Making Our Way Back

by Jennah Thornhill

“Now will you please let me finally worship this delicious body of yours?” He asks.

  “Go right ahead.” I prompt on a laugh.

  And oh boy does he worship me.

  He starts off by slowly kissing behind my ear, which he’s come to realise is my weak spot because I claw my nails along his shoulders.

  “Someone likes it when I do that.” He whispers against my heated flesh.

  Running his tongue along the slope of my neck, he gently nips my skin with his teeth. The ache in my lower stomach getting more intense with every second that passes by.

  “Mmm.” I moan. He continues with his torturous kisses creating a wet path in their wake. Once he reaches my belly button he runs his tongue in a circular motion, giving me a preview of what he’s about to do to me further down.

  I’m in for a treat.

  My hips lift from the floor on reflex, my whole body is on high alert anticipating his next move.

  Pushing my hips back to the floor with his hands he holds me still, that’s when I nearly shoot through the roof. His tongue and lips have a mind of their own as they suck on my clit, making my entire body shake and quiver.

  “H...Holy S...Shit. Fuck Kane.” I practically scream.

  He doesn’t let up though, instead he adds a finger and the pressure is so immense I know he’s going to see this through to the end. He carries on giving me the best oral sex I’ve ever had, just when I think my body can’t take any more he releases my other hip, as I lift it on instinct he slaps my bum cheek and that’s my undoing. I’m floating so high, I’m not sure that my body is capable of coming down from the clouds. He laps at my sensitive skin causing my body to break out in convulsions, my whole body is tingling right down to my finger nails.

  With my eyes shut tight I feel him and his warmth leave my body, within seconds he’s back and I hear the tell tale sign of a condom wrapper.

  Thank god… I really didn’t want this to end.

  He falls back between my legs, his hands landing either side of my head causing me to open my eyes.

  “Did someone enjoy that?” His voice is gruff, yet sexy all at the same time.

  This man shouldn’t ask questions, he never lets me answer him.

  Now is no different.

  My breath catches as he enters me in one swift thrust of his hips, my back getting pushed up the carpet.

  “Oh sweet baby Jesus Luce, I’ve never felt anything this good. Even though I’m hating the fact we’ve still got something between us, as thin as this condom is, I’m still not close enough. I want all of you Luce, remember that. I want nothing between us next time. Nothing.” I don’t have an answer for that. He’s holding himself still above me, his control waning by the second. I contract my muscles around him, my signal for him to move.

  I dig my nails in his upper arms as he rolls his hips, attacking the magical spot so deep inside, even I have never hit it before when I've had to sort myself out.

  “Oohhhh…. Yes.... don’t you dare stop.” I warn.

  He take’s my warning to heart because I’m dragged from the floor, so that he’s on his knees and I’m straddling his very muscular thighs.

  “Ride me baby girl.” He commands, so I do.

  Wrapping my arms around his neck, I guide my body up and down onto his. His moans of pleasure tell me I’m giving him exactly what he wants.

  “Yes Luce just like that… Oh fuck.”

  I can feel him start to twitch and expand inside of me, I pick up my pace knowing we are both so close to our finish lines. He rubs his thumb along my already sensitive bundle of nerves, and just like that we both scream out as we both hit our orgasms. I continue to ride him, taking every last bit from him until he’s the one shuddering beneath me.

  Kane

  Well fuck me. Oh wait she just did.

  I never in my wildest dreams thought that I would have sex with Luce, let alone have amazing sex with her.

  We’re still connected in the most intimate way possible, her green eyes are shining and her hair is a tangled mess. She’s never looked more beautiful to me than she does right this moment.

  “That was… oh just wow.” She pants out, her head falling to my shoulder. The shoulder only seconds ago she was tearing chunks out of, not that I’m going to complain what we just did was out of this world.

  “You could say that again baby girl.” I say with a curve of my lips.

  Apart from how to be a shrewd business man, I’ll never forget the one piece of advice Alec gave me when it came to women.

  I can still remember it like it was yesterday and it’s never rang more true than it does now.

  “Most men can fuck. But eating pussy is the mark of a real sex god. You can fuck her for hours, make her sore without giving her one single orgasm. But you master the oral art, and she will tremble with orgasms like a leaf in a storm. A dick is impressive, but knowing how to lick pussy, makes a woman feel special, wanted, appreciated. Get personal. Get intimate. Combined with a good fuck… and she will be yours… for good.”

  That’s exactly what I want with her, in my life and by my side for good.

  Wrapping my hands around her slick thighs, evidence of our love making on her skin. I can’t help but have a cocky smile on my face, knowing that I caused her to be that aroused. I’m sure if she could see my face right now, I’d be getting a slap, luckily for me she can’t. I gently lift her from me, climbing to my feet as I go. She groans in protest.

  “Do you have to move? I was comfortable.”

  Laughing at her complaint, I carry her to the side of the bed, my dick finally slipping free from her as I lay her down. I try not to groan at the loss but a small one still manages to slip out, the little devil likes it in there… so shoot me.

  I discard the condom quickly before coming back to the bed, my heart stops dead in my chest at the sight before me. Luce is curled up on her side, her hair fanning the pillow. Green eyes are looking up at me with mixed emotions swimming in them… Happy? Sad? I can’t tell.

  “What’s wrong Luce?” I ask her, as I climb into her bed and wrapping my arms around her.

  “Who hurt you Kane?” She blurts out. I know she’s referring to the scratches I have on my neck, that definitely didn’t come from her. When she asked me earlier I managed to dodge her question, now I have to answer her if I have any chance of keeping her. It’s not exactly an after sex conversation, but it needs to happen. I can't lie to her any more than I already am and I can’t keep avoiding the question when she asks me.

  “Sophie.” I choke out.

  She rolls over onto her other side so she’s now facing me, running her delicate fingers along the scratch marks that the bitch left on my skin.

  “Sophie? How? More importantly why?” Her voice gets higher with every question she asks.

  Here goes nothing.

  Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes saying a silent prayer that Luce won’t go off the rails.

  “After I had dropped you home the other night, I was on my way back to my hotel when my phone rang. Now normally I don’t answer it when I see that it’s her calling me, but at that late at night I had to, I thought there was something seriously wrong with her.”

  “And was there?” She snipes. “Something seriously wrong I mean.”

  “She accused me of fucking about on her, that’s why I apparently want the divorce.” Luce goes stiff in my arms, straight away I know she’s blaming herself because we’d had sex that night, but I’d already wanted the divorce before I even had her back in my life, she should know this.

  Taking her face in my hand I lift her head so I can see her eyes.

  “Don’t you dare think for one minute, that this has anything to do with you baby girl. Sophie is unstable at the best of times, even more so now she’s scared that she’s going to lose everything that comes with being with me. That’s what her problem is, when I went to see her she tried her damned hardest to get me go back to her. It didn’t work obviously.”

  “S
o she lashed out at you?” She sounds flabbergasted.

  “Yeah baby girl she did, it’s not the first time and I’m pretty sure it won’t be the last whilst the divorce is being sorted. Now can you see why I want it done asap?”

  She nods her head at the same time running her fingers through my two day stubble on my cheek. When I came here tonight sleeping with her wasn’t on my mind, I did just want to see her. I was bang on the money when we saw Fiona earlier today. That wench was outside my office before I’d even gotten back from having lunch with her daughter, she has no shame. Since bumping into her, she's done her research on me, digging deep into my businesses, didn’t take her long, but then again it’s all over the newspapers, tele and internet. So it wouldn’t take much digging to know how much I’m worth.

  I gave her what she wanted anyway, which was money. I guessed it the moment I clapped eyes on her waiting there for me what she wanted, her life has always been about money and where she can get it from without doing a day's hard graft. I gave it to her for two reasons… One was to keep her dirty mouth shut, secondly to stay away from Lucy. That woman is poison and I won’t have her trying to drain the life out of what’s mine…. And Lucy is mine.

  I had to come see Luce again, even if it was only to put my own mind at rest. Seeing Fiona again after all these years shook me up, I know eventually I’m going have to tell Luce everything but right now I just want to enjoy having her to myself, where she belongs. And that’s right here with me.

  “Y...You didn’t sleep with her did you?” She’s now gone shy on me, like she has no right to be asking me that, but she has every right in my eyes, I know I’d be asking the same question if I was her.

  Looking her straight in the eye, my grey to her sparkling green I give her the most heartfelt honest answer, the truth.

  “No baby girl, I didn’t. And I wouldn’t even if she was the last woman on earth, trust me.” She gives me her full smile, the one that reaches her eyes. It’s in that moment I know that she believes me. Her believing me should make me the happiest son of a bitch on the planet, only it doesn’t. It only means she’s starting to trust me, and she should trust me as I am now, it’s the younger Kane that’s going end up ripping her apart. I just pray to the big man upstairs that she’ll see it was all for her.

  Lucy

  I wake up feeling hot and sweaty and with something digging in my back, that’s when my brain registers that I’m not alone. Kane.

  Kane is in my bed, with his arms wrapped around me snoring softly down my ear. I look over at my bedside table noting the time on my alarm clock.. Six thirty. I should be getting my backside into gear, ready for the day, but for the first time in my career I don’t want to. I want to stay here, wrapped in his arms and warmth. We may have not seen each other for thirteen years, but slowly we are making our way back to each other, learning about each other all over again, only this time it’s different. We’re not just friends, we’re something so much more and it feels Oh so good. Snuggling back down, I feel him stir beside me.

  “Good morning, my beautiful girl.” He says, his voice gruff and sleepy, at the same time he kisses my bare shoulder.

  “Good morning yourself.” I say as I push my bottom into his groin.

  “Mmm I wouldn’t do that if I was you, you might just get a repeat of last night.” He warns me as if it’s a bad thing.

  “I’m not going to refuse, if you want to repeat all the things you did to me last night then go right ahead… I’m all yours.”

  He laughs at my boldness, then in one swift move he’s between my thighs and repeating everything he did to me last night, only this time I’m the one making him go weak when I take him in my mouth.

  When we’re both in a sweaty heap on top of my bed, I notice it’s nearly eight. Cole is going to be having a bitch fit, I haven’t called him or the office yet.

  “Oh shit.” I say as I scramble to get my phone from my bedside table. I knew I would regret putting it on silent last night.

  “What’s wrong?” Kane asks as I bolt up off the bed, making him jump slightly.

  “I haven’t called Cole, we always have our morning meeting now.” And just like I should’ve known there would be, I have umpteen missed calls from Cole and Donna. That nosey bitch can wait, she only wants the dirty details. Just as I’m about to phone Cole back my phone is snatched from my hand.

  “What do you think you’re doing? Give me my phone back, I have to call Cole.” I fume at Kane.

  “I will do in a minute, I just want you to hear me out first. I have a proposition for you.” He’s smiling. It worries me. But I would be lying if I said I wasn’t intrigued.

  “I’m listening.” I say. At the same I’m eyeing my phone up, waiting for the right time to snatch it back again, if I get the chance.

  He shuffles forward on his knees so we’re now face to face, my phone discarded behind him. There goes my idea.

  We’re both naked, on our knees in broad daylight and it doesn’t feel one bit uncomfortable, yet you think it would, even after the sex. Taking my small hands into his large ones, I see a mischievous smile creep onto his lips.

  “Don’t go to work today… spend the day with me? I don’t know…” He stops mid-sentence. “I just want to spend the day with you, no one else. I want us to turn our phones off, lock the door and forget the world for twenty four hours.”

  It sounds like complete heaven, I still falter though. I’ve never pulled a sickie at work, I’m always focused and always on the ball. My clients rely on me.

  One of his hands leave mine, gently stroking my stomach and up to my boobs.

  “Come on Luce… you know you want to.”

  Oh the twats playing crafty, he knows how to get me to give in. I’m going to as well. The more his fingers touch me, the more I can feel myself losing control, all rational thoughts fucking off and leaving me. I have not got an excuse to tell him no.

  “I suppose I could do, I just need to call Cole so he can re-arrange my clients…

  “Ahhh.” I moan out at end of my agreement. He’s now kissing my neck, down to my shoulder blade. I don’t need any more convincing, I’m already convinced.

  He then has the nerve to slap my butt, ushering me up and away from him so he can pass me.

  “Get your call made, I want that phone switched off and you on your knees when I get back.” He strolls off to my bathroom, not giving a flying fuck that he’s just made me wet and then walked off from me.

  We’ll soon see who has the last laugh.

  I call Cole, faking a twenty four hour bug, blaming it on some dodgy food I must have eaten. The I quickly fire a text to Donna.

  Me-

  Hey bitch, I’m alive. I’ll call you 2moz.

  Love ya.

  P.s If you speak to Cole, I’ve got a 24hr bug. I’ll explain when I call.

  Once it’s sent I switch my phone off, at the same time Kane comes out of the bathroom looking like he just landed from the planet of sex gods. My jaw goes slack, I’m also pretty sure I have drool coming from my mouth. It’s just not fair, it should be illegal for someone to be this kind of hot. Why can’t my body get use to the sheer sight of him? You’d think once I’d seen all of him completely naked, my body would be used to it. But no, my body reacts to him each and every time I see his delicious body.

  Stalking towards me, like a lion does his lioness, all primal and wild. He climbs back on my bed, his eyes glistening with specks of silver mixed with the deep grey.

  “Phone.” He prompts, holding his hand out waiting for me to hand it over to him.

  Placing it in the palm of his hand, he grips my hand along with the phone pulling me closer to him.

  “Good girl.” He whispers against my lips.

  Bloody hell, this man is going to be the death of me if carries on like this.

  Two hours later I finally come up for breath.

  My god, has he got stamina.

  I was right when I said he would be the death of me. Mm
m death by sex, that can’t be a bad way to go. Especially if it’s Kane giving me the orgasms.

  My body is a sticky sweaty mess, my hair resembles a bird's nest and my vagina is so sore I’m pretty certain it’s going to hurt when I go pee. It’s all going to be worth it though, my sex life has been non-existent for years, so to go from nothing to having to keep up with Kane- well it's exhausting. I’ve also worked up an appetite.

  Untangling myself from my sheets and Kane’s strong clutches, I pull my weak body up into a sitting position, swinging my delicate legs over the edge of my bed. The strong arms I’ve just escaped from wrap around me, pulling me back against his solid warm chest- a chest only moments ago I was clawing the hell out of in the throes of passion.

  “Where do you think you’re going young lady?” His tone playful.

  “Kane, I’m starving. I’ve usually had at least two cups of coffee and a bagel by now. You’re going to turn me into a grouch if I don’t get my fix.”

  “How about I just give you a fix of me instead?”

  He’s got to be kidding right?

  He’s just had me in positions I didn’t even know existed outside of the smutty books I read.

  Looking over my shoulder, I trace a finger along his tattooed shoulder before breaking it gently to him that he has no chance. I want my fix, I need my coffee fix.

  “As much as that sounds appealing, right now I think you’ve broken my vagina, it needs a break and I need coffee, like desperately.”

  Letting me go, he rolls away from me laughing.

  “Oh baby girl, you do have a way with words. Where did my shy girl go?” Just like that my after sex glow vanishes.

  “She grew up when she got abandoned by her best friend, not that you would know.” I snap at him. Getting up from the bed, I grab the first piece of clothing I can find, which just so happens to be his t-shirt. Ignoring the hurt expression on his face, I pull the top on and head towards my kitchen before he can try and stop me.

  “Luce… baby girl. I… I’m sorry ok?” He shouts from my bedroom. I can hear him shuffling about.