As I sit down at my computer, I notice there’s a reply from Cassie to my earlier email. My eyes skim the words and my heart constricts. I pick up my phone, hitting the call button on her name. Voicemail. Fucking Claudia! Without a second thought I race out of the office. “Take messages Stacy; I am leaving for the day.”

“Yes, sir.” The elevator pings as soon as I arrive at the doors, I hit tenth floor button, and it descends at a snail’s pace. Why the fuck did I not talk to Cassie before. Shit! The doors open on the floor and I race to Cassie’s office. She’s gone. I try calling her again. Nothing. She must have just left.

When I reach the ground floor, I all but sprint through the reception with eyes on me. I make my way out of the building and look in every direction. She’s gone. It’s over. Like fuck it is! I run down the road towards the coffee shop. My only idea is that she would have walked that way. I know she lives close by. Only one person can help, I hit the call button, and Robert answers on the second ring. “Robert, get me Cassie’s address. You have five minutes.”

“Yes, Mr. Verán.” Less than five minutes later her address pops up on a text message from Robert. He’s fucking incredible.

I realize running down the street in a suit is not something you see every day, but I wish people would stop fucking staring at me. As I am about to reach the coffee shop, I spot her. She’s on the phone across the road from me. My heart is pounding. How do I approach her? I can’t go caveman on her, she will freak out. Although, I could throw her over my shoulder and spank her ass for walking away from me.

I am dumbstruck, just standing watching her. When she turns, her gaze lands on me and her face falls. The pain in her eyes rip me to pieces. Fucking Claudia! “Cassie!” She ignores me and carries on walking in the opposite direction. “Cassie, Goddamnit!” People are now staring at me even more. I must look like a complete lunatic. She’s getting away. I have no choice, so I make a run for it. She’s not fucking walking away from me. Once I reach her, with a firm grip on her shoulders, I spin her around. Her eyes are puffy and red. She’s been crying.

“What Lucien?” Her voice is hard and I can see every emotion on her face. She wears her heart on her sleeve and right now, it’s hurting. When I touch her face, she let’s me. That’s a good sign.

“Please, give me a chance to explain. Please? Cassie, you have to at least give me that?” The pain is so evident in her beautiful features. Come on Cassie, give me a chance? I can make this right. I realize as I think the words how much I want it. That no matter what happens I want her. She’s the only thing in my life that makes sense. There is no explanation for my feelings or why they’re so strong for her.

“Talk.” Her voice is raspy with emotion. She is just about holding it together, so am I. With a quick nod, I scramble to find the words to make her stay.

“Look Cassie, I told you Claudia is difficult. She found out about us traveling to Hawaii from my assistant. Claudia is over protective, manipulative and evil. She will try to break us up, the malicious bitch will do anything.” The venom in my words make her wince. “Please don’t run, sweetness? We can get through this.” I stroke her cheek with the tip of my index finger, lifting her chin, so that her eyes meet mine. The only thing I can hope is that she can see the pleading in my eyes because I have nothing else to give her right now. 

Then she shakes her head, and the pain in my heart cripples me. After only a few days with her, my darkness has abated. The dreams haven’t come. With her I could try to let go of my past and have a normal life. The thought of her walking away scares the shit out of me, but I have never been one to back down from a challenge. “Lucien, we only spent a weekend together. I mean. I can’t. It’s just painful, I have been through too much to struggle anymore. I am sorry.” I wanted to pull her into my arms, to order her to stay, but she isn’t mine. She never agreed to it, I can’t stake a claim like that. Even though every part of me wants to claim her. “I should go.”

Fuck! I am losing her! Just like that! There is no way I can do that sweetheart; you will come back to me. She walks past me and her sweet scent engulfs my senses. I stop her when our shoulders brush against each other. The visible tremble of her body is an indication my effect on her, the same as hers on me. I make her a promise, one that I will keep. No matter what. “Cassie,” my lips are at her ear and I make sure she can feel every word I am saying, “I will give you as much space as you want, but I am not giving up on you. Just realize that. I fucking claimed you. You’re mine.” My words are harsh, dark and dangerous, but I can’t let her go.

Before I walk away I inhale her scent, committing it to memory. Then I make my way down the road. I have just left a part of me on the sidewalk, along with the promise I made her. When I pull my phone from my jacket pocket, I text Robert to pick me up at the coffee shop. Once she’s gone, I will go back, but I can’t watch her walk away from me.

Half way down the road, I hear her call my name. “Lucien!” She’s actually fucking calling me. As I spin around, I see her sprinting down the sidewalk to me. I open my arms as she jumps into them. “What’s this, sweetness?” Shock radiates through me, but also something I didn’t know I had. Hope. My body flush against hers. She feels so good against me I almost believe she wants me. When I pull away and look into her intense chocolate eyes.

“I need to stop running, Lucien. There are things in my past that constantly cause me to run, but I need to face things.” The words she promises me there on the sidewalk make my heart skip. She wants to be with me. “I moved to LA to start again, and that’s what I need to do.” At that moment, I want to tell her everything, the fear of her leaving is immense, but I will give her my honesty. I am standing on the edge of a cliff, ready to fall for this girl. Hard and fast. I just hope she’s ready to jump with me. My lips find hers and the breath is back in my lungs. Her mouth opens for me, accepting me, as our tongues dance in an intense erotic tumble, I taste every part of her.

She slowly slides down and when her feet touch the sidewalk, I step back and stare at her. “Good. I have a lot in my past I have to explain, but not right now. I want to take you home now.” She shakes her head and I frown.

 “We’re going to my place. Then you need to talk.” Nodding, I text Robert to come to Cassie’s apartment and bring a change of clothes for me. I lace my fingers in hers and we walk side by side up the street to her apartment, hand in hand. The smile on my face is hurting my cheeks, but I can’t stop it. I almost lost her, but that will not happen again. She’s never leaving my side again. Ever. Just then, as if the sky knew how my heart hurt, the heaven’s open on us. Fuck sake! Are you kidding me? She giggles and I can’t help smiling as we run in the rain. This is one of the most exciting times I have ever spent with a girl. I hold onto her hand and run up the road.

When we reach her apartment and step inside, we’re both dripping wet. “That was insane!” She giggles and I stare at the way her clothes cling to her curves and blood travels straight to my cock.

“I do like you all wet, Ms. Winters.”

“You do? I would never have guessed, Mr. Verán.” As soon as my name leaves her lips, I lift her onto the counter and undress her. My fingers fumble as I unbutton the top she is wearing, I slide it over her shoulders, it drops in a wet puddle on the floor. I unclasp her bra, and it joins the growing pile of clothes on the floor.

Her nipples harden from the chill in the air and being wet. My mouth is watering to taste her, leaning forward my mouth envelopes her hardened buds, sucking them into my mouth, biting down softly. Right now, I need to take her, be inside her and make her scream my fucking name. She tugs at my wet shirt. Her fingers move swiftly over the buttons. 

“I need you, Cassie,” my words are a soft moan and I don’t recognize the need in my voice. “Shower?” She nods with a smile on her face. She’s letting me in, thank fuck she’s agreeing. I lift her off the counter and instinctively her legs wrap around me. We make our way to the bathroom. Setting her down, I glance at her naked body; nothing has ever been more beautiful than my girl, turned on and naked just for me. My pants and boxers are on the floor in record time. The need to be inside her is burning into me. She turns on the water and when she turns to face me again, a small gasp escapes her lips and her eyes rake over me. We step into the hot spray together. Her body is a few inches from mine, and I am already rock hard. “I will tell you everything, first, we are going to fuck.” The rasp in my voice makes her shiver. She grabs the shower gel and squirts some on the sponge. I take it from her, my eyes locked on hers. She gives me a small nod, allowing me to do this is a sign, to me at least, that she trusts me.

I lather her body, with slow careful movements. This is one of my favorite things to do. Her skin is soft and smooth and I want to lick every inch of her. I rub the gel over her ass and down her legs. I can see her knees trembling at the attention I am showing her body. “Turn around sweetness,” I growl. She spins around, glancing down at me. I am on my knees in front of her and from this angle, she looks incredible. My hands roam up her legs and grip her hips. She leans forward, and my tongue is on her smooth slick folds. The taste of her sweet warm pussy sends me to another place.

“Lucien, please?” My name on her lips, the moan has my cock aching to have her sheath me. Tighten around me. Milk me until every last drop of come is inside her. I continue my attention on her tight little cunt. My teeth graze her clit and her whole body convulses. “Come for me sweetness, I need to taste you.” This is her undoing as she comes over my tongue. I let out a primal growl, tasting the sweet juices from her core. As soon as her honey drips from her body onto my tongue, I can’t stand it anymore.

I kiss my way back up her body. My eyes locking on hers. “You’re so fucking beautiful when you come.”

“Lucien…”

“Slow, baby, then I will make you scream my name.” My hands grip her ass, and she wraps her legs around me. I pin her against the wall, her begging edging me on. With one swift move, I slide into her. Fucking hell, she feels good. Tight, wet, warm. So fucking perfect. My restraint is falling away and I slam into her hard. Her nails dig into my shoulders, urging me deeper, harder and faster. She’s mine, all fucking mine.

“Please?” She begs again as I drive my length into her and she cries out. Her head drops back against the wall; she shuts her eyes. Her lips part and a soft moan escapes, sending a shock of pleasure to my cock. There is something deep and primal about us fucking. There is nothing sweet and sensitive about this. I maintain my relentless assault plunging into her. When she digs her nails into my shoulders, I know she’s close. “Lucien.” She moans loudly. My name on her lips is her claim to me. She has it. I can’t deny this woman has fucking claimed me. She has no fucking idea what she’s done to me, but I am hers. Every fucking inch of me.

“Cassandra, you’re mine.” My voice lays claim to her, again and again. The water cascading over us is like a waterfall of emotions. “Now fucking come with me!” My order sending her over the edge, she obeys me even in the throes of passion. Her pussy spasms around me, tightening around my shaft.

“Lucien!” She cries out again, her body shuddering in my hands and I hold her tight.

“My lumiére!” That’s all I need to lose control and my come shoots into her heated cunt. I have just given myself to her, more than I have given anyone before. There’s something about her and I am lost in emotion. This is such a big mistake. You will hurt her Verán, that’s all that you’re good for. Fuck it, I need her. Her light, her innocence, and her passion. I want her, mind, body, soul, but most of all I will claim her heart. We stare at each other for a few moments before I set her down. Her face is flushed, and she’s still shaky. I hold her against me, planting a soft kiss on her head. What the fuck have I done?

I realize we had things to discuss, but I wanted to fuck her before we went there. A trip down memory lane is my least favorite thing to do. When I reach over and turn the water off, she steps out of the shower and grabs two towels. She wraps one around her wet body and hands me the other. Fuck she’s beautiful. I grab the towel and offer her a small smile, wrapping it around my waist, and Cassie’s face is a picture. “You look…” Her voice trails off and I can tell she’s speechless after our shower.

I smirk at her. “I do?” She swats me with a hand towel and I chuckle. We walk into her bedroom, I flop onto the bed, and watch her get dressed. As soon as she’s pulled a top on, the doorbell rings. “That’s Robert, with my clothes.”

“I will get them.” As much as I want to avoid what’s coming, I have to be honest with her. This will be an interesting conversation. I can’t imagine what Claudia told Cassie. When she comes back to the bedroom, she smiles. “Robert says that Jayce asked for you to call him.” I nod and she passes me the clothes Robert dropped off.

“Okay, I guess I didn’t hear my phone over you screaming my name in there.” I point to the shower as I pull up my sweats. Cassie’s face turns bright red.

“Was I really that loud?” She’s adorably innocent, and it makes me want to walk out the door and act like I never met her. There is so much she will have to deal with if she wants to be with me. Not to mention my penchant to tying her up and doing all sorts of dark dirty things to her. But, I am not the nice guy, I am the selfish bastard who can’t let her go, so here I am. Standing in her bedroom, hoping I never have to tell her goodbye.

“Baby, I love when you’re loud.” I say with a cheeky wink, she’s blushing again.

“Lucien! Don’t be a douche!” Her face is crimson, and I can’t help chuckling at her unease. “Do you want a sandwich? I am starving.” I nod and she makes her way to the kitchen. As I pull my phone out of my pocket, it’s thankfully still working. There are five missed calls from Jayce. I hit call.

“Luke! Where the hell were you?”

“None of your business, what’s up?”

“Sasha and Claudia are having lunch at our place. I overheard them talking, apparently Cassie knows about your engagement.” Fuck! Ex-engagement!

“Thanks Jay, I am with her now. We’re going to talk.”

“Call me later.” As soon as I hang up, I make my way into the kitchen to find my gorgeous girl cutting the sandwiches.

* * *

Turning to see Lucien join me in the kitchen, I realize it’s now or never. There is a lot he needs to tell me and we are not going back to anything remotely romantic until he tells me the truth. The shower was a slip on my part, but now I need the truth. I can’t deal with his mother, and so called fiancée, there is no way I want to be the other woman. I pick up the plates and place them on the counter. Watching him slide into the chair, I take a deep breath. “So, we need to talk Lucien. You romancing me in the shower and fucking me till I can’t stand doesn’t make me forget.” I glance up at him and catch him smirking. My choice words did that, but I need him to see he affects me. I can’t deny it, and if I am going to put myself out there, then he should do the same.

“Till you can’t stand? I like that. Can we do it again?” He chuckles when I throw a kitchen towel at him. With his hands up in surrender, his expression is suddenly serious. I dread what’s coming, but I asked for this. He needs to trust me, and maybe I will be able to trust him.

“I’m serious Lucien.”

“I know, babe. Let’s eat and we can talk.” I slip into the chair next to him, picking up my sandwich. After I take a small bite, I turn to him. My gaze falls on his mouth as I watch him devour the sandwich I had just prepared. As he finished the first half, he turned. “Cassie, I told you Claudia has a particular idea of the kind of woman I should be with. It’s not the person I want to be with.” When he picks up the glass of juice, taking a sip, he stalls for a moment. “I want to be with you Cassie.” My heart races as he reaches for my hand. The need to touch him is overwhelming, and I slip mine in his, and the warmth envelopes me. I wasn't sure why he called her by her name, but I wanted the rest of the story before asking questions. I nodded slowly, waiting for the blow. The fiancée. He had to tell me about it.

“What about the fiancée your mother mentioned? And the annual photo shoots you go on with female staff members?” He shook his head.

“The fiancée is my ex. My mother still has it in her head we are made for each other. I would have proposed, but things happened between us. Those I will explain to you soon, for now I need you to know that I am not with Sasha in any way.” I saw the anguish in his eyes. He clearly loved her. What if he still loves her? I mean, they were about to be engaged. Surely, he wouldn’t be here if he did. Why would he? Maybe he was with me to upset his mother. Cassie! Stop it! He likes you!

I shook my head. That made little sense to me. “So you gave her the cover of your latest swimsuit edition?” He glanced up in surprise and I realized that he didn’t know Jayce told me. I was sure I mentioned it in Hawaii. Didn’t I? Shit! I needed to see a doctor. The stress is getting to me again.

“Cassie I didn’t pick the models, my father did. My mother insisted he give her the cover. He listens to Claudia; she can be… persistent. She didn’t realize you would come along and knock me for six.” He gave me that sexy grin, dimples included. I couldn’t help but return it. His smile deepened, and I found my resolve crumbling. Deep down my heart was sealed in a cage, but I wanted to release it for Lucien. I didn’t think I could, not yet. There is still too much that we need to learn about each other. Too many secrets are holding us back right now, and I am scared that when it all comes crashing down, my heart will be a casualty.

“I realize there is still a lot we have to learn about each other Lucien, but I don’t want surprises like that again. There is no way I can deal with it. My past has way too many potholes and I can’t go back there. I was broken, I suppose in a way I still am.” He nodded. The mood between us was solemn, and I detested it. He made me feel so complete I wanted us to go back to Hawaii and stay there.

“Sweetness, I never want to take you there. I want to know you, and I promise that I will never break you. The only thing I want is to be the one to fix you.” He laced his fingers through mine. Didn’t he realize that he does so much more than just fix me? He makes me feel things I left buried for two long years.

“You do, Lucien, you do so much more.” There was no way I could explain it that would make sense. Maybe he thinks I am crazy, but I needed to say the words.

“And you do that for me Cassie. You’ve taken my darkness and given me light where there wasn’t any. You, your smile, your body, I ache for you.” His words broke into the cage where I held my heart, taking it from the pain and anguish I have hidden and given me something I didn’t have. Hope.

“Is that why you call me your light?” I blushed; he always said it when we were in bed. Or any other place he was buried inside me. He nodded, dropping his gaze.

“Cassie, I am not a perfect guy. There are things I haven’t told you about my past, and I will I… It’s a lot to take in. My relationships have been forced on me, I have never cared for a girl before, the way I do for you. I don’t date. Romance is something of a foreign concept to me. So, I became… The bastard. The one who caused the girls to cry because that’s how I was in control. I can be rough. Aggressive. When it comes to sex, I need to dominate. My taste is darker than guys you’ve probably been with. When I am buried deep inside a girl, there aren’t any emotions. It’s just fucking.” I wince at his words, but I asked. His honesty is refreshing. “Although with you, it’s different. You’re different. I still want to dominate the fuck out of you, and you’re so responsive. You make me want to do so many things to you. Things I am sure would freak you out, but to have you kneeling for me, that would be my wildest fantasy come true.” His gaze meets mine for the first time since he started talking; there is dark desire in his eyes. “I don’t want to scare you, but I want you Cassandra. So many dark, erotic, and dirty thoughts run through my mind with you. When we are ready I will tell you more that's if you want to know. If you want me to leave, then I will respect your wishes.”

My heart was racing at his words. His confession making me squirm. After the few times we’ve been together I recognized his dominance in the bedroom. “I prefer to take control; I need the girl I am with to submit to me sexually.” When his eyes find mine I could see the apprehension, he was terrified of me running from the truth. “If you don’t want this, I understand. Just know that I could and would never hurt you. I care about you too much. My promise is that I will always push your limits, but only to bring you pleasure. If you ever want to stop. We stop.” He turned his gaze away, looking at the countertop instead. His fingers tracing the pattern on the surface. Those fingers that could bring me so much pleasure. I sat quietly for a moment, taking in the enormity of what he had just told me. I needed him, so much. He’s never hurt me and I trusted he wouldn’t.

“Lucien,” my voice is soft, “look at me?” I plead with him. I want to say this while looking into his eyes. When he eventually turns, I offer him a small smile. “I need you.” Without another thought I slide off the chair and stand between his thighs. He’s wearing the pair of sweats and T-shirt he asked Robert to drop off at my place. Since his suit was soaked through. “Will you let me show you?” I murmur. He frowns, but nods. I pull him up and when he’s standing, I drop to my knees in front of him and tug the sweatpants down. He’s aroused, semi hard, I grasp him in my hand and gently stroke him. I glance up at him, our eyes locked in a passionate gaze. I flick my tongue over the tip, tasting his arousal, sending a shudder over his body. Without breaking eye contact, our connection, I take the first few inches of him into my mouth. I suck him in.

“Jesus, Cassie,” he growls, and it spurs me on. I take him all the way into my mouth until the head hits the back of my throat. He’s big, so the last few inches I pump with my hand as I swallow him. I can feel his cock twitch in my mouth. With a slow lick, I trace my tongue along the underside, feeling the veins and ridges. He grabs my hair in a tight grip and fucks my mouth earnestly. “That’s it sweetness, take me deep.” The rasp in his dark voice is so sexy. He thrusts in and out of my mouth as he takes control. I drop my hands, leaving the control to him. “Touch yourself, get your tight little pussy wet for me.” My hands move down, between my legs and I find I am soaked. As I glance up at him, I see the light shining in him. The desire and lust that turns my core into molten lava. The pleasure I am giving him turns me on more than I ever thought possible. His eyes are dark with lust.

 “You’re so fucking beautiful with my cock in your mouth.” His crude words sending a shiver down my spine and heat straight to my core. I suck him in further, my gag reflex subsiding for the moment as I pleasure him the way he did to me in the shower. His head drops back and primal growl emanates from his chest. The carnal way his body tenses turns me on, I love watching him lose all that control he carries. Suddenly he pulls me off him. “I need to fuck you now, hard. Bend over and hold the counter tight.” His command is strained; he’s barely holding it together.

I bend over and hold onto the edge of the counter. Lucien roughly pulls at my sweatpants and I hear them shred. He groans at the sight of me with no panties on, bent over in front of him. Without warning, he slams into me to the hilt. It knocks the breath from me for a few moments as he impales me on his thick hard cock. “Oh God, you’re so fucking tight. This pussy will be my undoing. You will be my end and my beginning.” The words a raspy whisper and filled with desire. He fists my ponytail around his hand, he tugs my head back. A bite of pain shoots through my skull, but the pleasure is incredible. “You like that baby? Do you like when I fuck you hard?”

“Yes.” I hiss my reply. The coil tightens in my core and I push back onto him. We’re matched as I meet him thrust for thrust. My grip on the counter tightens and my knuckles are white as I hold on. Lucien is relentless as he drives into me, pinning me against the hard surface. His cock is so deep, hitting that sweet spot that’s about to push me over the edge.

“That’s it, baby, milk that fucking cock. Give it to me, give me your pleasure!” His command sends me spiraling out of control and over the edge as my orgasm splinters through me. Shattering me into tiny pieces and I cry out his name.

“Lucien!” He tugs me up by my hair, my back is flush against his chest, and his heart is hammering in his chest. His lips at my ear, his teeth graze the sensitive skin on my neck as he growls.

“I love fucking you, sweetness.” He slams up into me, hitting my sweet spot and I clench around him again. My knees buckle and his arm snakes around my waist holding me up, his release coating me, marking me, claiming me. “My lumiére.” We stay that way for what feels like hours, my breathing is fast and my knees are shaky.

“Wow.” Is all I can whisper and Lucien chuckles. As soon as he slips out of me, I feel empty. He scoops me up and walks me to the bedroom. Lucien lays me on the bed, gently. Such a contradiction to what we just did. I watch him walk into the bathroom. When he joins me, he has a warm wet cloth and softly wipes between my legs.

“Are you okay, sweetness?” I nod and smile. He always asks me that after he’s taken me. It’s the first time that I have been with someone as rough and dominant, but I like it. I love giving him the control.

“I am. You always ask me that and the answer will always be the same.” He leans in and plants a soft kiss on my lips. His tongue licks at the seam of my lips and I grant him access. My fingers tangle in his messy, just fucked hair and I tug him to me, as I mold myself to him.

When he pulls away, I am breathless and ready for round two. He makes me insatiable. I wonder if he feels the same about me. He’s said that he wants me and aches for me, but will he ever love me? It’s too soon to think about that. I roll over in bed before he comes back and I feel him slip in behind me. His arm bands around my waist, pulling me into the curve of his body. “Goodnight gorgeous.” He breathes in my ear and it sends shivers down my spine.

“Goodnight handsome.”

* * *

There was something about the way we fucked earlier. It was incredible. The way Cassie let me take her. I was rough, more than I have been before, but she didn’t relent. She gave me her body, and that was more than I could have ever asked for. Lying in bed after our talk was good, I am calmer now. Even though Claudia won’t stop, Cassie knows the truth, well most of it. There are other secrets I need to tell her, but those will have to wait.

It’s just gone 2 am, and Cassie is asleep next to me. Her apartment is small, quiet, but for some reason I can’t sleep. I have been staring at the ceiling for hours. There are things I need to take care of. I hope that Claudia will give up her fucking sick game of trying to ruin my life. It’s not like she’s my mother. I suppose that’s another story.

I realize Sasha will try her luck at every turn. She’s had it in for me since that night. Fuck, I was such an idiot. You enjoyed it. You love the pain. Hurting them. When they cry and scream. Fuck off! I can’t do this anymore; this darkness is taking hold of me. Without waking Cassie, I slide out of bed, and pad to the living room. I grab my phone and call Jayce. On the second ring, he answers.

“You okay?” He’s always concerned when I call him so late.

“Yes, I told Cassie about me and Sasha, not the full story, it’s too soon for that.” With my thumb and forefinger, I pinch the bridge of my nose. He will not like that I haven’t told her everything. Although she needs the truth, I just can’t bring myself to tell her and see the pain and pity in her eyes because that’s all she will give me.

“Luke, I like Cassie, she’s sweet, but she will not put up with you not being honest with her. I think she deserves the truth.”

“Why? So you can swoop in and rescue her from me?” As soon as the words are out, I realize what a dick move it was to say that. “Look Jay, I am sorry man. I didn’t mean it like that. You’re the only one I would trust her with.” And I do. I trust Jayce with my life and ultimately with Cassie’s life. He will never hurt her; he’s proven himself over and over again, since we were kids.

“I know. I wouldn’t do that to you anyway. Just don’t give me a reason to.” His words anger me more than I would like to admit. The thought of him looking after her fills me with jealousy that can’t be matched with anything I ever felt before. I nod slowly while staring out of the patio doors. It’s dark out, just like my soul when I am not with her. There is no way I can be without her. “I better go. I don’t want to wake her.”

“You have a sexy sweet girl in bed and you’re here talking to me? Seriously dude, you need to get your priorities straight.” He chuckles and I can’t help smiling. Jayce is ever the playboy, he’s been single for too long. I keep telling him to find a girl, fall in love, but he’s just like me, too much in his past doesn’t allow him the pleasure.

“Yea, I am. I think I finally am. Catch you up tomorrow.” I shut my phone off, place it on the table, and join my sexy girl in bed. As soon as I slip in beside her, I hear her murmur my name. I wrap her in my arms, tugging her back against my chest. Her warm supple body feels like heaven against me. I close my eyes and let sleep take over. I just hope that tonight the dreams stay away.

* * *

My eyes open to the sun streaming through my bedroom window. There is a warm body wrapped around me, I roll over and am met with sparkling green eyes. “Good morning sweetness.” Lucien’s sleepy voice made me smile. I glance at his face, its pure perfection. His gaze makes my heart thump just a little faster. He really was gorgeous. His smile, which deepened his dimples was perfect, and I couldn’t help staring at this handsome man next to me.

“Good morning handsome.” I smile and lean forward to kiss him. He wraps both his arms around me and pulls me into his chest. I giggle as his fingers tickled down my spine and ribs.

“I love waking up next to you.” His tongue licks at my lips and I open to him. Our mouths crash into each other and the kiss grows more urgent. A low moan escapes my lips and into the kiss. How has he turned me into an insatiable wanton slut? I am addicted to him. All he does is fuel the fire inside me. The ache between my legs was unrelenting, and I wanted breakfast in bed, which didn’t involve any food. As I pull away from him, our eyes meet. His intense gaze has me squirming.

“And I love waking up next to you. You’re so warm.” I smile at his expression.

“I am warm? You keep me around because you lack a radiator?” I giggle at him and nod. “Oh, really?” He rolls us over and he is above me. Lucien kneels, without breaking our gaze, grasps my wrists and holds them above my head. He pushes his thigh between my legs, and rubs against my core. I whimper at the welcome intrusion. My hips buck, and I blatantly hump his muscular thigh. “We will have to see about that, sweetness.” He tightens his hold on my wrists and I tingle in anticipation of what’s coming. At this rate, it will be me. Tugging my tank top up to my wrists so they’re now bound by the flimsy material. “Your hands stay there; do you hear me?” I nod. “Good girl. Close your eyes.” I obey his command; my body is already humming in anticipation. His hands caress my skin, from my arms down my sides. It tickles, and I am tempted to move my arms, but he told me not to. His touch is light and my body is bowing off the bed as my back arches to him. “Mmmm, you’re so beautiful.”

 “Lucien,” I breathe his name and the bed dips as he moves. His fingertips on my legs, caressing my thighs. His touch sends sparks to every nerve in my body. He then moves to my side and I feel his kisses at my knees. With a gentle yet firm grasp, he grabs both my ankles, and bends my legs at the knee. He is kneeling between my splayed thighs. The roughness of his stubble on my inner thigh makes me gasp and my hips lift off the bed.

“Please?” I beg him. He knows I need him to touch me, lick me, and fuck me.

“It’s okay sweetness, I will take care of you.” His words held more promise than we both realized. Then his warm mouth came down on my heated core and devoured me, licking and sucking my bare pussy. He flattened his tongue against me, lapping and laving at the arousal he was eliciting from my body. Everything he does turns me on like nothing ever did, or ever could. He slowly slid two fingers inside me, back and forth. My body clenched around him. “That’s it. Come for me baby; give me your sweet honey.” My body shuddered with a violent orgasm, but he didn’t relent. He licked me clean, but continued to finger my tight entrance. “I want every ounce of your pleasure. Only for me. All mine. This tight little cunt is mine.” I moaned, bucking my hips in rhythm with his fingers thrusting into me. “Again.” His command sent me spiraling again, and another orgasm splintered through me. When my body stopped shaking, he slowly pulled his fingers from my pussy. “Open your eyes.”

I did and watched him lick my arousal from his fingers. He leaned down to kiss me and I tasted myself on his lips and tongue. He suddenly plunged into me without warning. His rock hard cock filling me so deep, I almost came undone for a third time. “You are perfect.” His eyes locked on mine, but his words shook me. I wasn’t perfect. He didn’t know that. I closed my eyes and focused on his movements instead. The way he filled my core. We fit together like puzzle pieces and I never wanted to lose this. The feeling of being completely and utterly whole again. I was so close to the edge when he uttered the words with his own release that finally sent me over as we both found release.

“You complete me.” His words shattered through my heart and deep into my soul rendering me speechless.