Tuesday had arrived too soon. I needed more time away from everyday life to make sure she will not run. This was supposed to be a one-night stand, but somehow she’s got under my skin. My gaze is on the lines and patterns of the ceiling. My mind reeling with thoughts of going back to work, to everything that would threaten to ruin us. Cassie and me. For the first time in years, I have some semblance of happiness and I don’t want it to be ripped away.

I glance at her, the way those soft brown curls are fanned out on the pillow, she looks like an angel. And me? I am the devil. Polar opposites as my father always tells me. He and my mother were the same. I wonder what he would make of Cassandra. Would he approve? She’s not exactly high society, but that’s the whole point, I want a real girl. Not some manufactured bitch who was made in a plastic surgeon’s office.

I notice her eyes flutter open and I smile. Her back is smooth and her skin is glowing, I am tempted to stroke her. Mine. Every inch of her gorgeous body. All mine. I turn and plant soft kisses from her neck, moving down to her shoulder. Her eyes meet mine, as she twists around, and I am overcome by emotion. I don’t know how to do this. How can I open up to someone? To let her into my twisted desires is not something I planned.

“Morning handsome.” She glances at me over her shoulder.

“Good morning sweetness.”

“Are we heading to the beach today?”

Her fingers in my hair send tingles down my spine. “Ms. Winters, do you want to get me wet?” I tease her, eliciting a giggle. I fucking love that sound.

“Maybe?” She rolls over, she is so beautiful. It’s like looking at a painting. Pure perfection. “I don’t want to leave here. It’s been…” When her face falls, so does my heart. Her concerns match mine. We both realize leaving might be the end of us. Although I vow to myself I won’t let that happen, I don’t voice it to her. How can I? There is no way I can give her forever, but walking away is not an option.

“My lumiére, don’t doubt us? Don’t doubt me, please? And you promised, no running!” My voice is serious and she nods. There’s something in her eyes that scares me, something she’s not telling me. I can’t force her to, but she needs to learn she can trust me.

“Yes, I know Lucien. I am not running. Sometimes… I have no idea why, but I get anxious.”

There is only way I can answer her, to feel her body against mine, so I pull her to me. My arm bands around her, holding her. I hope that in this small gesture she can feel all my emotion pour into her.

“No need to, I want you. You are stunning, beautiful, intelligent, and I admire how you challenge me. Even though I want to spank your sexy ass when you do.” I kiss her forehead. “All I want is for you to trust me. Nothing is changing when we leave here.” She snuggles into the crook of my arm and her warmth on my chest calms me. My words ring in my ears, I shouldn’t promise her something I am not sure about. Although, I can’t help myself.

Everything tells me to stay in bed and take her again and again, but I had planned a whole day with her. I can’t wait to see her face when we get there. As soon as I move, dragging myself from the bed, she whimpers. I grab my boxer briefs. “Come on beautiful, let’s have breakfast. I want to enjoy the day before we fly out tonight.”

Her hungry gaze burns into me and I can’t help smiling. “You enjoying the view?” Her giggle is answer enough to know that our feelings of desire for each other are mutual.

“I was absolutely.” She slips from the bed and pulls on my black top; it falls just below her ass. She looks absolutely fuckable.

I pull her against me, feeling her bare ass under my T-shirt. Do we have to go out in public today? I have a surprise planned for her, so we do, unfortunately. I would much prefer locking her inside this bedroom for the day. “God, sweetness, that tee looks so perfect on you I want to ravage you right now!” Giving her a lustful kiss, I pull away. There is a painful ache telling me to stay. “Later gorgeous, I am making us breakfast.” I make for the kitchen. The most important appliance is switched on first. The coffee machine. I grab the breakfast ingredients from the fridge and get them ready.

My phone vibrates from the table, I pick it up and read the email. Then I shoot Robert a quick message to pick us up in an hour. He acknowledges and lets me know that everything will be ready. I go to find my gorgeous girl. She’s in the bathroom, staring at her reflection in the mirror. I would give anything to know what she’s thinking right now. “You daydreaming?” She starts at my voice and I grab my toothbrush.

“I was yes, it was fun.” Her cheeks are flushed and she looks thoroughly fucked. A beautiful look on her. I want her right here, right now.

“I have a surprise for us today.” Her eyes widen, then narrow. She doesn’t like surprises, but if she wants to be with me then she will have to get used to them.

“Lucien…” I place a finger on her lips, offering her a wink. I stand behind her, our reflection in the mirror looking back at us. We look happy. I haven’t been happy or content in such a long time. Without another thought, I tug the top up and over her head, taking in her beautiful naked body. I tease my fingers down her neck slowly, down her chest and over each nipple. They pebble at my touch. Her head falls back, “Open your eyes, baby. Watch me.” She obeys and my cock throbs in my pants. I trace a line down either side of her belly. “Hold the counter.” My voice is raspy in her ear and she trembles. I trace one hand back up. My hand grips her beautiful neck, holding her in place. Mocha eyes stare back at me, filled with desire. “Do you like when I do that?” I ask softly.

“Yes.” She breathes the answer and I know she’s going to take to being in my world better than I thought she would. My other hand snakes down to her smooth little pussy. My fingers stroke her slick entrance. God, she’s so wet. I tug her earlobe between my teeth. Her eyes flutter closed.

“Open your fucking eyes.” My command comes out harsher than I expect. She complies, surprising me, as I dip a finger inside her. Her moan is soft and sensual and her hips buck against my hand. She’s so fucking responsive, I love it. I tighten my grip on her neck. “You see how beautiful you are?” She tries to nod, but my grip is tight. Another finger enters her and her cunt tightens. She’s close. So am I. Pulling my fingers from her, a whimper escapes her lips. I bring my fingers up to her mouth and trace them over her lips. Her tongue flicks out and licks her arousal from my fingers. Holy fuck that’s hot!

I tug my pants down, freeing my painfully hard cock. “You better hold on, because I am too fucking hard to go slow.” Her eyes are wide as she watches me in the mirror. My voice is a growl that I hardly recognize. Her grip on the counter tightens and I line myself up to her heat. I grip her hips and plunge into her all the way to the base. Her gasp is loud, I still for a moment, trying to catch my breath. Fuck she feels so good. My gaze locks on hers in the mirror and I take her. Fast, deep, and hard. My hand comes down with a loud swat on her peach ass. Her yelp is sexy, and I want to do it again. I watch her body take me and it’s my undoing. “Come for me Cassie!” I rasp the order and her body responds like the little submissive she is. Tightening around me. Milking me. Her body taking every drop of my come. No love here. Sorry Cassie. I can’t love you. As soon as she’s calm, I slip out of her. I know I hurt her, physically and emotionally. I took what I wanted. Made her crave me.

I finish up and walk out of the bathroom without another word. In the kitchen, I feel guilty for what I just did. I used her. For the first time in my life, I want to make it up to a girl I fucked. I start breakfast, toast, eggs, bacon, mushrooms and coffee. My mind is plagued by thoughts of what I want to and can do to her, by the time I look at the table, its stacked with too much food. It’s our last morning in paradise before we face the reality. Dark thoughts swirl in my mind again and I push them away. She joins me minutes later dressed in a little cotton top with a pair of shorts. The straps of her top are thin and I notice she has her bikini underneath. Good girl. She slips into the chair and watches me intently. She doesn’t say anything about what happened in the bathroom and neither do I. Deciding to lighten the mood, I talk about our plans for the day.

“I know you don’t like surprises, but you’re going to have to live with this.” I wink at her and she rolls her eyes. Darling, my sweet darling, you do not want to do that! “I suggest you think twice about rolling your eyes in future, sweetheart.” My voice is low and she gasps at my words. Shit! I am so going to fuck this up. We finish our breakfast in silence, but now and then, I feel her eyes on me. It’s like she’s trying to figure me out. Once breakfast is finished, I clear up the dishes. Robert will collect the bags later, but I want to make sure there’s nothing left behind. I want to bring her here again. Just the two of us. Not for work, but for a holiday. That’s if she allows me to. After what I just did to her in the bathroom, I don’t know if she still trusts me.

* * *

After breakfast, I make my way to my room. I can’t fathom what happened earlier in the bathroom. It was one of the most erotic experiences of my life, but there was something different about Lucien. It was as if something had taken over him. Maybe that’s what he was trying to warn me against. Can I handle that part of him? That darker side. It was definitely sexy and intense. I grab my phone and text Kenna to let her know that I am leaving later today. Once I grab my purse and phone, I make my way to the door.

Robert was waiting for us when we stepped outside. I slid into the back seat and Lucien took his place next to me. “Robert, the cove please?” I saw our driver nod, and he pulled away.

“The cove?” I questioned Lucien. He nodded but didn’t answer me. A naughty smirk curled his lips. His silence is infuriating; I can’t stop shaking my head in annoyance. “You’re so frustrating!”

“It’s all worth it.” He drapes his arm around me and I grin. It must be one hell of a surprise he was being so secretive this morning.

“Fine, but you should remember I hate surprises!” I shift to him, waiting for his reply. He nods and the mischievous glint in his eyes intensifies. I huff and twist to peer out of my window. Lucien places his hand on my thigh, giving it a light squeeze before running his hand higher. He stops short of the heat between my legs. I chew my lip to keep from moaning, my body reacting to him in the only way it knew how. There was no way I wanted him to see my reaction. I needed to keep calm.

“Cassandra, my surprises will always bring you pleasure, trust me.” His voice is low and my heart races at the promise his words carried. Pleasure? Mmmm, well then bring it on! Why is he so perfect? I suppose he’s had practice romancing all the girls his mother hooks him up with? All the wealthy ones, the perfect statuesque ones. I blink back the tears threatening to spill and breathe deeply. “Sweetness?” I shift to see Lucien studying me, concern etched on his handsome features. “Are you okay?”

I nod. “Yes I am. Why wouldn’t I be?” I shrug nonchalantly and place my hand over his. Then I turn to face the window, watching the ocean pass by as we make our way to my surprise. It’s so beautiful here. I didn’t want to go back to LA, to therapy, and having to compete for Lucien’s attention. When my doctor called to confirm my appointment, I couldn’t bring myself to tell Lucien about it. My demeanor was making him anxious, the tension in the car was tangible. This was something I needed to deal with myself. He didn’t promise me anything and I can’t expect him to be with me when he had all those beautiful models wanting his attention.

“You seem… I don’t know…” He trailed off, and I realized he could feel my energy. It was like we were in tune with each other. I glanced at him then and smiled. Not wanting to ruin our last day with my negative mind. With a quick shake of my head, I offer him a small smile. My hope is to reassure him. Even if it was just for now. I wanted him to smile.

“It’s nothing handsome. Seriously!” I lean into the crook of his neck and kissed him, grazing my teeth over the skin, I feel him shudder. A low growl emanated from his chest and I giggled.

“Cassandra, we are going to get out of the car soon, and I wouldn’t like to do that with a hard-on in my shorts.” He chided me playfully. I wrapped an arm around his waist, and held him, feeling his warmth. In that moment I took in every last part of him hoping I never had to let go.

I notice when Robert pulls up to park. “Close your eyes,” Lucien orders with a smile and I comply. He helps me out of the car wrapping an arm around my waist as he guides me. To have his arms around me, it’s like we can’t ever go wrong, there’s nothing to worry about, but how he makes me feel.

“Lucien, where are we going?” I giggle. My nerves set in, but looking forward to whatever he had planned. The sand beneath my feet was warm, and I realized we were at the beach. Waves crashing and the smell of the ocean overwhelmed my senses. The sun beat down on us and I realized it would be a hot day. Lucien’s chuckle is infectious, it filled my heart, and I didn’t want to ever not hear it.

“You will see soon enough. Robert you can leave that there, thank you. Will you pick us up at 3:30?” It sounded like we were spending the day here wherever here was.

“Yes Mr. Verán, enjoy your day.” The surrounding energy shifted when Robert left. It became electric. A prickle of excitement ran through me being alone with Lucien again. His arms wrapped around my waist and tugged me into him. My back flush against his chest. He spun us around somewhat and whispered in my ear. “Open your eyes sweetness.”

As soon as I opened my eyes, it took a second for them to adjust to the light. We were in a cove.

“Lucien! It’s an authentic cove!” My excitement matching that of a child at Christmas. His chuckle rumbled through his chest and vibrated through me.

“Yes sweetness a real cove.” The ocean was clear as glass, and bright blue. There’s a modest picnic on the beach complete with an ice bucket and champagne. This is unbelievable. How on earth did he even get all this set up in time?

 “You are incredible Lucien Verán, I can’t believe this. It’s perfect!” His arms loosen around me and I walk over to the blanket. There are bowls of fruit, and snacks enough to feed an army. There was easily enough for six people. He rounds the blanket and sits on the opposite end as I reach for a strawberry. Sweet soft flavors have me moaning in appreciation.

“Let’s have champagne.” Lucien kneels opposite me. “I really am happy that you like this, I guessed you would, but of course I wasn't sure. There is still a lot to learn about your likes and dislikes.” His wicked naughty smile curled his full lips and my stomach fluttered. He was so handsome. Why on earth did such a remarkably perfect man want me? Just enjoy it Cass! Take a breath and unwind.

“Cassie?” Lucien pulls me from my inner conversation. He hands me the glasses as he pops the cork with a flourish. The bubbles almost overflow when he pours the expensive champagne. As soon as the bottle is secure in the bucket, I hand him a glass. My apprehension about us is getting the better of me, but I vow that I will put it behind me, for today. For the first time in years, I am at ease with someone that wasn’t Kenna. “A toast, Ms. Winters,” sitting back I cross my legs, getting comfortable. “Thank you for returning the light back into my life, Cassandra. It’s been so dark and lonely. For the first time in a while I am actually enjoying myself.” I blink back tears and beam at him. It was as if he was reading my mind. My pulse raced, I didn’t want to think about anything negative in this perfect moment he’s given me. He just didn’t know about my past. Well Cassie, just don’t mention it to him. Easy as that! You can’t risk losing him. He will run if he learns about what happened!

“Lucien, you give me way too much credit.” My gaze drops and I shake my head. Why can’t he see I am not a perfect girl? Not for him anyway. I peer up at him. His eyes narrow as he takes me in. There’s an argument in his mind, which he will voice.

“You don’t give yourself enough credit Cassie.” His tone was urgent and his gaze intense. “Come on, let’s go for a swim?” Thankful for the change of topic, I nod. With a gulp I finish my champagne and rise from the blanket. I unbutton my shorts, tugging them down and letting them pool at my feet. His intense gaze is on me as I pull my tee up and over my head. When I glance up, Lucien staring at me. His hungry eyes drink me in, slow and steady. “I think you’re completely overdressed,” his voice laced with desire.

“Lucien, can we spend at least one hour dressed?” I giggle and place my hands on my hips, admonishing him. My mouth waters when I watch him pull his T-shirt off and I realize I agree with him about being overdressed. This man should not own clothes. It is doing the world disservice.

“Sweetness, if you didn’t distract me as much, I am certain I wouldn’t mind being dressed next to you.” He holds out his hand and we make our way down to the surf. The water is warm. Lucien releases my hand to run into the water. The sun beats down on his wet body and his skin glistens. I am speechless at his beauty. His tight toned body draws me in. I can’t tear my gaze away from him. As I step into the water, I relish the waves crashing against me.

“Come on, sweetness!” Lucien was about as excited about this as I was. I hope he doesn’t run from me. Stop it Cass! He won’t find out! Kenna won’t tell him. And you shouldn’t!

I walk up to him, giving him a bright smile. “You’re so beautiful.” His words send my heart spiraling. Without another word, our bodies are flush and his mouth seals mine with a heated kiss. His skin on mine sends electric desire coursing through my veins. My hands roam his smooth silky skin, and every touch left goose bumps in its wake. When we were so close, my mind stilled of all the insecurities and anguish. He created such calm for me. I held onto him, like my life depended on it. Somehow, I think it did.

* * *

My eyes are glued to her movements. Her body is perfect in every way. The tiny black bikini is something we will need to talk about, it’s way too revealing to wear in public. For my eyes however, it’s perfect. Although, I would prefer her naked. Her gaze is hungry as she rakes her eyes over my body. She’s like a hungry little tigress watching its next meal. She tempts me more than she can ever know. Her eyes are locked on my body and mine on hers.

The sexual tension between us is tangible; I need to be inside her again. She wraps her legs around my waist and I groan into the kiss. This girl has a way of making my cock hard 24/7. As soon as I pull away, she let’s out a small whimper and I smile. “I think you need my hard cock inside you, don’t you, sweetness?” She nods. When I reach between us, my fingers find her heated little pussy. “You’re fucking dripping for me, baby.” My voice is raspy, and she gives me a naughty smile. I slide two fingers inside her and watch her lips open. A soft moan escapes.

“Because that’s what you do to me, Mr. Verán.” Her eyes lock on mine and I am about to rip her bikini bottoms off.

“You like to tease me don’t you, baby?” I continue plunging my fingers into her, feeling her arousal coat my fingers. Her head drops back, and she digs her nails into my back. My little tiger likes it rough, and I love to make her purr. When her heated pussy clamps down on my fingers and her orgasm rips through her body, a smirk curls my lips. That’s it sweetness, come for me. Give it to me, only me. No other man will pull your pleasure from you like I can. When she looks back up her dark eyes are glistening and she offers me a sweet smile. “You’re so fucking beautiful when you come for me.”

A blush spreads across her face and I can’t help planting a soft kiss on her mouth. I walk us both to the shore and lay her down on the blanket. Desire kicks in and I strip the wet bikini off her body, I take in the perfection that is my girl. Splayed open, wanton, her back arches, and my cock throbs. Her mocha eyes watch me in awe as I kneel between her thighs and place my mouth over her smooth wet cunt. My fingers slide into her in slow torturous movements, as I lap at her core, sucking her clit into my mouth. Her fingers tug on my wet hair and she holds me against her. I open her slick pink folds with my thumbs and lightly blow on her heat. When her hips rock up against my chin, I give her a salacious smile.

God, she is like a drug. I am so addicted to her. Every fucking moment of the day, I want her. “Do you want me inside you baby?” She nods so fast; she makes me dizzy. My eyes glance to the ice bucket and an idea pops into my mind. “Be still, okay.” She nods again, her eyes are wide. With a small block of ice, I tease her nipples. They peak and I flick my tongue over them. Her body bows again, pressing herself against me, and my eyes lock on hers. “I said stay still.” How I wish I had rope to have her bound. I grab another block of ice; this time I slide it down her stomach to her belly button. A whimper escapes her lips, but she doesn’t move. Good girl. Now I can reward you.

I hover over her, my face inches from hers. My tongue licks the seam of her lips and she opens, granting me access. With one hand, I push my shorts down, enough to free my erection. With a firm grip I line up to her entrance, teasing her pussy with the tip, just enough to make her hips buck again. “Please, Lucien. Fuck me!” She cries out.

“Your wish is my command, sweetness.” I plunge into her, bottoming out and her legs wrap around me. Her heels pushing against my ass. Our bodies tangle on the blanket, her arms holding onto my neck. You will ride me sweetheart. Before she has time to move, I circle my arm around her body, and lift her up. I sit back without breaking our connection.

“Ride my cock, baby. You’re in control, but only for today.” I wink and she takes her cue. Her hips move back and forth, in a slow teasing motion. She takes control and her nails rake down my chest, digging in. A deep hiss escapes my lips when the bite of pain sends pleasure to my cock. Her head drops back as she rides me, bouncing on me. Like the good girl she is, taking everything I have for her. She grips my shoulders and I lean forward and suck on her nipples. My tongue flicks over them. “Lucien…” She moans and I look up. Fuck, she looks beautiful on my cock.

“Yes, baby, take me. Take every inch of me in your tight little cunt. Look at me.” She obeys and I throb, the awareness that she is letting me in pains me. Our eyes are locked in a heated stare. “You’re perfect Cassie, so fucking perfect.” I need her. She needs to be mine. I want her bound to my bed while I fuck her. The image is too much and the heat travels down my spine. “Come for me, sweetness. My lumiére, give me your pleasure.” The obedience in her let’s go, and she splinters apart on top of me. My release shoots into her, coating her. Mine, all fucking mine.