Not that she blamed him.
There was a sharp bite of pain in her scalp when Kane pulled her head back by her hair, nipping her neck, before pinning her with those steel gray eyes.
“I need to be inside of you, Lucie.”
The urgency in his tone was unmistakable, making her body tremble despite the warmth of the sun beating down on her skin and the heat of the man pressed against her.
“God, yes,” she groaned, crushing her mouth to his in order to ensure she didn’t do something stupid. Like break down in tears again.
Kane let go of her hair, reaching beneath the water and pushing down his shorts before pulling her bikini bottoms to the side. Without warning, the tip of his cock breached her swollen, aching entrance, and in one thrust he was buried to the hilt inside of her.
Lucie was panting already, on the verge of begging him to fuck her because she needed something to distract her from her thoughts. Being filled by him was one of the most serene feelings she had ever known and it didn’t matter whether he was taking her sweetly or they were fucking like rabbits. No matter how he took her, when Kane was inside of her, Lucie knew she would never belong to another man again.
“God, you’re so tight,” Kane growled in her ear, holding her as tight as she was holding him. He continued to move farther out into the ocean until he could stand at his full height and they were submerged up to their necks in the water.
The buoyancy of the water didn’t allow him to thrust as hard as she wanted him to, but their bodies found a rhythm that matched the pounding of her heart. Lucie felt her impending orgasm as the tingling began deep and slow, but before she could push herself over, Kane stilled.
“Please fuck me,” she begged, trying to bury her face in his neck so he didn’t see the tears that she was unable to control.
“Let me love you, Lucie,” he whispered and a sob wracked her entire body.
Those were the words she had longed to hear from him, but she knew he didn’t mean them in the same context her heart wanted him to.
Lucie began rocking against him, trying to force him deeper until Kane took over, thrusting into her until her orgasm was in reach once more.
“Come for me, Lucie,” Kane whispered as he nipped her earlobe, one hand snaking between their bodies until his thumb was pressing against her clit, rubbing circles until she exploded. His mouth found hers as her body shook, his release not far behind.
Chapter Twelve
Being back at the club after seven days in paradise with the two girls he loved more than life itself proved harder on Kane than he expected. They arrived back in Dallas late on Sunday evening, and after dropping Lucie and Haley off at her apartment, he found it difficult to go home to an empty house. Having spent every day with them, he found the quiet lonelier than ever before.
But that wasn’t the case at the club. The place was jumping, the crowd bigger than he expected on a Monday night, but apparently that was to be expected when Luke McCoy, owner of Club Destiny chooses to close the doors on the mysterious swinger’s club. He hadn’t closed the door on the nightclub that allowed the general public admission, and that was evident.
People were coming from all over just to see what all the fuss was about. Kane knew before he disappeared on vacation that there was something going down, mainly because of the arrival of McKenna Thorne, the reporter for one of Dallas’ esteemed swinger’s magazines. She had been given provisional entry into the member’s only club that even Kane wasn’t privy to.
Not that he had ever applied to join. He knew he had the money required, but he had never seen the point in joining. He had enough going on in his life as it was. Especially now that he was trying to come up with a plan to make Lucie his forever.
Forever.
It was a term he never thought he’d become familiar with, but after the last week, he knew there was no way in hell he was going to allow her to slip through his fingers again. They’d overcome some serious obstacles in the years they had known each other, and as far as he was concerned, the hard part was behind them.
He loved her.
Now he just needed to find a way to tell her. The three little words had been on the tip of his tongue for days, yet he’d been worried that he wouldn’t be able to express them well enough. Kane wasn’t known for his communication skills.
The sound of a song being butchered by a wannabe karaoke singer had him damn near cringing. What the fuck was Luke thinking when he decided to make Monday nights karaoke night? For the last few months, Kane had endured some of the most gruesome attempts to brutalize a song, and he didn’t know how much more he could stand.
Glancing over to the other end of the bar, Kane noticed Lucie talking to someone. The man had his back to the bar so Kane couldn’t tell who he was, but he could sense that the conversation wasn’t pleasant. It didn’t happen often, but from time to time a drunken guy would take to harassing one of the waitresses. Usually Kane or one of the bouncers could intervene before things got out of hand, which he fully intended to do now.