Captivated (Club Destiny 4.5)

With the hand he had holding her hip, Kane leaned into her, finding her clit with his fingers. When she began moaning his name again, he aligned his cock with her tight hole before pressing the swollen head against her, watching as he slipped inside. A torturous groan erupted from his chest as her body enveloped him, strangling the head of his dick.

“Bear down on me, Lucie,” he commanded, trying to force his fingers to continue moving over her clit, trying to keep her hovering on the edge and not aware of the pain he knew he was inflicting.

When Lucie pushed back against him, Kane slid farther in, one inch at a time until he was sweating profusely and his cock was buried to the root inside of her. He didn’t move, not wanting to hurt her as she whimpered.

He increased the speed of his fingers over her clit, finding the slick entrance to her pussy with his thumb before pressing into her. She was so fucking tight, and so damn hot. He wasn’t going to be able to last long.

Pulling back, gripping her hips with both hands, Kane focused on sliding in and out of her hot, smooth channel, over and over.

“Play with your clit, Lucie,” he told her when the sweat began sliding down his forehead. He needed to fuck her.

When she moved her hand between her legs, he could only assume she was doing as he instructed while he continued to maintain a steady, gentle pace until Lucie was once again thrusting back against him.

“Fuck me, Kane! Please fuck me,” she cried out, trying to force her hips closer to him. With his hands holding her still, she didn’t get very far and he was still scared of hurting her.

“Dammit, Kane!” Lucie screamed, but it wasn’t from the pain. “Fuck me now!”

Kane lost his leash on his control and he began slamming against her, burying his cock to the hilt in her ass, holding her hips and pulling her against him as he pounded into her over and over, faster and harder until the tingling in the base of his spine robbed him of breath.

“I’m coming!” Lucie’s voice broke through the haze that he was trapped in as he tried to hold on until she found her release, but the moment the words penetrated his brain, Kane stilled, spilling himself deep into her.

He didn’t know how it was possible, but the woman continued to intensify his feelings for her as every single minute passed.

~~*~~

“I don’t need a bath,” Lucie groaned when Kane tried to help her from the bed. She didn’t want a bath, she just wanted to close her eyes and give in to the exhaustion pulling at her.

She’d never experienced the kind of mind numbing orgasm as she had moments before. Nor had she expected to come at all from being fucked like that, but clearly she’d shattered into a million pieces thanks to the most body rocking release she had ever known.

“You’re going to be sore,” he whispered as he lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bathroom a few minutes later.

At some point he must have come into the bathroom and filled the tub because the water was deep, there were mounds of soft, fluffy white bubbles and the gentle hum of the jets rumbled. Kane placed her on her feet in front of the oversized spa tub, allowing her to climb in first. He kept his hand on her arm until he was in the tub with her, lowering himself down behind her.

Lucie slid into the warm water, her eyes closing momentarily as she leaned into Kane, letting the heat from his body, mixed with the perfect temperature of the water soothe her aching muscles.

“I’m in awe of you,” Kane said long moments later, just when Lucie was beginning to drift into that state of euphoric slumber.

She turned her head to the side and forced her eyes open. “Why?” she asked, unsure what he meant by his comment.

“You amaze me.”

“Here I was thinking I was the one being amazed by you,” she said lightly.

“After everything I put you through, to know that you trust me... It humbles me, Lucie,” he said, his voice sounding somewhat sad.

“I’ve never had an issue with trust where you’re concerned. I know you would never hurt me,” she answered, using her hand to swirl circles in the mounds of bubbles across her chest.

“But I did.”

Lucie abruptly turned, but Kane easily stopped her, pulling her back against his chest and pressing his lips on the back of her head.

“You didn’t hurt me, Kane.”

She could understand why he would think that because she had done the unthinkable, hiding her pregnancy from him and never telling him he was Haley’s father. But it never was about trust. She knew that no matter how many times she tried to explain that to him, he wasn’t going to accept it.

“I’ve dreamt about you,” Kane began, his voice low, his hands firm across her abdomen. “After what you told me this morning, I realized they weren’t dreams. They were memories, although they always seemed just a little out of reach. I never could completely see what happened, but now I know. I wish it could’ve been different between us that night.”