Learning to Trust: Sweet Temptation (6 page)

“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 flame
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 couldn’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.

“Lucie.”
Her name on his lips was like a plea and their eyes met, held, as he began to
thrust inside of her, retreating until her body was begging for more. “Don’t
let go of me.”

He
wasn’t just speaking from the physical sense; Lucie could feel the emotion in
his words, the outpouring of something much more intimate than just his desire
to be touched.

“Oh,
Kane,” she whispered his name, pulling him closer, trying to close the gap
between them until there was no choice but for them to be one. “Please.”

“Always,
Lucie.”

When
their bodies took over, her heart took a backseat to the glorious pleasure of
having him inside of her, feeling the sensual glide of his penis against greedy
nerve endings as he began thrusting harder, her hips rising to meet his.

Lucie
was unable to stop the tears from falling, but they weren’t what he thought, so
she buried her head in the crook of his neck and held him closer, rocking
against him as the overwhelming sensations took over, her orgasm spiraling out
of control. “Kane! Oh, God, Kane!”

“Fuck,
baby.” His words were a whisper against her ear as they became one, just like
so many years before and so many nights in between although only in her dreams.

Lucie
couldn’t get the words out as her orgasm detonated, violent tremors wracking
her body as she held him closer, never wanting this moment to end.

“Lucie.
Baby.” Kane groaned and then his body stilled, fully seated inside of her,
Lucie felt the heated pulse of his cock as his release tore through him.

And
if she hadn’t known before, Lucie certainly knew now... This man owned her.

Heart
and soul.

*** ~~ *** ~~ *** ~~ ***

“I
need a week off,” Kane told Luke two days later.

He’d
hesitated originally, pondering the decision for the last forty eight hours
until he knew exactly what he had to do.