Chapter Three
Kate’s pussy was so beautiful, her lips open and glistening with cream. The scent of her sex was already heavy in the air, and Lucas wanted her. His cock thickened just at the sight of her. Her glorious curves were displayed for him, and only him. He was a possessive man, and he didn’t give a fuck what other people thought of him.
He may be old enough to be her dad, but he was also the only person who cared enough about her to take care of her. Skimming his fingers up the inside of her thighs, he teased her slit, using the lightest touch on her pussy, making her arch up begging for more. This was the first time he’d ever crossed the line on a job. From the moment he first met her, she’d gotten underneath his skin, and now he couldn’t imagine being without her.
Her beauty went more than skin deep.
Touching the lips of her pussy, he spread them open, staring at her clit then down to her virgin entrance. No man had ever touched her. She’d never been romantically linked to anyone, and her innocence clashed with her natural sensuality. This was a woman designed for sex, for fucking.
Lucas watched as he pressed two fingers to her clit, trapping it between and rubbing gently. She gasped.
“Do you like that, baby? You like it when I touch you like this?” He didn’t move down to her virginity. When he took that, he was going to do it with his cock.
The need to slam right inside her to the hilt shook him to the core, but he fought it. He wanted her to come a second time before he took her pussy.
“Touch your tits, Kate. Let me see what you like.”
Her hands went from her stomach, moving up to cup her tits. Her blue gaze was on him, not once looking away. He didn’t want her to.
As he played with her cunt, he wanted her to never forget that it was his touch on her. Moving down the bed so that his face was above her pussy, he flicked his tongue against her clit, finally tasting her, and knowing there wasn’t anything else in the world that he wanted but her.
Kate gave him everything.
Sucking her clit into his mouth, he was determined to get her addicted to him and him alone.
With his teeth he bit down and quickly soothed out the burn with his tongue. She writhed above him, and he didn’t let up, driving her to a second orgasm.
He didn’t give her time to come down from her peak. Sliding between her thighs, he held his cock, smearing it through her cream. He should get a condom, but he didn’t want to. If his cum took inside her and they made a baby, he’d be one happy man.
“You’re going to be mine, Kate. You’re not going to be able to get rid of me.” He’d be by her side.
Being the owner of the Evans Security company, he was already a wealthy man, so she wouldn’t have to worry about him wanting her fortune.
“You’re not bad company,” she said with a smile.
He loved that look on her face, filled with pleasure.
Sliding his cock down to her entrance, he stared into her eyes, and in one hard thrust he filled her tight cunt. He pushed past her virginity, claiming her as his own.
She cried out his name, and he caught her wrists in his hands as she tried to push him off. Taking possession of her mouth, he swallowed down her pain, hating that he’d caused it but knowing there was nothing else he could do.
Kissing her neck, he sucked on her pulse, then slid to her ear. “I’m sorry.”
“It hurt.”
“I’ve got you.” He didn’t move, allowing her pussy to clench around his dick. Closing his eyes, he counted to ten to give him strength to not just fuck her. “I didn’t want to hurt you.”
Pulling back slightly, he stared into her eyes, seeing the tears trailing down her cheeks. “It’s okay now. I’ve got you.”
Her lip wobbled, and he cursed.
“I’m not a virgin anymore.”
“You’re not a virgin. You’re mine now, Kate.”
Kissing her lips, he made love to her mouth, waiting until she began to wriggle on his cock, letting him know that she was ready for more.
Pulling out of her tight cunt until only the tip of him remained, he thrust back inside. This time her cries were of pleasure.
He made love to her. All he wanted to do was fuck her raw, but this time he waited, giving her pleasure and watching the fire dance in her gaze. Holding her hands above her head, he plunged inside her. His orgasm took him by surprise with the force as he filled her cunt, spilling his cum deep within her.
Wrapping his arms around Kate, he breathed in her scent, stroking her hair and refusing to pull away. Sliding his hand down her back, he cupped her ass, wanting her more every second of every day.
“I never wanted to hurt you,” he said.
“There was always going to be pain. I knew that. I just didn’t think it would hurt that much.”
He stroked her cheek.
This woman had gotten under his skin in the past year, and now knowing how good she felt beneath him, Lucas didn’t know if he was ever going to be able to let her out of his sight.
“What are you thinking?” he asked.
“It was amazing. I want to do it again. Can we do it again?”
He chuckled. “We can do it as many times as you want. First though, I need to get you cleaned up.” Releasing his hold, he pulled away. Blood smeared his cock. Her virginal blood.
She was his now, and he intended to protect her with his very life. He needed to find the person who wanted to harm her.
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Kate’s managers and team didn’t approve of her canceling dates for the next two months. They tried to talk her out of it, and if it wasn’t for Lucas being at her side, she would have continued to work.
Over the past seven years whenever she’d asked for a few days, they’d always denied her. They’d guilt her into working, reminding her about her legion of fans depending on her. She loved her fans, and she hoped they’d understand that she needed a short time to collect herself.
Even after her injury she’d not taken time off. She’d done the recommended bed rest, and she’d been back to work at the advice of her managers.
She knew they hated Lucas in that moment. The glares they’d given him, reminding him that he was just a bodyguard, and they could make sure he never worked again—she’d put a stop to it. She told them she wasn’t quitting. She was going to work, but right now she needed a short break.
Afterward, Lucas packed her bag and they were on the road, heading to wherever he wanted to go.
It was exciting, dangerous, and she didn’t care. For the first time since high school, she was doing something that she’d not been told to do. No one had told her to pick up the microphone seven years ago and try to get the crowd interested. She’d done it, and her life had turned out like this.
Her song had knocked someone off the number one spot at the time as people demanded it be available to download. From there she had gone from strength to strength.
“Are you okay?”
“I feel like I’m missing a lesson,” she said.
He chuckled. “Believe me, I’ve long finished high school.” He kissed her knuckles, and her stomach tightened. Everything about him called to a part of her.
Their night in bed had been the best time of her life; magical, painful, sweet, tender.
“There’s a lot of thoughts rushing through your head right now. You want to tell me about it?” he asked.
“Not really. I’m just thinking about last night.”
“Which part?”
“All of it. I’m sorry. You’re probably used to more experienced women.”
He gave her hand a little squeeze. “Don’t compare yourself. There’s no one to compare to, baby. There’s only you.”
Staring out of the window, she watched as people went by their daily lives. The windows of his car were tinted.
“Did you always want to be a singer? A star?”
She laughed. “No, I didn’t. I wanted to become a CEO of a technology company. I intended to go college, get a degree in business and technology.”
“Wow, now that is a shock.”
“Did you always want to save people?” she asked.
“Yes, I did.”
They arrived at what she assumed was his apartment building. He parked and ordered her to wait in the car until he moved to help her out. He was always protecting her. She liked to pretend that there wasn’t a madman on the loose intent on killing her.
She didn’t know who it was that wanted to hurt her, only that they’d succeeded once.
“Next time my blade will slide against your throat.” She recalled the words that had made their way to her hospital bed.
Never in her life had she been so scared. Her team at the time had brushed off the death threats as just an overexcited fan. It hadn’t been an excited fan at all. Someone wanted to kill her.
Lucas kept his body next to hers as they made their way toward the elevator.
Once inside, she stepped back, gripping the metal rail that ran around the box.
He cupped her face, tilting her head back. “Look at me.”
Her heart pounded inside her chest, and not down to arousal, due to fear. She was afraid, and she hated that. She hated being scared. It meant they’d won, and she didn’t want that.
“I wouldn’t let anything happen to you.”
“I don’t know what I’ve done, Lucas. I don’t know why anyone would want to hurt me. I’ve never done anything to anyone.”
“Some people don’t need an actual reason, baby. Just one they’ve made up to make everything seem okay.”
She felt the tears fill her eyes. “I hate being afraid.”
“Then stop. Your safety is my priority. Be aware of your surroundings. Let me take care of you, though.”
She gritted her teeth and nodded her head.
“I won’t let anything happen to you.” He brushed her lips with hers, and she gripped his arms, not wanting him to let go.
The elevator doors pinged open, and she whimpered as he released her. She didn’t want him to stop kissing her.
He took her hand, and within seconds they were inside his apartment.
Lucas didn’t give her the chance to enjoy the view because as soon as he closed the door, he pinned her against it.
He captured her hands within one of his, and the other ran down her body, gripping the edge of the fabric of her dress and pulling it up.
The tips of his fingers skimmed her thigh, making her gasp.
“Do you want my cock deep inside your cunt?” he asked.
She moaned even more at his dirty talk.
“Yes.”
“Then spread your legs. I want to see if you’re wet enough to take my cock.”
She opened her thighs, and his hand delved between them. He yanked her panties and threw them to the floor. His fingers slid through her slit, teasing across her clit then down to her entrance. He filled her with one finger, followed by a second.
“You’re so wet, sweetheart. Are you thinking about how good it will feel to ride my cock?”
“Yes.”
“Good. You’re now in my apartment. You follow my rules.”
His hand was gone, and even though it was dark, she saw him lick his fingers, tasting her.
He switched on a light, and she saw the curtains were already drawn, giving them both some privacy.
“And I want you naked. Strip.”