Captivated (Club Destiny #6) Page 4

  Being with Kane was like being close to a wild, untamed animal. She didn’t know what to expect from him, although she knew from experience, the pleasure would be extraordinary. His firm demands and his rough touch spoke to a part of her that she hadn’t known existed. A part of her that ached for him; needed him.

  “Ahhh, Lucie.” Kane groaned as she sucked him in deep, sliding her tongue around the engorged head, then down the underside as he thrust his hips, forcing his thick shaft deeper into her mouth.

  She was going to gag, she couldn’t help it. He was too large, too thick, but she knew it was what he wanted, for her to take all of him. Since that one night, Lucie had reflected back on the time she’d gone to her knees in his kitchen, the way he’d thrust hard and fast into her mouth, groaning his pleasure as he used her just like he was doing now.

  She’d longed to taste his saltiness, smell the musky scent of his sex, feel the warm, velvet of his cock in her mouth as she eagerly tried to bring him as much pleasure as possible. With eager anticipation, Lucie gave herself over to him, allowing him to push deep, sucking him, licking him, consuming him. Being on her knees was a wickedly hot fantasy that she had never had another opportunity to relive since him.

  “So fucking good, baby.”

  The term of endearment he used had her heart thumping painfully hard in her chest. He’d called her that before, and she wondered if he said as much to all of the women he was with. She hoped not, but with Kane, she knew there had been many women. Many before her and several after.

  “Lucie.” Her name on his lips spurred her on, forcing her to stop thinking about the pain in her knees or other women he’d been with, making her grip the base of his cock firmly with her hand, slowly stroking him as she continued to pull him into her mouth.

  “Take all of me, Lucie,” Kane commanded, his hand in her hair pulling tighter.

  When he tilted her head back, gripping his own cock and guiding himself deeper, she fought to breathe through her nose, trying desperately not to gag as he pushed deeper than she thought possible.

  “Fuck!”

  Kane forced himself deep into her throat, retreated before pushing in again while Lucie watched the desperate hungry expression on his face. He repeated the movements several times before his thigh muscles bunched beneath her hands, and his body stilled. She was met with his salty, warm taste flooding her mouth as he held himself still. Swallowing every last drop, Lucie closed her eyes and relished the fact that she had just made him come with her mouth.

  Chapter Four

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  Kane could barely stand on his own two feet.

  Lucie had robbed him of all his senses, stealing every ounce of his control as she eagerly consumed his cock. The way she gave herself over, eagerly taking him into the liquid fire depths of her mouth as he forced himself deeper had nearly shattered his mind. It wasn’t just the feel of her as she deep throated him, or those soft moans that had sent sparks shooting up and down his spine. Her trust in him had been humbling, stripping him of all restraint until he was shooting fast and hard down her throat.

  Pulling her to her feet now, he pressed her into the tiled wall, trying to gain his equilibrium because she had tilted his world on its axis, his body and mind floating. Kane had known it would be that way with her, never expecting anything less than mind numbing bliss, but the other feelings she stirred inside of him were foreign.

  From the beginning, Kane had known he wasn’t going to use Lucie’s body the way he used most of his lovers, giving and receiving only pleasure, but he hadn’t expected the sort of intimacy he felt with her either.

  This was something much deeper, more intimate, than he had ever expected. Just to think that he didn’t remember anything about their first time together still pissed him off. Even if he could blame the booze for his loss of control that night, Kane would give anything to remember what it had felt like.

  Looking down into her rich mocha brown eyes, he cupped her chin, wanting to see the need because he knew it was there. She’d eagerly consumed him, giving everything and not asking for anything in return. Now he wanted to give her everything. To pleasure her and make her feel the same emotional churn that he was wrought with.

  He briefly debated on whether he should fall to his knees and worship her pussy in order to sate her immediate needs, but Kane thought better of it. The shower was too small for what he intended to do, so for now, he’d have to settle on building her need.

  Taking a step back, he cupped her face in his hands before pressing his forehead to hers. “You undo me,” he whispered, caught off guard by his own admission. Before she realized just how much power she had gained over him, Kane took another step back, ordering her to turn around so that her back was to him.

  Reaching for the shampoo bottle sitting on the edge of the tub, Kane filled his palm and proceeded to lather the thick, long strands of her hair, massaging her scalp as he did and feeling his body stir to life when she began to moan again.

  “Feel good?”

  “Yes,” Lucie answered, sounding a little dazed and confused as her body fell back against his.

  Once he was finished with her hair, he moved on to her body, using his fingers to learn every graceful curve, every luscious valley of her spectacular body. He took his time exploring her with his fingers, memorizing her smooth, wet skin, inch by inch.

  Once he finished teasing her, he quickly washed himself, his cock hardening yet again as he stroked it while Lucie watched. By the time he was done, the water was getting cold, so he turned it off and threw open the shower curtain.

  “Towels?” he asked, glancing around the enclosed space.

  “In the cabinet,” Lucie replied, taking a step back from him. Her voice was husky with arousal and it only made his cock swell, painfully erect once again. He wasn’t even sure how that was possible, but Kane wasn’t going to question it.

  He opened the cabinet above the toilet and grabbed two towels, tossing one onto the closed toilet seat before he turned back to her and offered his assistance. He admired the rosy pink of her skin from the hot water that had rained down on them. He inhaled the fresh scent of strawberries from her shampoo and was more than ready to lick her to see if she tasted as sweet.

  Once he had her dry, he wrapped the towel around her before retrieving the other and drying himself in a rush. Kane was ready to continue making those memories he’d been deprived of the first time he had gotten his hands on her. His cock was fully engaged again and ready to go, but he fully intended to ravish her in other ways first.

  Taking her hand, he pulled her out of the bathroom and back down the hall to the living room. They’d make it to her bedroom before the night was through, but for now, he wasn’t going to rush things. Her bed likely would prove to be too much of a temptation, and quite frankly, he’d fantasized a number of times about doing wicked things to her in the only other room in her apartment that he’d ever been in.

  Pulling her to him when they were standing in the small space, he unhooked the tab of the towel that was holding it firmly in place over her breasts. To his surprise she didn’t try to hold on to it, rather letting it fall to the floor.

  “So pretty.” Her skin was flawlessly smooth, a sexy golden brown and so soft to the touch. Using the backs of his fingers, he slid them down the long, sleek column of her neck, over her collar bone and then down her arm.

  “I’ve waited so long to touch you,” he said the words out loud for the first time. For months, hell, even years, he’d thought them but never had he put a voice to them. Standing with her, Kane couldn’t control the need to tell her exactly what he was thinking, “I might not remember that night, but I’ve dreamed about it. Dreamed about touching you... Tasting you.”

  Lucie had had a recurring role in his dreams over the years, sometimes they were innocent dreams, other times he’ wake up sweating from the heat that he practically could feel generating between them. Even in his dreams she sparked that flam
e deep down inside of him. He’d just never been able to come to terms with what he truly wanted from her. More than just sex he knew. More than even the random pleasantries they shared when he came to see his daughter.

  Kane needed Lucie.

  All of her.

  On top of that, he needed to take her, to show her just what was brewing between them because the physical reaction that his body had to hers defied logic.

  Kane eased Lucie down until she was sitting on the edge of the modest wooden coffee table that sat just slightly off center in the room. Nudging her thighs open with his legs, Kane watched, waited for her to say something. He continued to expect her to put the brakes on, and each second that passed, he wondered whether he’d have the strength to stop if she did.

  Lowering himself to his knees, he watched the way her eyes widened and her breaths came faster, but not with fear. He forced her legs open wider with his shoulders, glancing down at the soft, pink folds of her pussy. She was bare, all of the curls gone, just as he had imagined, and he wouldn’t be able to get his tongue on her fast enough. Using his hands, he spread her thighs even wider, holding her open as far as he could get her, forcing her to sit up straighter, which allowed her to peer down between her legs to where he began teasing her clit with his tongue.

  The taste of her, like moonlight and sunshine swirling together, exploded on his tongue as he teased the swollen little nub while he pushed one finger deep inside her warm, wet heat. It didn’t matter how many times he’d dreamt about this moment, or fantasized as he watched her move through the bar, none of those compared to this.

  Listening to her sweet moans, feeling her body squeeze his finger, her hips gently rocking as she tried to push his tongue against her clit was so much better than any dream or any fantasy he’d ever had. And tonight she was all his.

  ~*~*~

  Lucie wasn’t going to last, her mind was swirling with a mixture of sensations that set her body on rapid boil. She was equally affected by the warmth of Kane’s hand on her thigh, the way his tongue rasped against her tender flesh, and the broad finger filling her. He was bombarding her with all of these exquisite touches, relentlessly teasing her until she was hovering dangerously close to the edge. She needed to come, needed to release all of the pent up sexual frustration that had been building without an appropriate release for years. Her own fingers, even her vibrator had never been quite enough. She had always been able to make herself orgasm, but never had it been the same as when she was with Kane that one time so many years ago.

  He knew how to play her like a well-tuned instrument, and more than anything, Lucie wanted to savor this moment, to make it last as long as she possibly could, but her body had other ideas. She couldn’t resist him, couldn’t get enough of him. This was Kane, the man she loved without fault, needed beyond reason.

  “Kane!” She was so close, yet so far away. Lucie wanted to feel the weight of his body on top of hers, the desire to be held in his arms while he lost control the same way she was going to. Just when she thought she would go off like a fireworks display, Kane stopped.

  Opening her eyes, she watched as he slowly lifted his head, the heat of his mouth moving up her body, tickling her skin as he pressed damp kisses along her torso until he sucked one painfully hard nipple into his mouth, making her nearly scream from the pleasure. She needed more. So much more.

  “Please.”

  “Tell me, Lucie,” Kane urged as his tongue lashed at her nipple. “Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

  “Don’t stop.” That’s the only thing she wanted - for him not to stop assaulting her nerve endings with torturous pleasure.

  “I don’t plan to stop,” he warned, wrapping his arms around her back and pulling her body closer to his. She instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, cupping the back of his head as she held him closer to her breast. It was so good. Painfully good.

  Her body was aflame with the desires only this man could bring out in her and yet she was so close to losing it, she could feel the slight quiver in her womb as her orgasm threatened.

  “Oh, God, Kane. I need more,” she whimpered, and had he been any other man, she would have been mortified. But this was Kane and even if he didn’t remember, she did. She remembered the time he had taken her so roughly, just a mere brush of his fingers had set her off. And here she was totally naked in the middle of her living room, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside of her.

  “Stand up.” He breathed the words against her oversensitive skin as he began pushing to his feet, her arms still wrapped around his neck. “Don’t let go of me, Lucie.”

  Never. She’d never let go if she had anything to say about it. So she kept her arms around his neck and held on as he lifted her in his arms and turned.

  When his mouth met hers, she tasted herself on his lips, felt the passion in the way his tongue dueled with hers. If there had been any hesitation on her part initially, it was all gone. Disappearing with the night itself; leaving her open and vulnerable to this one man.

  When they reached her bedroom, Lucie expected him to put her on her feet, but instead, Kane lowered her to the bed, coming down on top of her as he did. The blessed weight of his much larger frame against hers crushed her, but it wasn’t suffocating her. No, it was the complete opposite. He was grounding her, ensuring she knew exactly where she was and what she was doing.

  “Look at me, Lucie.” Kane’s raspy voice was thick with the same hunger that pulsed through her veins, and Lucie opened her eyes, struck by the deep gray of his eyes swirling with more emotion than just uncomplicated lust.

  When Kane pushed himself up with one arm, Lucie watched as the impressive muscles flexed and bunched, his chest hardening even more so than before as he held himself above her.

  “Touch me, Lucie,” he urged and Lucie tore her gaze from the strength she’d been admiring to look into his eyes.

  What she saw there stole her breath because even though this could’ve been only sex between them, she felt as though it were something more. So much more.

  Sure, they had a child together, but this wasn’t about Haley, this was about the two of them. In this moment, together, exploring one another as though this were the very first time. And for him, maybe it was the first time, but for her... No, she remembered the time before and that night paled in comparison to this. That night, although she didn’t regret one minute, hadn’t been laced with this feeling that they were meant to be together.

  “I need to be inside of you, Lucie.” She heard the urgency in his tone, and her body mirrored the need she could hear in his voice.

  Spreading her legs with his knees, Kane eased down closer to her, situating himself between her thighs, but then he moved, glancing around the room as though looking for something.

  “What’s wrong?” she asked.

  “Condom.”

  Why the idea hadn’t even crossed her mind, she didn’t know. They didn’t need a condom as far as pregnancy went. Not this time. And no, it wasn’t because of the fact that they had a child already. It had been stupid on her part to have not used protection the first time they were together, but Lucie had been so overwhelmed that night, so torn up with the emotions that had blinded her, she hadn’t even thought about it.

  “I’m on the pill,” she told him, her eyes meeting his and an unspoken agreement settling between them. “I’ve been tested, and I’m clean.”

  After that one night, the night Haley had been conceived, Lucie hadn’t been with another man, and yes, she had immediately gone to the doctor to get tested for sexually transmitted diseases because of her own stupidity. And she had routinely been tested after that for a full year. Why she hadn’t taken a pregnancy test at that point, she still didn’t know.

  “I’ve never...” Kane let the words hang between them, and Lucie suspected he knew what he was about to say was a lie.

  He had. They had had unprotected sex that one night so long ago so what he was about to say wasn’t true. She co
uldn’t help but wonder whether it had happened to him on more than one occasion. She didn’t want to think about it...

  “Except with you, Lucie.” Kane leaned in closer, his mouth brushing hers. “I’ve never had sex without a condom. I swear to you.”

  She believed him, although she wasn’t certain that she should. If anything, Lucie knew Kane would never hurt her intentionally. Even though she had kept Haley’s paternity a secret from him, it hadn’t been because she feared what he would do. She hadn’t wanted to trap him and each night when she put her precious little girl to sleep for the last five years, Lucie had prayed Kane would remember, and she would’ve been relieved of the horrible secret she’d held inside of her.

  “I know,” she whispered as she pressed farther into him, trying to pull him closer because that’s exactly where she needed him right then.

  Kane maneuvered himself until he was between her thighs, the broad, thick head of his penis pressing against the sensitive tissue. She needed him, more now than ever, and she wanted to feel him inside of her again. This time while they were both right there in the moment.

  When Kane pressed farther into her, her body relaxed as a sharp burst of pain ricocheted from between her legs, making her whimper.

  “Am I hurting you?” he asked, and Lucie met his eyes once more.

  “No. Please, Kane.” She didn’t know how to express what she wanted. Did she beg him to fuck her? Or plead with him to make love to her? This felt like so much more, at least to her. Even the pain was welcome because she knew it was the only way she could get closer to him.

  “Baby...” Kane leaned in, his lips pressing into hers. “God you feel so good.”

  Her body consumed him entirely, pulling him deeper as her hands trailed over the rigid, tight muscles of his back, outlining them with her fingertips as tears threatened to spill from her eyes. It was too much.

  Finally, when he was seated fully inside of her, Kane began to move, rocking gently against her, pushing himself off of her while she tried to pull him closer. Lucie didn’t want him to see the tears in her eyes because it wasn’t pain that was causing them. No, they were a result of the love threatening to burst free.