Learning to Trust: Sweet Temptation (8 page)

“I
want to spend time with you and Haley,” Kane lowered his voice, tilting his head
in that way that made Lucie’s defenses go down.

Not
this time. “Go fuck yourself, Kane,” she yelled and without another thought or
another word, she turned and walked out.

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

Kane
pounded on the door for the second time. Initially, he’d tried for soft, but
Lucie obviously wasn’t going to answer. Considering it was closing in on three
thirty in the morning, he knew one of her neighbors was probably going to call
the police on him any minute now.

“Open
the door, Lucie,” he demanded, keeping his voice low.

When
he heard the lock disengage, he breathed a sigh of relief. The woman was
stubborn as hell.

“Would
you keep your voice down?” Lucie barked as she pulled the door open. “Haley’s
asleep.”

Staring
down at her, Kane fought to keep his smile to himself. He liked the way she
looked when she was pissed. Maybe that was a little masochistic on his part,
but seeing Lucie all fired up stirred his blood.

Not
waiting for an invite, Kane moved inside the apartment before shutting and
locking the door behind him. Lucie was already in the kitchen by the time he
caught up with her. Without haste, Kane grabbed her arm, backed her against the
refrigerator and pinned her mouth with his lips. Her initial reaction was to
try to fight him off, but that didn’t last but a second before he found himself
being pulled into her.

Kane
groaned, devouring her sweet taste as she scored his scalp with her
fingernails, biting his lip with her sharp little teeth as she began rubbing up
against him like a cat. The woman was smoldering, and he needed her. Right
there.

“Let’s
move this to the bedroom,” he stated when he pulled back, cupping her head with
both hands. She looked up at him dazed and confused, and he smiled. “I’m going
to be inside of you in less than two minutes,” he warned, “and I don’t think
you want our daughter walking in to see that.”

When
it looked like Lucie might argue with him, Kane kissed her again, turning her
so that he could back her down the short hall. As soon as they entered her bedroom,
he tapped the door shut with his foot, and began unbuttoning her shirt.

When
her mouth moved to his neck, Kane growled, loving the way she nipped his skin,
chasing the sting with her tongue as he tried to unhook the buttons with his
hands trapped between them.

“Fuck.”
The curse left his lips when she pulled his shirt open without bothering to
unbutton it, the sound of buttons pinging against the wall all around them.

It
was probably a record, he thought to himself as he pulled Lucie down on top of him
onto her bed. Somehow they’d managed to remove all of their clothes without
ever breaking contact. The feel of her skin against his had Kane sighing. She
was soft to his hard, and he loved the feel of her skin beneath his hands.
Aside from Haley’s smooth, baby like skin, Lucie was the softest thing he’d
ever touched.

“Ride
me, Lucie,” Kane demanded, gripping her hips and moving her so that their
bodies aligned the way he needed them to. “Sit on my cock, baby. Right fucking
now.”

He
didn’t give a damn if he sounded crass. He just needed to be buried inside of
this woman. Now.

Kane
could see the innocent look in her eyes, and he realized she was nervous. Damn
the woman could turn him on like no one else. He liked her fiery defiance, but
he loved this innocence just as much.

“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.

~~*~~

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.

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.