Captivated (Club Destiny 4.5)

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...