Love's Hot

by Karen Deen

  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 awkwardness 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.

  6

  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. Remember, 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.

  “That’s it, baby, take the pleasure I’m giving you.” Pushing a second finger in, I lean around her shoulder and take her other breast into my mouth, sucking and lathing her nipple while I pump her hard. I can feel her muscles tensing around my fingers. She is so close to the edge it’s time to let her take what she needs. I release her nipple with my finger, while her other breast falls from my mouth with a pop. Her groan lets me know that words are getting harder for her to get out.

  I push her body against the glass so the cold will stimulate her tits and will shoot through her body right to her core.

  “Come for me, Red, show the whole world how you’re coming. But. Just. For. Me. My touch is what is getting you off. They only get to watch.” My fingers are now working her at a frantic pace, and she explodes around them, with only my name to scream to celebrate her release.

  I keep my fingers moving slowly to bring her back to me from the intense orgasm she just experienced. Although her back is to me, I get to experience every part of her pain and pleasure in her reflection in the window. As she comes down from her high, her body starts to slump. I pick her up and lay her out on my bed. I look down at her in her post-orgasmic glow.

  Stunning is the only word I can use to describe the vision in front of me. It’s even hotter knowing it’s me that put that look on her face.

  “Kane,” she whispers.

  “Shh baby, I’ll take care of you.” Stripping off my clothes, I see her smile as she likes what she sees. Sliding onto the bed, I take her in my arms and slowly kiss her. Not rushed or harsh like before. This is one to take care of her and thank her for the gift she just gave me. It won’t be until later tonight or tomorrow that she will realize how far she has let go and submitted to me in this room tonight. When that time comes, there will be a minor explosion of unexpected shock. Until then, I plan on enjoying every part of this night while I still have my little Red vixen in the palm of my hand.

  “I want to touch you,” she whispers as her hands start to explore my body.

  “I’m all yours. Take what you need.” Just like I pictured, I see her blood red nails slowly scraping over my body. The first moment she touches my cock, I almost explode. Her thumb sweeps across the top of my crown that is purple and bulging. She rubs the pre-cum leaking out, down and over my cock as she starts to stroke it. Her tight hand wraps around me and works me with perfect rhythm that starts the tightening in my balls. There is no way I am coming anywhere other than deep inside her.

  Placing my hand on hers, I pull her away, listening to her mewling in protest.

  “Lay back, Red, I’m going to fuck you and fuck you hard.” I reach for the condom in the top drawer where I placed them before I left to go out tonight. Always be prepared, my dad taught me. I see the smile on her face but there is fire still in her eyes. She wants this just as much as I do. She parts her legs and drops her knees to the bed as wide as she can. In anticipation for me.

  I can’t resist having a taste of my little vixen before I sink so far inside her that she won’t know where I start and she finishes.

  Running my tongue up her slit, we both groan in unison. She tastes like trouble. Sweet with a little spice. A taste I could very easily become addicted to. Like I said, big fucking trouble.

  She can’t help herself, her body starts to arch again and rock against my mouth. She wants more and is desperate to get herself off again. This time I want her coming all over my cock while I ride her hard. Just as I hear the hitch in her breathing that signals she’s close to falling over the edge, I raise up and place my cock at her entrance, waiting for her to open her eyes. I want to see her when I enter her for the first time. It will be a picture that will stay with me for a long time.

  “This is for my girl who likes to play on the naughty side.” I push as deep as I can go. Then still while she adjusts to me. “Fuck, Lilly, you’re so tight. So, fucking good.” As her breath evens out again, I know it’s time to start moving. I try to take it slow, but I’m too strung out. I’m unsure what Lilly wants. I feel her wrap her legs around me, the spikes from her heels digging into my ass. I have my answer. Pumping hard and bottoming out deep inside her every time, I feel like she’s going to take every ounce of energy from me.

  “Harder, Kane. Fuck me harder.” That’s enough for me to totally let go. Everything I’ve been holding back all night while she flirted and teased me is now pounding into her. This is what I needed tonight. Hot fucking sex to take me away from the world. Any world with a naked Lilly underneath me, my cock buried in her balls deep, is one fucking amazing place to be.

  “Come for me, Lilly. Come all over my cock for me.” I know I can’t last much longer. My words are all she needs to send her soaring over the edge for another shattering orgasm. Her muscles start milking every drop out of me as I jerk through my orgasm.

  T
hat was one hot fuck.

  It’s her.

  Lilly.

  I knew she would be trouble.

  Now I know Red won’t be leaving my memory in a hurry.

  Trouble with a capital T.

  I get out of bed to clean up and get rid of the condom, only to return to my beautiful naughty girl curled on her side with her eyes closed and breathing slow and steady. I stand watching her sleep for a few minutes, just admiring her natural beauty. I then lean down and gently remove her shoes and pull the blanket up over her. Climbing onto the bed beside her, I pull her into my body. She fits snuggly against me and gives a little moan as she wriggles herself into just the perfect spot. Her breathing then gets deeper as she drifts off into her sleep. Wondering if she will dream of me, I kiss her on the cheek and close my eyes. I’m not usually one to cuddle, but this feels good. It feels normal, which in my life is always a rare thing. I try to fight the sleep, but my body is in such a relaxed place, it drags me under, and I drift off into a blissful slumber. I try not to worry what tomorrow will bring when Lilly wakes up.

  ***

  I’m not a good sleeper. A few hours at a time is all I usually get. Too much in my head, too many visions of things I’ve seen. No part of being a homicide cop is ever fun. I startle as I wake, realizing there’s someone in the bed with me. I try to stay completely still until I get my bearings. It only takes a few seconds to remember the siren lying beside me. The moonlight that streams through the open windows gives a glow to her blonde hair fanned out on the pillow. I’m a little shocked I’m still wrapped around her, holding her against me. The pain in my hard dick that’s wedged in her ass cheeks, I’m guessing is what woke me. He’s trying to tell me there’s no way he can sleep next to Lilly while she’s naked and be expected to lay limp. She looks so peaceful I don’t want to wake her, but there is no way I can lie still here for too long.

  Slipping out from around her, I make my escape to take a leak. Standing in the bathroom, I stare at myself in the mirror. What happened to the little boy who was going to grow up and be a policeman, get married and have two little boys and a dog named Charlie? Have a house just like my mom and dad’s. My boys were going to play little league on Saturdays, and we were going to spend Sunday and the holidays having lots of fun playing.