand against the small of her back, Kane held her against him, trying to keep her from moving. When she began rocking her hips and moaning into his mouth, he knew he wasn’t going to last long enough to make this good for her if she kept this up.
Letting her go, he pushed her shoulders until she was sitting on him again and he linked their hands together, holding his arms up so that she could use him as leverage.
“Fuck me, Lucie.” He ground out the words, clenching his teeth as her pussy spasmed around his dick.
Obviously unfamiliar with the position, Lucie began doing as he instructed and although the feeling was exquisite, Kane needed to control her movements. In a blur of motion, he flipped her onto her back, never pulling out of her body. Once he was on top of her, he began thrusting his hips hard and fast against hers, burying his cock deeper into her body as she closed her eyes and threw her head back.
“Open them,” he growled. “Open your eyes and watch me, Lucie.” He had no idea why it was so important that he maintained eye contact with her, but Kane felt it was critical. Their bodies were speaking in ways that words never could, but the connection was far deeper than that and he wanted to see into her soul.
“God, yes, baby,” he groaned, slowing his pace as he slipped one hand between them, finding her clit with his fingers. “You feel so damn good.”
As he began strumming her clit gently, Lucie’s moans intensified until she was clawing his shoulders, her hips bucking up off of the mattress.
“Are you going to come for me?” he asked, sinking deeper and deeper into her with every thrust, increasing the pressure of his finger against her clit with every jarring movement. “Tell me, Lucie. Tell me when you come.”
Kane barely managed to control himself; continuing to pound harder, faster until he was sweating and shaking with the strength of his release as it rushed up on him without warning. Slamming into her once, twice, three times, Kane felt the way her inner muscles squeezed his cock, almost painfully tight as Lucie moaned into the darkened room, her sharp little nails digging into his skin as she stilled.
As she came apart beneath him, Kane followed her over into the glorious abyss.
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There was something to be said about angry sex, Lucie thought to herself as she lay against Kane, her head propped on his chest as his heartbeat thumped slowly in her ear. He was so warm, so strong as he held her close, his finger drawing circles up and down her spine.
It was still dark outside, but Lucie knew that was only going to last a little while longer. Dawn wasn’t far off, and despite the fact that she wanted him there more than she wanted anything else, Lucie knew it wouldn’t be appropriate for Haley to find him in her bed. They probably had another hour at best before her early riser was up and at it.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Kane asked, his gravelly voice penetrating the darkness.
Lucie’s body stiffened. The question was a long time coming, but for some reason, she hadn’t expected to hear it from him now. Not like this. She knew this wasn’t going to be an easy conversation for them to have, and if nothing else, he was going to be angry with her. All over again.
When she tried to pull away, Kane stopped her by firmly pressing his arm against her back.
“Don’t leave me,” he warned, keeping her pinned in place by his heavy arm. “Talk to me. Don’t pull away from me, Lucie.”
Laying her head back against his chest, Lucie inhaled deeply as she tried to gather her thoughts. When it came to her reasons for not telling Kane he was a father, she knew they probably wouldn’t sound as reasonable once she stated them out loud.
Honestly, she hadn’t meant to hurt anyone, although that’s exactly what had happened. Both Haley and Kane had suffered from her decision, and there were many nights she had lain in bed wishing she could change how she handled the situation. Figuring he deserved to know everything, Lucie started at the beginning.
“I found out I was pregnant when I was three and a half months along,” she began. “I hadn’t felt well for a couple of months, but I figured it was my emotions playing havoc on me.”
“Why?” Kane asked, brushing her hair with his fingertips.
Lucie knew her confession was probably going to push Kane away, but she decided to go for it anyway. “After you and I slept together, my feelings for you only intensified,” she stated and then paused to see if he would react. When he didn’t, she continued, “I think I had been attracted to you all along, but I knew better because you were – are – my boss.”
That was the hardest part of everything. Kane was still her boss.
“The night I drove you home, I had originally done so with good intentions. I didn’t want you to drive drunk,” she admitted, although she had already told him this part. She had just left off the emotional aspect. “When you invited me in, I knew I should’ve said no, but part of me just wanted to be closer to you.”
To her surprise, Kane pulled her closer against him, and when she felt his lips against her head, she had to choke back the tears that threatened to fall.
“Honestly, had I realized you were so drunk that you wouldn’t even remember sleeping with me, I wouldn’t have gone inside.”
“Tell me what happened.”
“I already did.” Lucie had shared the high level details with him already, back when she told him he was Haley’s father.
“You told me that you drove me home and that we slept together. I want to know all of the details.”
Lucie sighed. It wasn’t like she couldn’t recall every single second of that night because she had relived it over and over for the past six years.
“Tell me,” Kane whispered into the darkness.
With another deep sigh, Lucie began explaining, “You invited me inside, and I agreed. Then you offered me a drink, and I refused, hoping you wouldn’t get one either. I knew you were drunk, but I hadn’t realized just how intoxicated you really were.”
Lucie closed her eyes, going back to that night...
“Touch me, baby.” The insistence in Kane’s tone was palpable, and Lucie wanted to give herself over to this man. Even if for just one night, she wanted to know what it felt like to be in his arms, to feel his mouth, his skin, all of him against her.
With her palms flat against his chest, Lucie met his gaze, looking up into the swirling gray orbs, trying to decipher what he was thinking. Reading Kane’s mind was impossible.
“What do you want from me, Lucie?” he asked when she didn’t move.
“You,” she admitted, knowing she was making a decision that she would never be able to undo.
“I’ve waited so long to hear you say that,” Kane told her, sliding his fingers into her hair and pulling her head closer.
When her lips met his, the world exploded around her, nothing and everything changed in that moment. The warm, firm press of his lips, the insistent plunge of his tongue into her mouth had Lucie feeling drunk, and she knew she wasn’t.
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She could taste the bourbon on his tongue, smell the faint hint of cigarette smoke and beer on his clothes. Kane was kissing her, and as his tongue became more and more insistent, Lucie gave herself over to the feelings she had pushed to the far recesses of her heart for so long.
When Kane pulled back, he cupped her face in his hands, and Lucie stared up at him, waiting for him to tell her what he wanted. As his thumb brushed over her lower lip, Lucie slowly traced the tip with her tongue and reveled in his sharp intake of breath.
“I want to feel your mouth on my cock,” he told her, his eyes locked on her mouth. “I want to fuck those sweet lips.”
His words sent a warm throb between her thighs. Never would she have thought she would like such vulgar words, but they were so thrilling coming from Kane’s mouth. Lucie found she was nodding her head in agreement and Kane took a step back from her, immediately pulling his belt open before releasing the button and zipper on his slacks and then lowering them over his hips.
His cock, thick and heavy, sprang free, and Lucie closed her eyes for a second. She could do this. She had dreamed about this. Maybe the setting was different, or the circumstances, but it had always been Kane in her dreams.
When he put one hand on her shoulder, the other on her head and pushed her to her knees, Lucie lowered herself willingly, keeping her eyes trained on his throbbing erection.
Kane gripped his cock in one hand, guiding it toward her mouth and Lucie fought the panic that surged up from somewhere deep inside of her. She wanted him, and this was her chance.
“Open your mouth,” Kane growled and Lucie looked up at him unexpectedly. His tone was aggressive, laced with what sounded like anger mixed with passion, and the desire that she detected in his beautiful gray eyes was intense.
Pain laced her scalp as Kane gripped her hair more forcefully, pushing the swollen head of his cock against her lips until she opened her mouth, taking him inside, trying her best to surround him with her whole mouth.
He was larger than she expected, although she wasn’t quite sure what she had expected. The grip on her hair was both painful and sensual all at the same time. When he began pushing in deeper before retreating, over and over, Lucie instinctively wrapped her lips around him.
She’d never done this before. In fact, Lucie had never been with a man before Kane. Not like this anyway. There had been one man in her past that she had slept with, but that was so long ago, she felt like this was the first time. Considering her past experience was with her high school boyfriend, she knew that was nothing compared to being with Kane.
“Suck me,” Kane growled and his tone reflected more of a demand than a request. “Wrap your lips around my dick, Lucie.”
She did as he told her, trying to accommodate his size as well as keep up with the forceful way he was thrusting into her mouth. He was more aggressive than she expected, but Lucie wanted to please him, so she continued to try and take more of him. When his hands fisted in her hair, holding her perfectly still, Lucie almost panicked.
“Put your hands on my thighs and don’t move them,” Kane demanded.
Lucie once again did as he instructed and the instant her hands were on his powerful thighs, Kane gripped her hair even harder and began shoving deeper into her mouth as she tried to keep from gagging.
“That’s it, Lucie. Let me fuck that beautiful mouth. Take all of me. Awww, damn that’s good.”
Kane’s words sounded like encouragement, and Lucie could feel the tension increase in his legs as he pushed harder, deeper, faster. When she felt the broad head of his penis hit the back of her throat, she did panic, but Kane held her still, pulling out of her mouth.
“I need to fuck you, Lucie.” His grip in her hair didn’t lessen, and she found herself having to rise to her feet to keep from crying out in pain.
“Take off your clothes,” he ordered and Lucie started to do as he said. She hadn’t expected it to be like this, but the terse words stirred something deep inside of her. He was turning her on, and she was torn between confusion and desire.
Quickly, she managed to unbutton her slacks, but before she could get them halfway down her legs, Kane was turning her until she was facing the counter, his hand pushing her down until her breasts were crushed against the granite countertop. Without warning, Kane slammed into her from behind, and she cried out as pain crashed through her.
“Lucie,” Kane’s voice sounded closer to her ear, and for a second he wasn’t the demanding, take charge man she’d just been introduced to. “Baby, your pussy feels so damn good. I’ve dreamed about fucking you just like this.”
Lucie’s body tensed at his words, a desperate hunger filling her as she ached for him to continue. Despite the fact that his demands were making her nervous, her body still wanted him.
The warmth of his body disappeared from her back, his hands gripping her hips painfully tight before he began slamming into her over and over.
Lucie didn’t know what was happening to her, but her body tightened, a sharp, sudden tingle erupted deep in her core, and she was moaning his name over and over. Her orgasm slammed into her, making her shake as he continued to fuck her deeper, harder, over and over until finally, long minutes later, Kane shouted her name as he came deep inside of her.
Chapter Seven
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Kane was leaning over Lucie as she stared up at him. The story she just told him shattered his soul. To know he had treated her so crudely their very first time made his gut tighten. No wonder she had kept such a monumental secret from him. He was lucky she even talked to him ever again.
“I’m so sorry,” he whispered.
Lucie’s hands came up to cup his face, and she stunned him with a smile. “It wasn’t a bad thing, Kane. And that’s not why I didn’t tell you.”
It wasn’t?
“I don’t understand.”
“In my head, it all made sense,” she began, running her hand through his hair and sending a chill down his spine. “I wasn’t trying to keep Haley from you. I was trying to protect you. I didn’t want to burden you because I knew what happened between us wouldn’t have happened if you were sober. It was my fault... And you didn’t remember, so –”
Kane cut her off, pressing his fingers against her lips. “Don’t say it. It takes two, Lucie and I was just as much a part of that night as you were. You can’t even begin to imagine how many times I wanted to take you just like that,” Kane said, closing his eyes briefly. “I would have done it differently, I promise.”
He would’ve never been so rough on her during their first time. He knew he wasn’t a gentle lover, and he didn’t make excuses for himself, but he would’ve never put himself first the way he apparently did that night. He could blame it on the alcohol, he knew, but it didn’t make a damn bit of difference. He was responsible for his own actions and what he did was inexcusable.
“I never should’ve kept her from you,” Lucie whispered in the dark. “I didn’t mean to hurt either one of you.”
Kane heard her sob, felt the tear that brushed his finger as it slid down her cheek and into her hair, making his heart seize in his chest. A million times he had imagined how this conversation would go, but never once had he dreamed it would be like this.
“What do you say we start over?” he asked, knowing it wasn’t entirely possible because they already had an amazing daughter together and he wouldn’t change that even if he could.
“How?”
“You and Haley go to Hawaii with me. One week, Lucie. Let’s spend that one week getting to know each other.”
The dim light from the rising sun penetrated the room, and Kane could faintly make out her face. Lucie was looking at him, considering what he was asking of her. Not that he blamed her if she said no, but he hoped and prayed she wouldn’t.
“Please,” he added before pressing his lips to hers.
“All right,” she finally said, long seconds later. “We’ll go with you.”
K
ane would’ve fist pumped the air, but instead, he chose to kiss her. Hard.
Pulling back, he smiled down on her. “We have to be at the airport by eight.”
*****
Kane moved toward the gate, carrying Haley in one arm and her car seat in the other while Lucie trailed behind them pulling one of her carry on suitcases that contained mostly things for Haley. They nearly had to sprint to their gate, and for once, Kane didn’t mind that he was running behind.
Normally he would’ve been pissed and stressed at the fact that he was risking missing his plane, but due to the circumstances, he could only smile. Apparently, it took a lot longer to pack a child and her mother for a weeklong trip than it did to pack for himself.
The instant he told Lucie what time their flight left, she had practically tossed him out of bed and onto the floor. Obviously she needed more than just an hour notice, so he had given her two and here they were, almost running through the terminal. Since they were in first class, Kane wasn’t all that worried about whether they were at the gate thirty minutes before the flight left, but now they only had about fifteen minutes to spare, so he was forcing Lucie to keep up.
By the time they were seated, Haley busy with her coloring book and crayons, Lucie looked a little frazzled.
“You ok?” Kane asked, sliding his hand into hers. Since Haley insisted on sitting by the window, Kane had been lucky to have Lucie beside him.
“I will be,” she muttered, thrusting her hand through her hair and glancing over at him sideways.
“What’s wrong?” She was obviously not doing nearly as well as she was pretending.
“I hate flying,” she admitted, looking straight ahead at the seat in front of her.
Kane turned to face Lucie, tipping her chin so that she looked at him. “It’ll be ok,” he whispered, not wanting Haley to hear him. “Thank you.”