Breaking Love Full Hearts 2 (9 page)

“I want you, Luc,” she whispered.

“Then come home with me,” he replied, kissing her hard on the mouth.

Megan nodded, her voice thick with lust as she spoke. “Yes.”

“Stay the night.”

“I will.”

They were completely unaware that the boat was slowing to a stop as it neared the pier. It was only as it gently bumped against the dock that they remembered where they were. Megan reluctantly got up off his lap and stood, feeling as though she were in the most beautiful dream.

Luc stood, kissing her again before striding across the restaurant to get their coats. He left a large tip on the table and helped Megan into her coat, spinning her to him so he could do up the buttons for her. He kissed her neck, sending shivers through her entire body, before grabbing his coat and sliding it on.

They strolled off the boat hand in hand and thanked those of the crew who were on deck to say good night. Once they reached Luc’s car, he unlocked it and opened Megan’s door for her. As she got in, her head swirled, her desire and her nerves now at war over what she was about to do.

As they drove along to Luc’s apartment, Megan texted Harper to tell her she was spending the night with Luc. A moment later she got an answer back.

YAY! I’m already in bed. My hangover seems to have caught up with me this evening and I have an early meeting tomorrow morning. Ugh. You have fun, you vixen! Fill me in on all the details tomorrow afternoon.

Megan smiled at her friend’s reply as she put her cellphone away. Luc reached over and covered her hand with his as he drove, an intimate gesture, its comfort not lost on Megan.

“It’s hard to believe I’m doing this. Whose life is this?” Megan asked, leaning her head back against the seat.

“Mine, only much better, because you’re in it,” he replied as he drove into the parking garage under his building.

They parked and strolled hand in hand to the elevator. Inside, Luc inserted a key and the button for ten, the top floor, lit up. Making the most of the ride up, he pinned her body to the wall with his, kissing her long and hard and deep, a prelude of what was to come. When the elevator stopped, the doors opened onto the foyer to his apartment. Luc tossed his keys on a small table and took off his coat. Unbuttoning her own coat this time, Megan smiled up at Luc as he took it from her and hung it on a coat rack near the elevator door.

He opened a set of double doors leading into the main living space of the apartment. It was an enormous, beautifully furnished home, with a definite warmth and charm that was all French, and Megan’s mouth hung open for a second as she took it all in.

“You have the entire floor?”

Luc shrugged. “Yes. I like my privacy and I don’t want to be bothered by the sounds of other people when I am home. I hear enough noise at work every day.”

Megan glanced at him before continuing to look around his home. He had the most amazing view of Paris through the windows that lined the walls on two sides of the room. A large living room led into a beautiful kitchen with a breakfast nook. A formal dining room was to the left, with seating for eight.

Luc walked across the living room and put on some soft music, then went to the bar. “May I bring you a glass of wine?”

“Please,” Megan answered, realizing she might need a drink to keep up her nerve.

Luc poured her half a glass and walked over to her, kissing her on the lips. “Not too much, though,” he said with a little grin.

Megan gave him just a hint of a smile as she took the glass.

Luc sipped his own drink and put it down. “Are you tired?”

Megan shook her head. “No.”

“Good. Because what I have in mind will take most of the night.”

Megan’s eyebrows went up. She gulped down the rest of her wine before setting the glass on the table, her nerves suddenly winning the war.

It was as though Luc had read her thoughts. “I want you to relax,” he said as he wrapped his arms around her. “I’m assuming that it’s been a long time for you, no?”

Megan nodded slightly, biting her lip.

Luc kissed her. “I will take care of you, Megan, like you have never been taken care of before. But first, you must promise not to fall in love with me.”

Megan rolled her eyes at his arrogance. “Oh please. You seem to think a little too highly of yourself.”

“I want to be with you so much I can taste it. But we can do this only if I know you won’t leave here broken-hearted.”

“Luc, I want to spend the night with you and then go home to my life. That is it. One night and then it’s over. I just need to know that
you
won’t fall in love with
me
. I can’t bear the thought of leaving you heartbroken.” She grinned.

“You are mocking me?”

“Yes, I am. I’m an adult, Luc. I’m here to have sex with you. Nothing more.”

“Agreed.
Une nuit.
But let’s bring a lifetime of passion to this one night before we part ways.” He held her face in his hands and kissed her again. Taking her hand, he led her down the hall to an enormous ensuite.

Megan watched as he crossed the room and turned on the water to fill the bathtub. Pouring some oils into the tub, Luc lit a few candles before returning to her, his eyes full of adoration as he looked at her.

Luc leaned down, running his nose along Megan’s neck and up to her ear. He carefully sucked on her earlobe, sending tingles through her entire body. She moaned a little at the feeling of it, a sound Luc had been waiting for. He unfastened the button on her jeans, then lifted her shirt over her head, revealing her red lace bra. Megan reached for Luc’s sweater, pulling it over his head. Their eyes moved over each other’s bodies, taking in the first thrilling sights. Megan blew out a little puff of air as she gazed at his lean muscles, her hands moving to his abs of their own accord. She needed to touch every inch of his sculpted body, starting right there.

Luc reached out, gripping her waist, feeling her soft ivory skin with his fingertips as he pulled her to him. As he moved his body around behind Megan, he planted slow kisses along the nape of her neck to her shoulder. She shuddered as he let his hands move up to her breasts, then down the front of her body, fingers splayed to take in as much of her skin as possible with each movement. Luc’s lips grazed her shoulder as he unzipped her pants and slid them off, along with her French-cut lacy red panties. He lowered his body as he removed her pants. Megan turned her head to see him kneeling behind her in nothing but his jeans. He moved his hands over her legs, exploring her slowly, methodically. His touch was so passionate, so tender that it pleased her to her very core.

Placing his hands on the front of her body, he kissed her all the way up along her spine as he stood. He spun her to face him and smiled at her as he undid her bra with one quick flick of his fingers. Megan gasped a little; this man clearly knew what he was doing. She smiled back at him, now completely certain this was what she wanted, what she had needed for so long. She held his gaze as she slid her bra off her shoulders and to the floor, leaving herself completely nude in front of him. Luc lowered his mouth over her breasts, taking his time with each one, gently sucking on her nipples. Megan felt dizzy with the intensity of her desire as she reached for his jeans. She tried, rather ineffectively, to remove his pants, but found herself powerless to concentrate long enough to manage it. His mouth on her skin did things to her she had only read about. Her hand found its way up and alongside her face as she wrapped her fingers around a lock of her blond hair.

Luc lifted his mouth back up to hers, kissing her urgently now. Taking both of her hands, he backed up, pulling her toward the oversized bathtub. Silence filled the air as he turned off the water. “Here, I filled the tub for us, but only if you want to. I wouldn’t want to tell you what to do.”

Megan took in the sight of his sexy smile and the dimples it created on his cheeks. “You’re a fast learner.”

She stepped into the tub and let her body slide into the hot water, feeling herself relax. Luc unabashedly removed what was left of his clothing, giving Megan the first sight of him nude. He was more than she had expected and she felt a little bit intimidated as she stared at his erection.
BOB is SO much smaller than that
, she thought.

He climbed into the tub, facing her, before running his hands over her legs. Holding her thighs, he spread them, then pulled her body toward his so that her legs were wrapped around him.

“It’s been a long time for you, and I’m afraid I will hurt you if we don’t go slowly,” he murmured as he slid his hand between her thighs, letting his fingers glide over her sex.

Megan took a deep breath, her breasts, now full with desire, lifting out of the water as she did. She ached for him to slide his fingers inside her. She could feel herself throbbing as he moved his hand slowly over her. Closing her eyes, she let her lips fall away from each other as he lowered his mouth over hers again. He slid his tongue into her mouth as he pressed the palm of his hand to her clitoris, moving it in slow, light circles over her. The feeling of it was completely exquisite to Megan.

Luc put his thumb along the front of her as he continued to caress the outer edge of her sex with his palm. His other hand massaged her inner thigh masterfully. No part of him had entered her yet, but Megan felt she was already close to coming. A sudden desperation washed over her. She needed to feel him inside her like she had never needed anything before.

She pulled her body closer to his, hoping he would lift her onto his lap. Instead, Luc pulled back a little. “Not yet, Megan. You’re not ready for me yet.”

He smirked as she sighed in frustration. “Did you forget that anticipation is not to be rushed?”

Something about his arrogant smirk ignited an angry passion in Megan. She was not some terrified virgin. She knew how to take control too. Grabbing the back of his head with her hand, she kissed him hard, sliding her tongue into his mouth. Luc wasn’t the only one who knew how to turn someone on. She reached down below the surface of the water with one hand and ran her fingertips along the length of him, feeling how hard and thick he was. Taking his cock in her hand, she gripped him firmly and moved her hand up and down in the most deliberately slow movements.

It quickly became a game of who would break first. Luc allowed the tip of his middle finger to slide into her pussy. He felt her press herself against his hand greedily, and there was that smirk again. Megan took her other hand down between her legs and pushed his finger in further, along with his index finger. She gave him a steady stare as she moved his fingers deep inside her, feeling the water lap against them with her movements. Luc’s surprised expression gave her a feeling of power. It was her turn to smirk as she pleasured them both.

“I decide what I’m ready for,” she said, biting him on his bottom lip. She pulled herself up onto his lap and rubbed herself over his hard cock. She could feel him respond to her as she teased him, rubbing back and forth slowly. She gave him a little half smile, seeing how badly he wanted her right then.

Luc put his hands on Megan’s ass and started moving her over himself roughly, the feeling of it almost too much for either of them as water splashed around them and onto the tiled floor.

“Let’s take this to bed,” Luc whispered, lifting her up off his lap.

Megan stepped out of the bath, Luc following. He watched her backside as she walked through the open door to his bedroom. She had a perfectly curved bottom and her long, lean legs carried her gracefully as she moved. He caught up with her just as she reached the side of the bed, and spun her to him, kissing her possessively now. Megan wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her wet body to his as he gripped her ass with both hands. She could feel his huge erection pressed up against her stomach.

His hold on her was firm and he intended to regain control of himself and the moment. He pushed her onto the bed with his mouth still on hers, then moved his lips down along her body, kissing and touching her everywhere as he knelt down beside the bed. He parted her legs and held her inner thighs as he took his first taste of her. Gently sucking on her, then letting his tongue slide into her warmth, he caused Megan to gasp. She tightened her muscles around his tongue as he skilfully explored her. He moved with the perfect amount of pressure, at just the right pace and to all the places she needed to be touched. Megan’s breathing became ragged; she caressed her breasts and tugged on her nipples with her fingers. She felt the first delicious wave of climax overtake her, causing her to cry out with the force of it. When it was over, Luc lifted his head and gazed at her hungrily. He crawled up her body and Megan lifted her head off the bed to find his mouth with hers.

“Mmm. I’m glad you liked that,” he murmured as he kissed her back. “As much as I hate to, I need to go get something for us. Give me one minute.” He lifted himself off her. “This is only a suggestion, but you might want to get under the covers to warm up.”

“I’ll think about it.” She grinned.

Luc walked into the ensuite, returning with a bottle of massage oil and a package containing a condom. He paused for a moment to turn on the fireplace on the far side of the room.

“I see you decided to take my suggestion,” he said as he took in the sight of her lying in his bed, looking so beautiful. The ends of her blond hair were still wet and her cheeks were flushed. Something about the sight of her there stirred a yearning deep within Luc that he hadn’t known existed.

Her head was propped up on one arm as she watched him come toward her. He ran his hand through his damp hair as he watched her. He was completely impressive as he moved his sculpted body toward her, every inch of him rock hard. As he came nearer, a part of Megan started to worry again that he might be too much for her.

Luc noticed the sudden look of panic cross over her face. “Ah, yes. I’m told that I’m big. That’s why I was telling you we need to take it slow.”

Megan nodded her agreement.

Placing the bottle and condom package on the night table, Luc took one of her hands, brought his lips down to her wrist and kissed it slowly, carefully. He kept his mouth there for a moment, then let his lips glide up to the bend in her arm. He very gently sucked on her skin for a moment, causing Megan’s eyes to shut as she took in the delectable sensation of it. Pouring oil into his palm, he warmed the liquid in his hands before massaging her arm all the way from her fingertips to her shoulder. He slowly repeated this methodical treatment on the rest of her body, kissing every bit of her exposed skin and gazing at her as he went. Megan had never had a man who was so thorough before, and it made her ache for more.