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Kane rolled over onto his back, pulling Lucie along with him so that she was perched on top of him, her breasts crushed against his chest, her mouth melded with his. His hands roamed down her sides, gliding over the rounded curves of her breasts, her ribs, her waist, then over her sweet ass covered in a soft, loose material. Boxer shorts? He gripped her ass firmly, pressing her against his insistent, throbbing cock, wanting to feel smooth, hot skin against his.
Having gone without her the night before, Kane felt as though he’d been deprived of her sweetness for a lifetime. Now that he was with her, holding her, kissing her, he knew there was no chance he was ever letting her go again.
When she pulled back, he could see the outline of her face staring down at him. “Make love to me,” she whispered into the darkness and his heart jolted in his chest. He wanted nothing more than to express what this woman made him feel, and the easiest way to do that was when their bodies came together.
Gripping the hem of her tank top, Kane lifted until he could feel the softness of her breasts against his chest. Sliding his hands down the gentle curve of her spine, he slipped them into the shorts she had on, pushing them down over the rounded globes of her ass, down her thighs until she managed to push them off with her feet.
Now the only thing between them was his jeans. When Lucie moved, taking her warmth with him, he realized what she was doing. With deft movements, she managed to unbutton and unzip him before sliding the denim down his hips. He tried not to hurry, although the desperate need to be inside of her, to hold her to him, was overwhelming.
Once her body was again flush with his, Kane gripped her hips, grinding his erection between her warm, wet folds. “You’re wet,” he told her as he tilted his head while she placed scorching hot kisses against his neck. God, the woman was driving him insane.
“Turn around,” he demanded and he felt her hesitation, knew she was questioning his motives. He needed to taste her, to inhale her sweet, musky scent and devour her.
Lucie pushed up to her knees and then climbed over him, but she stopped as she knelt beside him.
“Put your pussy on my mouth,” he instructed, wondering what her reaction was going to be. He wasn’t fond of the dark, wished like hell he’d left the light on so that he could see her, but this way he’d be able to feel her.
When she straddled his chest, her bottom close to his face, he slid his arms beneath her legs and pulled her hips backward until her sweetness was perched above his mouth. Without hesitation, he pulled her down so that his mouth was buried in her pussy, his tongue sliding between the slick folds until he found her clit.
“Awww, fuck!” Kane damn near came up off the mattress when Lucie took his cock into her mouth, sucking feverishly as she bathed his dick with heat. Trying to focus solely on her, he once again sought her clit with his tongue, circling slowly at first, then increasing the pressure and speed as she returned the favor with her mouth.
The position they were in was too much, she was zapping his concentration with her wicked mouth and those subtle moans were sending jarring vibrations to his balls. He wasn’t ready to come. Not until he was inside of her. But, fuck it felt so damn good.
Blocking out the intense sensations, Kane speared her pussy with his tongue, driving as deep as he could until Lucie was rocking her hips against his mouth, her moans increasing, and now her hand was stroking his cock in a rhythm that matched her soft, warm mouth.
Fuck, he wasn’t going to last like this.
In one gentle motion, he managed to flip them so that he was on top, where he could get a better handle on the situation. He needed the control or this woman was going to send him into hyperspace. He fully intended to get there, but not until she was going right along with him.
Turning, he was once again on top of her, their heads at the foot of the bed, his body covering hers. The head of his cock pressed against her warm, wet opening, and he paused.
As their lips touched, their tongues twined together in a deep, soul wrenching kiss, Kane slid inside of her, the walls of her sex closing around his dick, scalding him with her heat. It was the only place he ever wanted to be. Right here, with this woman, buried inside of her until there was no way to decipher that they were two.
Instead, they were one in this moment. One for always.
He began rocking his hips slowly, going deep, then pulling back. Going deeper with each shallow thrust of his hips until their pelvis’s touched. Continuing the motion over and over, Kane tried to keep it slow, to show Lucie just what she did to him. She made him soar, she made his heart pound, and more importantly, she made him feel things he never thought he’d feel.
Complete.
This woman completed him in ways he’d never expected.
“Love me, Lucie,” he pleaded with her. Going slow was the only way he knew to show her just what it meant to him to have her like this. Savoring every movement, feeling every gentle plunge of his cock into her depths.
“I’ll love you forever, Kane,” she whispered back, her fingers sliding into his hair, gripping it harder than he expected. “But, now I want all of you. No holding back.”
Kane knew what she was saying. Lucie accepted him for who he was. All that he was. This gentle lovemaking was foreign to him, but that didn’t mean he didn’t want it. There’d be plenty of time for more, plenty of time to take her in all of the ways he had dreamed. But right now, this was perfection.
“I’m not holding back, baby. Not this time.” And it was the truth.
Kane began driving into her harder, but never separating their bodies. He closed his mouth over hers, penetrating her deeper with his hips and his tongue at the same time until they were panting, sweat beading on his forehead.
“Oh, God, Lucie. You don’t know what you do to me, baby.”
“Show me,” she murmured against his mouth. “Show me, Kane. Come for me.”
Kane pulled back, slammed into her once, twice until he felt the walls of her sex clenching around his cock, her muscles tightening, her legs wrapped around his hips while her heels pressed into his ass. Leaning up on his forearms, he stared down at her, knowing they couldn’t see one another with their eyes, but that didn’t matter. Their hearts were all that mattered right then, and when she squeezed him tightly, Kane slammed into her one final time as she screamed his name, pulling his release from him in a rush as she came around his cock.
He wasn’t sure whether he deserved a woman as perfect for him as Lucie and despite her flaws – and his – Kane knew they were meant for each other. It’d just taken a long time to get to this point. But now that they were here, there was no way he was letting her go.
Not ever again.
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Lucie lay in the darkness, running her fingers through Kane’s silky dark hair as his head rested against her chest. He was heavy, but the weight of him had never felt quite so good. Knowing that he was right there with her, holding her made her heart sigh in relief. This was what she had always longed for.
The way their bodies spoke to one another was unlike anything Lucie had ever known. But the way their hearts connected, was more than she felt she deserved. She was flawed, she knew that. She made mistakes in her past, and she was pretty sure she’d make more in her future. She wasn’t perfect. Neither was Kane. And as far as she was concerned, there had never been two people better suited for one another than the two of them. After all, look what happened when two flawed, imperfect people came together. They created perfection. And her name was Haley.
“Marry me,” Kane breathed out roughly, lifting his head from her chest. The early morning sun was peeking in through the small window in her bedroom, and she could see his face clearly now. What she saw there, stole her breath.
Lucie had no idea what to say. Well, that wasn’t entirely true. She knew what to say. Yes. It was the only answer if he actually was asking the question. She didn’t respond, her brain working feverishly to determine whether her ears had actually heard him correctly.
“Lucie, marry me,” he repeated. “Marry me and let’s make more perfect babies together. I want to spend my life with you. I want to fall into bed with you each night and wake up with you each day.”
She definitely couldn’t have imagined that. Lucie felt the smile that split her face, the ray of sunshine that penetrated her heart. “Yes,” she whispered, the word barely escaping. “Yes, Kane. Yes, I’ll marry you.” That time they came out more easily, and she knew in that moment that the smile was now permanent.
“I love you, Lucie. Forever and always, I love you.”
“I love you, too, Kane. Now and forever.”