Chapter10
Pres
Ican't say no to her. Hell, I don't want to say no. It's been a long time for me, but that's not the reason why.
For the first time in a long time, I feel an attraction to a woman. I’ve been living with so much hatred and grief, I’ve never let another woman in, but with Allison, it's an undeniable attraction. And even though I want to take her, right here, right now, I know that she's been through a lot, and I need her to be sure. "Are you sure about this?"
She nods as her hand tightens on my shirt.
"I need to hear you say it."
She's frustrated when she answers me. "Yes, Kane. I'm sure. I’m sure that I want you."
She barely gets the word "sure" out and I'm pushing my way into the room. I kick the bedroom door shut with my foot and grab on to both of her upper arms. "You can change your mind at any time."
Her arms loop up around my neck. "I'm not going to change my mind. I want this. I want this with you."
"Fuck," I mutter. I lean down and press my lips to hers. The kiss ignites something inside of me, and it's as if my skin and body goes ablaze, like I can't get enough of her. My hands are everywhere.
She pulls my shirt up my body, and I release her long enough for her to take my shirt off before sealing my lips back to hers. Her hands are warm against my skin as she rubs them up and down my chest.
"I need you naked," I tell her.
She reaches for the hem of her shirt and pulls it over her head. And then she unclasps her bra, letting the straps fall from her shoulders, landing on the floor.
I can't take my eyes off her. She's breathing heavily, her chest heaving with each breath she takes. "Fuck," I say with a groan. "The things I want to do to you."
She levels me with a stare. "Do them," she challenges.
I cup her breasts and flick my thumb along her pebbled nipples. She gasps, sucking for breath. As I lean down and place my lips over the tips of her breasts, suckling her, moving from one to the other, wanting to give them both attention, she moans, and her hips move back and forth. I know exactly what she wants without her telling me.
I reach for the button of her jeans, undoing them and pulling them down her hips. I barely get them to her thighs before I'm reaching between her legs, stroking my finger through her wet, swollen core. I push my finger deep into her entrance. She’s soaked, and it's all for me.
"Pants off. I need to take my pants off," she says. She's kicking at her shoes to remove them, and I help peel her jeans down her thighs until she's completely naked in front of me. But I still don't let go. I stroke my finger lazily through her slit, and each time I pass over her clit, her body flexes.
"I need you, Kane. Now," she says.
I'm about to undo my pants when I realize that I don’t have protection. I pick her up and lay her back on the bed. When I go to stand up, she reaches for me and stares at me in surprise. "Where are you going?"
"I'll be right back, I promise. Stay right here." I take one last long look at her and walk out the door. I'm not even trying to hide the erection that is apparent even through my thick jeans. I go three doors down to Reaper's room and knock. He comes to the door looking as if I've just woken him. He's surprised to see me standing here, shirtless. "I need some condoms," I tell him. He starts to laugh, but by the glare on my face, he stops quickly. He goes back into his room and then comes out, passing me a handful.
I don't even thank him. I take off back toward my room and close and lock the door behind me. Allison is still lying on the bed, and I about come in my pants when I see her hand at her womanhood, stroking back and forth. She's looking at me with hooded eyes. She looks so good, but I won't be settled until I'm deep inside her. I put the handful of condoms on the nightstand. Her eyes are on me as I pull down my pants and underwear, kicking my shoes and pants away as I climb onto the bed over her. Her hand wraps around my girth, and I pump my hips into her embrace.
"I need you, Kane. I need you now."
I grab one of the condoms and sheathe myself, lining myself up at her core. My plan is to take it slowly, but she ruins that quickly. "I don't want it soft and sweet. I need you hard. I need you to make me forget, Kane. Can you do that? Can you make me forget?"
"Yes," I grunt as I plow into her forcefully. Her whole body shifts up on the bed, and I grab on to her hips, digging my fingers into her soft skin to hold her steady.
I lift her up and thrust inside of her.
"Yes," she says. "Don't stop. Don't stop."
I slow down just long enough to kiss her, and then I pull back to continue. It's been so long, I know that I'm not going to last, and I reach between us, putting my thumb along her clit. I torment it, the swollen nub, until she's delirious. Her pussy is hot, clenching on to me, and I know she's close. "Come for me, baby. Come."
Her whole body arches and flexes, and her pussy is like a vise on my dick. I push my way in and out of her tight channel, and when she comes, she milks me. I bellow out the release that absolutely shakes me to the core. Both of us are panting as I pull out of her, take off the condom, tie off, and drop it into the wastebasket beside the bed.
I lay down on the bed beside her and try to catch my breath. I roll to my side and watch her. I'm quiet because I know she's trying to process everything that just happened. I'm hoping that she doesn't feel guilty because I sure as hell don't.