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Looking at Lucie had never been a hardship. In fact, looking at her was one of the highlights of his day. That’s when they were at work. But here, right now, seeing her naked and waiting for him, Kane wasn’t sure he’d ever seen anyone as beautiful as her. Dressed, Lucie was stunning, no matter what she wore. Naked, she was captivating.
Kane shut the door behind him, flipping the lock to avoid any mishaps in the event Haley woke up in the next hour or so. An hour didn’t seem like nearly enough time to do what he wanted to do with Lucie, but he also wasn’t sure he could last more than a few minutes. The woman made his skin overheat, and his dick to react like a hair trigger.
“I think you’re a little overdressed,” she stated in that sweet, raspy tone that sent chills down his spine. He loved her seductive husky voice, and watching her heart shaped lips form every syllable.
“You think?” Kane knew he was overdressed, and the only thing he was wearing was his jeans. He’d disposed of his shoes and socks before the three of them had taken their spots in the big bed to watch a movie. After checking on Haley and making sure the main door was locked, he’d dropped his shirt somewhere along the way.
“I want to taste you.” Lucie’s words surprised him, and based on the way her eyes widened, he was pretty sure she hadn’t intended to speak them out loud.
His only response was the animalistic growl that surged from somewhere deep in his chest. As he closed the gap between them, Kane pulled the button on his jeans from the mooring and then slid the zipper down. Once he was within touching distance of her, he stopped, staring down into her chocolate brown eyes and feeling as though someone had sucker punched him. She made him breathless, and the anticipation he felt at the thought of touching her again made him feel like a teenager.
Kane had been with a number of women in his lifetime and experienced more than his fair share of raunchy, take-what-you-want sex, but none of that compared to even the buildup he felt when he was with Lucie.
His mind drifted back to the conversation they had shared just that morning, and he almost flinched at the memory of what she said he had done to her. Although her description never hinted at her distaste for what had happened between them, Kane was still mortified at how he had treated her. He was almost grateful that he didn’t remember because he wasn’t sure he’d be able to look her in the eyes ever again.
She deserved gentle, loving caresses, not slammed up against the counter fucking, although that part of him was clawing to get free, to take her without hesitance... to own her.
“I don’t want sweet and gentle,” Lucie whispered in the otherwise silent room, her words bringing him back to the moment. For half a second, he had to wonder whether she had read his mind.
“You deserve that,” he replied, moving his hands to the gentle curve of her waist, his gaze roaming down the sexy, sleek column of her neck to the gentle curve of her collarbone, then beyond. Her breasts were tipped with sweet, dusky pink nipples, hardened and begging for his mouth.
“I want you, Kane,” Lucie whispered, taking another step closer until her breasts brushed against his chest. “I don’t want gentle right now. I know that’s not who you are and for at least the next few days while it lasts, I want the real you.”
Kane didn’t bother to tell Lucie that he was looking for more than the next few days. He had come to terms with that somewhere in the last few months and last night had solidified it in his mind. He didn’t just care about Lucie and her wellbeing because she was the mother of his child. He loved her. Deeply and with everything he was.
It wasn’t something he expected to happen, but he wasn’t going to fight it either. There was no point. For most of his life, Kane had wondered whether he would ever have that something more that others had found, and he had all but given up hope. That was until he met Lucie.
Not that he could say as much out loud.
“Are you sure?” he asked the question, although he could see the desire in her warm, dark brown eyes staring up at him.
“Positive,” she confirmed, then lifted her hand to his head, sliding her fingers into his hair and pulling him closer until his mouth met hers.
The kiss started out sweet, but within seconds it took a carnal turn. When Lucie nipped his bottom lip, her fingers lacing into his hair, sending shards of pleasure/pain racing through his scalp, Kane knew this night would be unlike any other.
Pulling back, Kane didn’t take his eyes off of her. If she wanted this, he was more than willing to give her everything he kept bottled inside, but he was going to do this his way. It was the only way he knew.
Stepping away for a moment, Kane managed to turn off the lights and pull open the curtains on the oversized sliding glass door in the room. He pulled open the glass, allowing the warm breeze to blow in off of the ocean while the moonlight eased in and provided a romantic glow.
Walking back to Lucie, he took her hand in his, then led her back to the balcony that overlooked the dark waters lapping at the shoreline. It was late, but not too late that there weren’t still people outside. He could hear the sounds of a nightclub just around the corner as well as other guests in the adjacent condos.
“What are you doing?” Lucie questioned, sounding a little unsure.
Pressing his mouth to her ear, he whispered, “Shhh. You don’t want anyone to hear you, do you?”
Lucie shook her head from side to side, but she didn’t move.
“Put your hands on the railing,” Kane instructed, keeping his voice low and steady as he stood behind her. “You see those people down there?”
Lucie nodded her head as she wrapped her fingers around the top rail. There wasn’t anything between them and the people below on the beach except for a few wrought iron rails and about forty feet of air. With the way the moon shone down on them, Kane knew if anyone were to look up, they’d get a more remarkable view than the one from where he stood. The moon sitting low on the ocean was nothing in comparison to Lucie and her elegant beauty.
“If you make a sound, they’ll hear you,” he told her, sliding his hands down the strong curve of her back and then over the luscious swells of her butt before cupping each globe in his hands. “And if they hear you, they’ll look up here. Do you want them to watch you?”
Lucie didn’t immediately answer him. She stood stone still, her fingers still wrapped around the metal bar, her back straight and her chest heaving from the labored breaths she took.
On each side of them was a solid wall that blocked them from any prying eyes of their neighbors, but there was nothing in front of them to hide what they were doing. Or about to do.
They were only on the second floor of the beach front condo, so they weren’t that far up off the ground, but with the way the moonlight angled in, they were shrouded in shadows, but not entirely hidden from view. Kane didn’t mind anyone watching, in fact, this was one of the more modest places he’d engaged in this type of activity. Not that he’d tell Lucie that.
She said she wanted what he could give her. Now, she was going to get a taste of what that actually meant.
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Lucie couldn’t believe she was standing stark naked just a few yards away from a handful of people still hanging out on the beach. They were sitting around a bonfire, so she was pretty sure they weren’t paying any attention to what was going on behind them, but she knew if they turned even slightly, they’d see her. Surprisingly, she didn’t have the desire to run and hide.
In fact, this was the most erotic thing she’d ever done and the warmth pooling between her legs was proof of how much she was affected. She hadn’t quite known what she was asking for when she told Kane that she wanted to experience the real him. For some reason, she hadn’t imagined this. However, now that she was standing here, his big, warm hands cupping her butt, she was anticipating so much more.
“Remember, don’t take your hands off of the rail. And don’t make a sound, or you’ll have an audience.”
His words were a warning, and they sent a tingle of excitement racing through her bloodstream.
When his hands moved farther south, sliding between her thighs, Lucie whimpered, but immediately bit her bottom lip in order to stay quiet.
“Spread your legs wider,” Kane directed, his voice low and laced with a hunger she practically could feel.
Sliding her feet farther apart, Lucie continued to watch the people down below them, wondering whether anyone had noticed what they were doing.
Kane’s warmth disappeared from behind her for a moment, but then he returned and she felt something soft fall to the ground. Glancing down between her legs, she noticed one of the pillows from the bed. When he knelt behind her, Lucie could only see his knees and his hard, firm thighs, but she could feel his hands on her bottom again, and another chill ran its course through her. She didn’t know what he intended to do, and quite frankly, she didn’t honestly care as long as he did something soon.
He placed his hands firmly on her hips, pulling her backward until she was forced to move her feet or fall over. Taking two steps back, she was now leaning closer to the railing, her hands gripping the cool metal bar for all she was worth, her breasts now pointing toward the concrete below her.
Kane’s hands once again slid slowly down her hips until they were at the top of her thighs and he pushed her legs wider, his hands forcing her butt cheeks apart. Oh! The first brush of his mouth against the delicate tissue of her anus had her flinching. She’d never...
If she hadn’t’ been leaning forward, her head would have fallen back on her shoulders as her body was assaulted with a strange, intensely erotic feeling as his tongue slid down the crease of her ass, momentarily circling her anus before venturing lower until he was teasing the delicate folds of her pussy with his tongue.
She sucked in a harsh breath, trying not to make a sound as the pleasure ricocheted through her, making her legs tremble. He continued to torment her with his tongue, gliding up and then back down, piercing her anus with his tongue over and over until she wondered whether she would be able to remain standing. Crying out wasn’t an option because she didn’t want these people to look up and see what she was doing, but it took every ounce of control she had just to remain quiet.
It was so good. So foreign, yet exciting at the same time. Never in her life had she even imagined a man touching her like that. Never had she thought she would like it as much as she did either.
A moan escaped her as Kane slid his tongue over her clit, angling his head so that he could place suckling kisses to the throbbing bundle of nerves. The man knew how to use his mouth. There was no way she could stop the onslaught that was barreling forward, threatening to take her knees out with the ecstasy racing through her limbs.
Suddenly, Kane stopped, and Lucie wanted to scream. She was so close! What was he doing?
“Turn around.” Kane’s deep voice resonated through the night, and Lucie glanced around to ensure no one else heard him before turning to face him where he continued to kneel on the ground at her feet.
“Such a pretty pussy.” Kane growled the words and Lucie leaned against the railing, still holding the top bar with her hands as he positioned her so that her legs were spread once more. From this angle, she could see him, and she watched in silent fascination as he used his large fingers to separate the folds of her pussy before leaning forward and once again stealing her breath with the wicked flick of his tongue.
When his eyes met hers, Lucie choked back a cry, trying to thrust her hips forward in order to increase the friction of his mouth on her clit. He was torturing her. On purpose. The devilish smirk on his face told her he was pushing her. Kane was trying to make her cry out from the overwhelming pleasure, and she feared that if he kept it up, he would get his way.
“Kane,” she whispered, trying to keep her voice low so as not to alert those around her to what was happening, but Lucie had a damn hard time holding back.
She was unable to hold back the moan that escaped as he suckled her clit harder, using his tongue to apply just the right amount of pressure to have her... shattering.
“Oh my...!”
There was no way that she hadn’t been heard that time, but Lucie no longer cared as her body splintered into a million pieces, right there on the balcony for everyone to see and hear.