He reached around her, his fingers fumbling with the clasp of her bra while he sucked her completely into his molten hot mouth, before easing back, his teeth gently nipping her painfully erect nipple, sending additional rockets of fiery sensation through her body.
When her bra was finally removed, he took a step back, admiring what he had revealed. And yes, Lucie could see the approval in his stormy gray eyes, and it only intensified her need.
“Take off the rest of your clothes.” The words were a demand that left no room for argument. Without haste, Lucie found her fingers fumbling on the button of her slacks just as Kane began to do the same on his own, only he didn’t seem to be having any issues.
Although it took her longer than him, only a few seconds slipped by before they were both standing completely naked in the steamy bathroom, and Lucie couldn’t stop herself from ogling the intensely sexy lines of his body. His chest was broad, each plane of muscle outlined, deliciously defined, as were each ripple of muscle on his stomach. Lucie wanted to spend a few hours outlining those individual slabs with her fingers and her tongue.
He was beautiful.
Kane took her hand, breaking her concentration on his magnificent physique, pulling her into the shower/bath combo before closing the flimsy curtain. The next thing she knew, she was sliding across the slippery tub, her body colliding with his beneath the warm, pelting spray that did nothing to soothe her already overheated skin.
He tilted her head up, using just one finger beneath her chin, his eyes focused on her mouth as he swiped his thumb over her bottom lip before locking his gaze with hers again. “I’ve dreamed about your mouth on me. I want to feel your lips on my cock, sucking me.”
The seductive, raspy pitch of his voice made the words sound even more erotic than they should have. Lucie didn’t bother to tell him that he’d spoken almost those same words the last time she’d been in his arms, but they had been in his kitchen, not the intimate confines of the shower.
“God, baby.” Kane exhaled sharply, pulling her mouth to his, thrusting his tongue past her lips, forcing her to fall into him so she wouldn’t fall to the floor. His touch was overwhelming, but his kiss was all consuming.
When he slid his hands into her hair, pulling her head back and breaking the kiss, she stared up into those stormy gray eyes.
“Suck my cock, Lucie. On your knees, baby,” he growled. “I want to feel that sweet mouth on my dick.”
The innocent, inexperienced side of her said she should be offended by his crude words, not turned on like she was. They’d been down this road before, only Kane didn’t seem to remember it. She did. Vividly. And truth be told, Lucie wanted to do anything to please him. His dominance appealed to her on a very basic level, and she found she was willing to do exactly as he said.
Kane was demanding, more so than she could have ever imagined, but Lucie felt safe with him. He wouldn’t force her, she knew that from experience. He somehow managed to make her want the same things he did just with the deep rumble of his voice and the scorching heat in his eyes. Whatever power he had over her was enough to trigger a maelstrom of energy, bright enough and hot enough to consume her with its intensity.
Lucie lowered herself to her knees, trailing her fingers across the smooth, hairless planes of his chest, letting them slide over the contoured ridges of his abdomen until she was eye level with his beautiful erection. She was eager to touch him, to taste him, to prove in her mind that what had happened all those years ago wasn’t a fantasy, but a reality that had rocked her to her very core.
It wasn’t like she had much experience in the bedroom, or showers as it were, but based on what she did know, Kane was by far the largest man she’d ever been with and his cock was in direct proportion with his massive size. Even as she tried, Lucie was unable to encompass the wide shaft with her fingers, but she settled on gently stroking him as best she could, memorizing the velvet covered steel that pulsed in her hands.
Glancing up at him, she didn’t know what she’d see, but the expression on his face hadn’t been it. Maybe heat or desire, but not that look of sheer and utter disbelief as though he couldn’t believe they were doing this any more than she could.
His eyes met hers instantly, breaking the vulnerability she had witnessed in his gaze when he twined his fingers in her hair, pulling her to him until the wide crest of his cock brushed her lips. He was hot in her mouth, his fingers rough on her scalp, and she welcomed the sensations because they eased the pain in her knees from being on the hard porcelain of the bathtub.
Being with Kane was like being close to a wild, untamed animal. She didn’t know what to expect from him, although she knew from experience, the pleasure would be extraordinary. His firm demands and his rough touch spoke to a part of her that she hadn’t known existed. A part of her that ached for him; needed him.