KanesBounty (4 page)

She opened the verandah door and walked outside. A cool
breeze flowed in from the ocean. She watched the waves roll in for a moment.
“How do you know I lied?”

He stepped behind her and wrapped his arms around her. She
was only five foot three inches tall. Kane towered over her. She leaned back
against his hard body, her head against his chest. He was a wall of warm, hard
man. He didn’t wear cologne. His scent was all male, outdoors and spice.

“I know when you lie.”

“That’s inconvenient,” she said.

His laugh rumbled against her back. “So why did you lie?”
His mouth was against her ear.

Her body hummed with excitement and fear. “I didn’t want her
to ask me personal questions. It just seemed easier.”

She felt him nod. “I want to make love to you, Lena.”

Thank god. “I want you too.” She closed her eyes and allowed
herself to melt into his embrace.

“Are you sure? I sense fear now that we’re alone. You
actually seem more afraid of me now than you were when I was toting you through
the streets of Savannah.”

Turning into him, she had to strain her neck to look up at
him. “It’s been a long time since I’ve wanted to have sex, Kane. A very long
time.”

He sat down on the chair on the verandah and pulled her,
still standing, between his legs. “I don’t know what that means, but I have a
feeling it’s important.”

She shook her head. “Can’t we just fuck? Do we have to
analyze everything?”

One side of his mouth pulled up and the spark in his eyes
returned. “It’s very hot when you say ‘fuck’.”

Sitting down, his face was eye level with her tits. He
rubbed his cheek against her chest, abrading her nipples through her blouse.

“Why do I feel this way about you?” he asked.

She suspected he didn’t expect an answer. She just allowed
him to keep rubbing against her. The friction shocked sensations down to her
toes.

“Lena,” he whispered against her skin.

She looked down to find her blouse unbuttoned. They were in
the open. People might see what they were doing. The idea both excited and
intimidated her. “Let’s go inside, Kane.”

He smiled up at her. She knew he could sense her excitement
over being exposed, but he didn’t press the idea. Kane stood up and backed into
the room, never taking his eyes off her.

She followed him step for step. He was luring her in and she
had no desire to run away. She’d been running for over a year, running and
hiding. Now she just wanted to enjoy something for a little while. She knew it
would not last. Soon she would either be running again or dead, but for just a
short time, she could pretend she had a normal life. A life where a man and a
woman go on vacation to Mexico and make love without a care.

“Would you mind terribly if I took a shower?” she asked.
“It’s been a long couple of days.”

“Can I join you?” His eyes looked as if they were blue
flames.

The idea made her nipples hard. She nodded. “Just give me a
minute.”

The bathroom had both a huge shower and an enormous jetted
tub. Lena locked the door, stripped and carefully removed the stones from their
hiding place. She pulled the stopper for the sink and rinsed the soft cloth and
the stones hidden within. Under normal circumstances, she would never have kept
them hidden inside her for so long. However, she’d put them there while she
went to meet John Porter. She could have removed them on the airplane, but she
wasn’t sure about Kane. She hoped she could trust him, but the only way to know
for sure was to trust him.

She turned the shower on and unlocked the door.

The first spray of hot water was as if time itself had stood
still. She let the jets pummel her head and shoulders, soaking her hair and
rinsing away the grime and worry.

She hadn’t heard him enter, but she knew he was there all
the same. Keeping her eyes closed, she waited and relished the sounds of his
clothes rustling and knowing the moment he stepped into the doorless shower.
The air changed. He took up space in a way she’d never felt before. He consumed
the area around him. How could he catch fugitives when his presence was so
extreme?

Her thoughts and questions abandoned her as soon as his
fingers grazed her hip. She took a step back and came up hard against his chest
and abs. His cock pressed between them. His hands came around her waist and she
couldn’t help looking down to see his skin against hers. He reached forward and
took the soap from the dish, discarded the paper wrapper and rubbed it between
his hands in front of her. He slid his soapy fingers along her chest and down
across her tits, swirling around her hard nipples before palming them and
moving to her abdomen.

“Mmm, Kane, that feels so good.”

“You’re beautiful, Lena.”

His hand slid lower, cupping her pussy. She sighed and
widened her stance just a little. His soapy fingers slid between her lips and
over her clit. Lena gasped. Her knees started to tremble. Kane wrapped his
other hand around her middle, clutching her to him while he teased her most
sensitive spot.

Lena gulped for air. Water poured down over them, rinsing
away the suds. His fingers circled her clit, then slipped back farther, dipping
into her pussy. It had been too long. She couldn’t hold back. The first tremor
of her orgasm erupted and Kane pressed hard with his fingers. Her body contracted
and pulsed, and all the time, he held her tightly against his body.

When she could breathe again, it was still a few moments
before her legs could hold weight. She turned toward him and looked up into
those eyes. “Sorry, it was a little fast. It’s been a long time.”

“It was perfect,” he said. “I’m going to make you come a
dozen more times, Lena.”

His promise sent goose bumps rushing down her body. Her
lower abdomen contracted at the thought of so much pleasure.

Kane still held the soap and proceeded to wash her from
shoulders to toes. He then washed himself. She couldn’t take her eyes away as
he slid his hand down his ripped abs and grasped his long, hard cock. She stood
mute, salivating and wanting to take his shaft deep in her throat.

“I won’t stop you.” He was still holding his cock and
smiling.

Her eyes snapped up to his. “You really have to stop
listening to my thoughts.”

“Not a chance, baby. They’re so dirty. I don’t want to miss
a thing. Besides, when they’re so intense, it’s as if you are yelling them
through a bullhorn.”

The shower had a small concrete bench set into one end. Lena
perched herself on it and told him without words he should bring himself over.

Without hesitation, he stood in front of her, cock at lip
level. She didn’t wait, pulling him deep into her mouth and opening her throat
to take him much deeper.

He groaned loudly. “Ahh, Lena.”

She let him slide slowly out of her mouth while using her
tongue to stimulate his taut flesh. He escaped with a pop and her tongue
swirled around the head, dipping into the slit at the top for an instant before
pulling him deep again.

With each deep intake, he said her name. She loved the way
he said it as if she were some deity or saint. The feel of his cock sliding
deep in her throat had her own juices gushing.

He suddenly took a step away. She looked up at him. He was
out of breath. She asked the question without saying a word.

“I don’t want this to be over too soon, baby. I want to feel
you pulsing around me when I come.” He reached down, turned off the shower and
offered his hand. She took it and they stepped out of the shower.

She grabbed a towel and dried off while watching him take
his wallet out, pull a condom from within and tuck it in his palm. Then he
turned to the sink. He looked down into the water where her stones lay soaking,
then looked at her. He was dripping on the tile floor, but didn’t seem to care.
She half expected him to grab the stones and run, but he just turned and pulled
a towel down from the shelf above the toilet.

He had to be the strangest man she’d ever met. First he’d
dragged her out of a bar and tossed her over his shoulder as if she was a sack
of potatoes. Less than twenty-four hours later, he was seducing her. Maybe she
was seducing him. The lines had become blurred. The only thing she was certain
of was she wanted Kane Lakeland more than she’d ever wanted anyone in her life.
Even at the beginning with Oscar, it had never been so intense. She had never
yearned for him the way she did for Kane. In fact, her relationship with Oscar
had never been about sex. It had always been about the stones. Even before she
knew they were what he wanted, it had not been about sex.

“You can touch them if you want,” she said, referring to the
stones.

His mouth pulled up, but just one corner. “I think I’d
rather touch the place where they were hidden.”

“Don’t you even want to know what they are?” She moved close
to him.

He rubbed the towel over his dark hair. It spiked out in
every direction. Then he tossed the towel over the rack and reached up to
smooth his hands over his hair. He looked completely comfortable with his
nudity. Why shouldn’t he? His body was lean and muscular. His shoulders were
broad and a smattering of dark hair covered his chest. “Lena, I won’t lie and
tell you I’m not curious about five little pieces of shiny rock that would make
a man as powerful as your ex hire a psychic army to find you. I just have other
things on my mind at the moment.”

“Other things?”

He wrapped his arms around her and tossed her towel to the
floor. “Yes, other things.” He bent his head and his mouth covered hers.

His lips magically glided over hers, demanding and coaxing
at the same time. There was no doubt in Lena’s mind Kane wanted her. He may
have also wanted her gifts, but for the moment it was her body he desired.

Her hands made their way to his shoulders. His grip on her
waist tightened and he lifted her feet off the floor, backing them out of the
bathroom. His power and strength should have frightened her, but his lips were
so gentle, nipping and sucking each of hers, one at a time. She mimicked him
kiss for kiss. When the tip of his tongue breached her lips, she touched it
with her own. He moaned and devoured her mouth, plunging his tongue in and
swirling it with hers.

When he broke the kiss, they were both gasping for air. She
looked around, surprised to find he had not taken her to the bed. Her feet had
never touched the floor. He set her on the small glass table in the kitchen of
the luxurious suite. The cold glass shocked her at first, but then she allowed
the coldness to heighten her arousal.

Pressing her knees apart, Kane stepped between them. His
cock stood out from his body, perched at her wet opening. She couldn’t take her
eyes away from the sight of his shaft only millimeters from her pussy. She
could feel her juices filling her as her clit tightened in response to his
coming thrust.

She wanted him deep inside her, longed for the pleasure-pain
that would rip through her when he first slammed into her, stretching the
unused muscles. She leaned back on stiff arms. The glass table felt cold
against her hands, but still she never took her eyes away from the place where
they would join. Why was he taking so long?

He inched closer and the thick head touched her sensitive
flesh, but went no farther. She groaned and slid her ass forward on the table,
silently demanding he take her. Kane leaned his head down and kissed her neck
and shoulder. He was teasing her. His mouth left a trail of heat from the pulse
at her neck down her chest. His mouth closed on her nipple and she screamed. He
tugged on the hard bead and a shock of electricity shot from her nipple to her
clit. His teeth nipped and his tongue swirled around the areola. She arched her
back, wanting more. Her eyes closed and her head fell back. He rewarded her by
giving the same attention to the other nipple.

She trembled with need. His mouth pulled away and she heard
the scrape of a chair against the marble floor. It was a struggle to bring her
head forward, but seeing him seated between her legs as he leaned forward and
pressed his mouth to her pussy was worth the effort. He licked her as if she
were an ice-cream cone.

“Kane.” Her body jerked involuntarily at the contact.

He smiled up at her and licked again. “You are so sweet,
Lena. I could eat you for breakfast, lunch and dinner.”

He slid one arm under each of her legs and pulled her
forward until she was resting on his shoulders and her slit was against his
mouth, then he devoured her. She screamed again. Sensations pulsed from her
clit and her pelvis tightened. Her arms shook from the strain and she sank to
her elbows. The new angle exposed more of her to his mouth and his tongue
dipped inside her, fucking her sopping pussy. He sucked and licked her clit,
then plunged his tongue inside her.

Her body bucked against his face and she cried his name and
maybe called for god too. She wasn’t at all sure what came out of her mouth.
She only knew her climax was building and she wanted more. His hands gripped
her ass, but she felt them moving just before his thumb pressed inside her. He
sucked her clit hard and she cried out again, fucking his face by pressing her
thighs against his shoulders and digging her heels into his back. His thumb
probed deeper and he licked around her sensitive cluster of nerves before
pulling it back inside his mouth and sucking again and again.

Pure rapture descended on her and shot outward. Her pussy
pulsed around his thumb while he continued to suck her clit. She bucked and
twisted while the orgasm crashed around and within her.

As her climax subsided, Kane lifted her ass back onto the
table. It was cold again against the heat of her pussy. She watched him move
the chair he’d been sitting on to the right just below her foot. Then he took a
second chair and placed it under her left foot. She put one foot on the corner
of each chair with her legs still wide, and pressed her hands against the
table, lifting her bottom past the edge. Kane moved forward into the space
between the two chairs. He tore the condom open and rolled it onto his cock. He
was once again at her apex, his thick head touching her pussy. He gripped the
shaft and slid the head through her wetness. While he held himself at her
opening, she eased herself onto his cock. He stretched her deliciously.