by Addison Jane
“I am… how do you know the others weren’t, too?”
He pauses, his eyebrow lifting up deep in thought as his muscles stiffen completely again. “Shit! My whole life, my mission, everything could be a lie… not just you?”
Sighing, I cuddle into his side and bring my hand up to his face caressing his cheek to try and comfort him.
“Maybe I’ve let myself become content. I’ve never asked questions, and because of that, I’ve let the dark consume me. I am the darkness.”
I turn to him, looking deep into his eyes and half smiles. “Then let me be your light.”
He stares back at me as my hand continues to caress his cheek, sparks fly off us in all directions heating up the cold night air. The chemistry between us is scorching, and I know there’s more between us than neighbors, there is more here than a protector and a target.
There’s more. We’re more.
I want… I need… more.
“Lily…” His voice is barely a murmur. The strain in his voice shows he’s trying to hold back but is struggling.
“Kace, let me be your home. Let me be the light you need to find your strength. Find your light in me.”
He clenches his eyes tight like he’s fighting an inward battle. I turn my body to his and run my hand from his cheek into the back of his hair, tugging it slightly as my other hand runs around his waist and up the back of his shirt, feeling the hard muscles of his back. A low throaty growl echoes through the small confines of the lighthouse, as I push my hips forward feeling his erection pressing through his jeans. He wants this, he just needs to surrender. They’re not going to find us, not tonight. It’s okay for him to stop being a protector and be a lover instead.
“Kace, look at me,” I demand.
His eyes flick open, and he stares right at me. His gaze is intense, full of want and need. I lean forward slowly pressing my lips to the edge of his mouth. Not kissing his lips full on, but just the tips to tease. He groans and wraps his arms around my body holding me to him. His resolve, definitely weakening.
“Let go, Kace. They’re not coming tonight. Let go of the dark, come into the light with me.”
He groans as I press my lips to the edge of his mouth again, his hips rock into mine. Suddenly, his hand runs through my hair, gripping it, not tight but enough to maneuver my head. He pulls me back and forces his lips to mine. A slight smile creeps across my lips as I kiss him back, a tingle spreading through my body at the spark emanating from the intense kiss. His tongue dances with mine as I moan into his mouth while kissing him passionately. Being with Kace is all I’ve wanted for so long, and this feels completely natural and right.
His free hand moves to my hip running under my sweater onto my skin. Fingers dig into my flesh as he stakes a claim while holding me tightly to him. He turns us, pushing me back up against the railing by the window and I whimper into his mouth. He’s being a little rough, but fuck I kinda like it.
My leg instinctively runs up his thigh and wraps around his waist, drawing his hips closer to mine. We both moan into each other’s mouths as he grinds his erection into my pussy. My hand moves from his back down to the hem of his shirt and I begin to lift it up. He doesn’t fight me and pulls back helping to lift it over his head. My eyes automatically drop down to view the Adonis body—those chiseled abs, his strong chest, and that perfect V. I lick my lips as he moves back in grabbing my sweater and shirt at the same time, lifting them both with ease up and over my head leaving me in a lacy white bra. He flares his nostrils and swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down harshly as he looks down at my body.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he murmurs grabbing my hand and pulling me with him. I’m forced away from the railing as he captures me and we fall to the floor on top of the painter’s blankets. He grabs the back of my head stopping it from hitting the floor as I giggle at his strength and force. He’s so strong I couldn’t fight him even if I wanted to.
I’m on my back, and he’s to my right on his side looking down at me as we both breathe heavily. His finger runs from the base of my neck down the center of my body causing goose bumps to litter my skin while he looks to me in adoration. His finger reaches my jeans, and he pops open the button and unzips as I begin breathing so fast I feel like I’m hyperventilating.
He knows how to slow things down but speed up my heart in the process, which is running at a million miles an hour. His hands run to the sides of my jeans, he starts to pull them down, and I lift my ass up to help him shuffle them off. He tugs them off with my sneakers, pulling my foot up to kiss my toes. I giggle slightly and swallow hard as he moves back beside me trailing his fingers up my thigh, past my stomach with his hand settling on my breast. Tingles shoot through me as I push my chest up higher needing his touch. He firmly squeezes my breast as his face comes down, his lips connecting with my neck. While he pulls my bra down, he nips and sucks at my skin, then rolls my taut bud through his fingers, teasing me, delicately slowly.
Clenching my eyes shut, my fingers dig into the tartan—encrusted with paint—blanket as I arch my back off the wool. His teeth graze along my skin while his free hand skates under my back, releasing the clip and freeing my breasts from their confines. He pulls the bra off, and it falls to the side as he moves his mouth to my nipple, sucking it in harshly. I pant as his hand trails down my stomach heading south. My teeth draw my bottom lip into my mouth as I clench down, while undeniable lust surges through me.
I want Kace, there’s no doubting that. But I will let him take this slow, I will let us have tonight, because who knows when or if we’ll have this chance again once day breaks.
His hand skims under my panties, and I raise my hips arching into his touch. He clamps his teeth down on my nipple, and I moan out in delight as his finger reaches out for my clit.
Knowing we’re on the run, knowing our time together could be limited. All these sensations are swarming through my body. The spark, the connection between us is definitely mutual, not to mention the undeniable amount of chemistry we have going on. Kace is an enigma, and I want to be the missing piece to his broken puzzle.
His finger presses hard on my clit. My body close to exploding as his teeth graze my pebbled nipple sending a shock wave of euphoria through me. He’s a master, and I don’t want this to ever stop. His finger circles on my clit, working me higher and higher as his tongue assaults my nipple over and over. My head falls back to the floor as I clench my eyes shut in utter pleasure, rocking my pussy against his hand.
He moves his finger from my clit momentarily leaving me wanting. His hand pulls my panties down further, and I shuffle with him to help as he flicks them off leaving me completely naked. I’m unashamed and completely turned on as his hand moves back to my pussy. My legs fall open wider, and he slides two fingers up my silky wetness then moves them inside me. I arch my back with a pant as he works his magic. His lips trail hard kisses up my neck as his teeth graze my goose bumped skin. His thumb shifts to my clit as he moves in a thrust-circle-thrust action on my pussy and the pressure of his lips and fingers is too much. Even with the chill in the night air, heat washes over my body, sending a mist of sweat over my skin. My back curves off the blanket as my heart races frantically and I struggle for breath.
Then it hits with such force that I gasp and shudder moaning out loud. “Kace!” I scream out his name, just like I did the first time he caused me to climax. The feathering of his beard tickles along my neck as he kisses me lightly bringing me down slowly from my intense high.
“I wasn’t kidding when I said I could get used to hearing you screaming out my name. It really turns me on,” he says.
I open my eyes, hazy with the afterglow, and bring my hand to his cheek caressing it tenderly.
“Then how about we take this a step further so I can hear you scream my name?” I ask brashly.
His eyes light up, and he swallows hard like he’s torn. “I-I didn’t think this would happen on the run, I don’t have any protection.” His face is har
d like he’s so annoyed with himself that this won’t happen for us now.
Smiling, I caress his face and lean up kissing him briefly and then pull back moving my hand to his jeans starting to undo them. He furrows his brows and shakes his head slightly.
“What?...” he questions looking confused.
“I have the depo injection. Had my last one a month ago. I’m not due for another for two months, Kace. It’s safe,” I tell him.
His eyes shine, but he chews his bottom lip. “You want to do this bareback?” he asks for clarification.
Smiling, my fingers trail across his cheek. “I need you, Kace. I need to give you all of me. I want to give you all of me.”
He takes in a deep breath and flares his nostrils like a wave of something is flashing through his mind. I don’t have time to think of what before his lips crash to mine. My hands run up into his hair, and I lay back completely as he shuffles out of his pants leaving him naked and quivering on top of me.
If I didn’t know better, I’d think he was nervous.
But this is Kace Colt.
Having sex wouldn’t make him nervous, would it?
He’s a spy for crying out loud.
I think this is just emotional for both of us, and he’s feeling the pull toward the light. Finally, I’m helping free his demons, and I’m so glad to be the one to do it.
He hovers over me and feeling his cock against me makes me realize how huge he is. Sure I’ve felt it through his pants before, but I’ve never taken in how big he actually is, until now. My legs part wider allowing him to sink completely between them. One of his hands moves to my side holding him up, the other reaches out for mine. He grabs hold of my wrist and pins it beside my head holding it firmly in place. I chew on my lip liking his little bit of dominance which only heightens my excitement.
He leans down kissing my lips softly in contrast to the harsh grasp he has on my wrist, and I love that he can be both caring and dominant at the same time. Kace is amazing in every sense of the word. He’s wrapping me up in a bubble of euphoria, and I never want it to burst.
The tip of his cock nudges at my opening, his tongue dances with mine, and as I move my hips up slightly taking him inside me fractionally, he moves down, rocking, easing in gently to let me adjust to his size. As I stretch around him, the pleasure of him moving inside me hits us both at the same time. We moan together as he slides inside me fully, our hips meeting each other for the first time. Feeling him skin to skin is more than I thought it would be, and I almost feel like I want to break down and weep, it’s that freaking good.
His hand on my wrist clenches tighter as we move together. He withdraws and moves back in starting to push and pull a little faster. Our kiss is feverish, my free hand clenches his hair tightly pulling his face to mine harder. I need to feel him completely, so my legs wrap around his waist, pulling him deeper. He moans into my mouth letting me know he likes this new position and we continue to move together, rocking back and forth, striving and climbing for our releases.
He thrusts in just the right spot knowing full well what he’s doing. Thrusting again, in out, in out. A perfect rhythm. Our bodies moving together in synchronous harmony while misting with beads of sweat as we kiss with a hungry need. The passion is overflowing, and I’ve never felt more connected to anyone. The sparks erupting from us could burn down this lighthouse and set the sea ablaze as we smolder in our own inferno.
My body ignites in an insatiable fire, and the heat becomes too much to bear. I need air, so I break the kiss. He seems to understand moving his lips to my neck, nipping, sucking, and biting as we continue to move. I clench my eyes tight. Flashes of light strobe behind my closed eyelids as fog invades my brain. My chest heaves as my heart races frantically and my body quivers. Kace has me right on the edge.
He thrusts deeply hitting the perfect spot, his hand moves from my wrist up, lacing our fingers together holding my hand and it’s my undoing. My muscles tense and everything fades to black, then explodes like a Fourth of July fireworks extravaganza. Flashes of light parade behind my eyes like never before as our fingers intertwine firmly. My body shudders and I moan so loudly I’m sure the fishermen at sea can hear me.
“Oh God, Kace,” I pant breathlessly as my pussy clenches tightening around his cock.
He moans tensing and jolting slightly as his mouth crashes back to mine devouring me. Pausing, he tenses his muscles completely and then unloads with such force I can feel him emptying inside of me. We both pant as we break the kiss and rest our foreheads against each other’s.
Opening our eyes, we stare into each other’s souls. Something clicks, everything collides and pivots, and anything dangerous in the world fades away into a perfect bliss.
It’s just Kace and me. Here and now. And everything is delightfully perfect.
After our incredible connection, we fell asleep in each other’s arms. Sleeping next to Kace, wrapped by his body, made it seem like there was not a problem in the world. No one was after us. The world wasn’t flawed and corrupted. And I wasn’t going to possibly die at the hands of his friends. None of that existed. It was just us, in our bubble, and I’m relishing in it.
But now, in the light of morning, I know we have to face the world again and come back to reality. If the truth of the matter is I only get that one night with Kace, at least I have this beautiful memory. It was perfect. It was romantic, and even though walls are still up between us, we broke a few down last night. Being with him might be scary, dangerous and well, let’s face it—life threatening, but it feels right. I might be his light, but he is my fire. And I burn for him.
We’re back in the painter’s van and on the move. I’m sore, I’m tired, I’m hungry as hell, and my glow from last night is wearing thin because I know that last night probably won’t happen again, not unless we can figure out what the hell is going on.
“So, any idea on where we’re headed now?” I ask as he drives down a long highway.
“I’m thinking we head to an asset. Talk to them about what they might know. See if we can start to put the pieces together?”
Nodding, I sink into the seat. “And you think we can trust them?”
He looks at me and exhales then turns back to face the road. “I don’t know. But we don’t have many other options, Lily.”
Swallowing hard, I nod again and chew on my bottom lip.
If his own men can turn against him, how can we trust anyone else?
We’ve been driving through the countryside for a little while now, and I’m wondering just where this asset lives as we turn off the main highway and head down a winding dirt road. Tall Elm trees line the sides of the road glistening in the Autumn sunlight, sending a dark shadow over the road we travel. It feels ominous like we’re heading into our demise. But that could just be my mind playing tricks on me, or the fact that now I have something I want to keep and I’m scared of losing it. Either way, the road ahead looks dark, and I’m worried about the asset and the truth they hold, but more importantly, which side they are on.
A house comes into view at the end of the road, and I sit up taller in my seat taking in the log-style cabin as we approach. Pulling into the driveway, the front porch sings of country style America—apple pie and knitting spring to mind. It settles my nerves slightly.
Kace parks the van and turns to look at me. “Stay by my side at all times. Okay?”
My nerves are definitely not settled anymore.
“Okay,” I simply murmur.
We hop out of the van and Kace is by my side in an instant. He looks at the door and moves me behind him. I furrow my brows wondering what he’s doing when suddenly the front door flies open and a loud bang echoes through the quiet surroundings. A patch of dirt flies up in front of Kace’s feet like something just pounded right into it. It takes me a second to register.
“Yana, it’s Kace,” he yells raising his hands in the air in a surrender motion. It’s only now I look up to see a woman, a stunning woman with jet
black hair standing before us holding a rifle. The loud bang and the ground shifting must have been her shooting at us.
Shit! We’re not safe here either!
I reach forward grabbing hold of Kace’s bicep for comfort, and he tenses sensing my fear.
“It’s okay, Lily.”
“Zalupa! I could have killed you!” Her Russian twang doesn’t go unnoticed by me as she lowers the rifle and steps off the porch toward us with a smile. “Kace, my old friend. It’s been a while, da?” she states coming up to us with her hands stretched out.
Kace smirks and drops his arms with a nod. He steps forward forcing my hand to detach from his bicep as he reaches forward taking Yana into his grip. They hug, and she runs her hands up and down his back a little too familiarly for my liking.
That’s not how friends hug.
She’s stunning, and I don’t mean a little bit, I mean swimsuit model, Miss World, Vogue magazine type of goddamn stunning. She oozes sex appeal with her curvy body, hair as black as ink and bright red lips. She even has a beauty mole just above her top lip. She’s ridiculous. I’m sure she isn’t even real in all the right places if you know what I mean? Scowling slightly as they hug for a little too long, I clear my throat making them break apart.
“Shit! Sorry. Yana, this is Lily. Lily, Yana. She’s Russian. Don’t hold that against her,” Kace says with a chuckle. Yana scoffs and slaps his chest like it’s an old joke between them. Jealousy rears its ugly head, and I want to break all her fingers for touching his chest.
I’m his puzzle piece, his light, not you!
“Da. I might be Russian, Kace, but I can still kick your zhopa!”
“Doubtful. I’d never let you near my ass, Yana.”
She laughs a belly laugh and rolls her eyes. “Da, this is true. Come. I must know why you’re here,” she says turning and walking toward the cabin.
Kace spins to look at me and smiles. I swallow hard and fake a smile back at him. Something about me doesn’t trust Yana. I know they’re obviously good friends and all, but something about her irks me.
