Desired (Restless Nights)

by Brenton, Mila Elizabeth

  ****

  My phone dinged with a new email. My brows furrowed at the message from Cam saying I had a photo shoot in Oakland in the morning. I had only been on the much needed vacation he spoke of for four days. It was cutting my two weeks off pretty damn short. Plus the photographer was one I had never worked with let alone heard of. With suspicion guiding my judgment I went in search of Lucca in the living room.

  “What’s wrong?” he asked as soon as he looked at me.

  “Cam emailed me… saying I have a job tomorrow morning. Something doesn’t seem right he cleared my schedule for the next week and a half. Why would he go and set up a shoot for tomorrow?”

  Lucca arched a brow. “He wouldn’t and if he had I am pretty sure he would have told me when I talked to him less than an hour ago.”

  “You talked to Cam?”

  Lucca smiled. “I did”

  “What did he want?”

  “He wanted see how we were getting along.”

  I smirked. “I don’t even want to know what you told him.”

  Lucca’s features became very serious. “I told we were getting along just fine, that you were waiting naked in bed for me, that we had spent most of our time naked and together.”

  I narrowed my eyes. “Again, I call you an ass. I am not buying an ounce of that. No matter how serious you try to look.”

  He chuckled. “Of course I didn’t say that to him. I did tell that we were getting along just fine. Now, can I read the email?”

  I nodded, and handed him my phone. Lucca handed me my phone back after viewing the email. “Call Cam, tell him someone hacked his email.”

  Lucca pulled his own phone from his pocket and stepped out of the living room.

  “Hey, Kenzi, I hear you and Luc are playing nice.” Cam’s bright voice greeted me.

  “We are. How much did he tell you?” I asked.

  “Not much, besides I don’t want to know what the two of you are doing locked in a house together.”

  I laughed. “Okay well, I just got an email from you.”

  I explained the email to Cam and handed the phone to Lucca. John made his way into the living room and gestured for me to follow him into the kitchen. He pulled out a laptop, his fingers flew across the keys and he pulled up a video chat.

  “What do you need John?” the man on the screen asked.

  “I need you to work your hacker magic, Gene.”

  Chapter Eight: Luc

  Plans And Perfect Positions

  “It doesn’t make sense,” Kenzi said again as she paced the living room floor.

  I grabbed her hand and pulled her onto my lap. “I know you’re worried about Cam. But now we have something to go on.”

  Her brows furrowed. “At least he’s in New York.”

  I nodded. John was able to trace the email to Cam’s personal computer in his office. Which as much as the thought of her stalker being so close worried Kenzi, it was a good lead for us. There were only a handful of people who had accesses to Cam’s office.

  “Cam’s safe, and so are you. We’re getting close now.”

  She sighed. “I think I should take the job. Pretend like I don’t know that it’s not real and we go there. Whoever is doing this will be there.”

  “No. No way, Kenz.” My voice was hard. “It is too dangerous.”

  She adjusted so she could lock her gaze with mine; her eyes were a little hard. “It’s perfect actually. With you and John there, what could go wrong?”

  I sighed. “I have a better plan,” I told her. “I will go and see who shows up. You don’t have to actually be there.”

  She rolled her eyes. “Do you honestly think whoever planned this isn’t going to watch and see who shows up before they show themselves?”

  I grinned at her. “Nope, that’s why Vincent and Gene are already watching the warehouse.”

  She arched a brow. “Then why do you need to go?”

  I grunted. “Because I intend to get some answers from this asshole.”

  “I don’t like this plan.” She was almost pouting.

  I brushed my thumb over her lower lip. “Don’t pout. This is the best option to keep you safe.”

  “I am not pouting,” she whined.

  I chuckled and stood, keeping her in my arms and heading down the hall towards her room. “What are you doing?” she squealed as I shifted her over my shoulder.

  Lightly slapping her ass, I answered, “The whining and pouting tells me it’s bed time.”

  She laughed, shaking her sculpted, jean clad ass. “What are we going to do when we get there?”

  “Are you wondering what your punishment for acting out will be?” I teased as I kicked her door shut and deposited her on the bed.

  “Mmmm, punish me, Lucca,” she purred.

  I arched a brow and knelt at the side of her bed. She sat up and smiled. I made quick work of relieving her of her jeans. She helped by pulling her top over her head and depositing it and her bra on the floor next to her jeans and panties. My hands greedily moved over the silky skin of her thighs, while my eyes took in every inch of her bare skin. She was a naked goddess and I was happily kneeling at her feet. She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth.

  “You’re making me nervous,” she whispered. My gaze lifted from her lips to her eyes.

  “Why would you ever feel nervous around me? Kenz, you are perfect and gorgeous. Since when have you ever felt nervous in front of me?”

  It was ridiculous and I had to hold back a chuckle at the thought. Wrapping my arms around her waist I pulled her close and laid my head against her flat, toned stomach. Her fingers ran through my short hair, her nails lightly scrapping against my scalp.

  I felt her relax in my arms. I shifted my face to press my lips against her tummy down to her hip and along her thigh. Pulling her to dangle on the edge of the mattress I ran my hands up her sides to eventually cup her breasts. Leaning forward I took one perfect pink nipple in my mouth, while my finger and thumb worried the other. She moaned softly as I nipped her bud, kissed it softly and showered the same attention on her other pert nipple. Sliding my hand lower to cup her mound, I slid two fingers deep inside of her. Her tight sheath squeezed my fingers and her hips lifted slightly as I raked my finger down her slick inner walls then thrust them deep inside of her. Trailing my tongue down her flat tummy, I settled my mouth upon her. Striking out with my tongue flat against her moist folds I took a long languid stroke from where my fingers worked her to her swollen pearl.

  I groaned against her heated flesh. “You taste too good, Kenz.” Pulling my fingers free, I replaced them with my mouth. Gently, I pushed the pointed tip of my tongue inside of her. Her soft whimpers and the brief jerking of her hips spurred me forward. Urging me to lap up every drop of pleasure her body released for me. Continuing to thrust my tongue I flicked against her clit with my thumb.

  “Lucca,” she moaned.

  I pulled back, blowing against her heated flesh. “Still nervous?” I asked emphasizing the question with one long sweep against her wet folds.

  “No, I never should have been.”

  I chuckled. “Especially not after what we did on the beach or in the shower.”

  “Only you, Lucca,” she said breathlessly as I nuzzled against her folds.

  I pulled back to look at her. “Really?”

  She nodded, her lids dropping as I put my fingers back to work thrusting inside of her.

  “I’ve never wanted another man to touch me like that. I’ve never felt comfortable enough to let another man touch me like that.”

  My mouth captured hers. Something primal in me purred at the knowledge that there were still things that only she and I shared.

  “It’s my turn Lucca.”

  “You want me to stop,” I asked as I pulled my fingers free of her, but still stroked her tenderly.

  Shaking her head she pulled her feet to the edge of the bed and pushed back lying on her side she arched a brow and I stripped off my clothes. Knowing
what she wanted, as if no time had passed. I recognized the position she was lying in and the look in her eyes.

  Taking my position on my side in front of her she lifted one leg to allow me access once again as she grasped my cock and licked me from base to tip. It was hard to focus my thoughts as she took as much of my cock as her warm mouth would allow. Her fingers massaged my balls as her mouth suckled, her tongues teased and her teeth smoothly grazed my hard length. My hips began to thrust, pumping into her talented little mouth with no thought on my part.

  “My God, Kenz,” the fingers of my one hand threaded through her velvety, blonde tresses while my tongue went to work on her clit, there was no way I could take this much longer and there was no way I was going to finish before her. “Fuck that feels amazing.”

  Chapter Nine: Mackenzie

  Pleasures Of The Past

  I hummed my approval, my mouth hadn’t been filled and satisfied like this since the day I’d left for San Francisco. Since the last time I’d had his perfect cock between my lips. It was hard to control myself as his tongue worked feverishly against my swollen pearl of nerves. In all actuality I would have been drenched just from giving him oral. His groans of approval and the way he held my hair and pumped into my mouth had waves of pleasure crashing over my every nerve ending. I tried like hell to hold back my orgasm to make sure he released his pleasure, but one final thrust of his tongue and pinch of my clit had flames of ecstasy whipping and licking through me.

  “Lucca,” my scream of his name was garbled by his cock twitching and jerking in my mouth as he found his release. His hot pleasure filled my mouth and I moaned as the familiar taste of him coated my taste buds and flooded down my throat.

  ****

  My body was relaxed, the sound of Lucca’s deep breathing should have lolled me to sleep. If not his breathing and steady heartbeat thumping beneath my ear, the late hour should have sent me to a deep dreamscape. However my mind wouldn’t stop long enough for the sandman to pay me a visit. If I wasn’t pondering over the past four days and finding Lucca as a valid part of my life once again, it was nerves over him heading to the warehouse without me. I glanced at the clock, three hours. In three hours Lucca would be headed out to catch my stalker. The thought that someone bothered to stalk me was beyond ridiculous. Lucca rolled, our bodies intertwined he ended up pulling me fully on top of him.

  “You need to sleep, Kenz,” he murmured groggily. Not opening his eyes, he dragged me further up his body and I tucked my face into the crook of his neck. He stroked my hair softly. “What’s keeping you awake?”

  “A busy brain,” I said with as much of a shrug as I could manage while locked me in his arms.

  “Are you worried about tomorrow still?”

  “Sure… I mean, I feel like everything is in place. I am in your arms, you’re in my bed and I don’t want to lose that again.”

  He adjusted us, so we were on our sides. He pulled back enough that I could see his eyes from the moonlight that filtered in through the open bathroom door.

  “You’re not getting rid of me that easily. Nothing is going to happen tomorrow, other than us capturing the person harassing you.”

  I licked my lips and nuzzled my face back into the crook of his neck. “Get some sleep, Lucca. I want you at your best tomorrow.”

  He pressed a half kiss to my cheek and soon fell back into that deep sleep he’d been in only moments before.

  I snuggled deeper into his embrace, my mind still wandering as I closed my eyes. I couldn’t help but feel like this was a surreal moment and that something was destined to come between us again. My mind drifted to the first time I saw Lucca. It was my freshman year and he was a junior. He was on the varsity football team, and the junior class president. Cam and I were new that year, mom having moved us again, because she couldn’t keep her head out of the bottle to keep a job. She had burned all her contacts and opportunities in our former area of Sacramento.

  Cam joined the football team. Lucca and he became fast friends. Lucca never cared that we weren’t well off, he never cared that we lived in a little house in a not so great part of town. He was a good man then and a good man now. It seemed unbelievable that he forgave and accepted me back so easily. It was an opportunity I would not take for granted and I would fight for us just as I told him. All though I had to admit that coming face to face with Derek Blackwell was not something I was excited about. The man was cold and intimidating, but for Lucca I would take on the Hounds of Hell, he was worth it.

  I don’t know when sleep finally took me, but my dreams were perfect as I relived parts of my past.

  The lake stretched out in front of us. Cam was off on the jet ski, while Lucca and I soaked up the sun.

  My eyes were closed to the bright rays, but they cracked as a shadow fell across my face. Lucca was back lit by warm yellow rays as he reached down and pulled me up into his arms and then over his shoulder.

  “Lucca, don’t you dare!” I had shrieked as he made his way to the water.

  He laughed with impish intent as the water reached past his waist.

  “You have a choice Kenz… I can throw you in the water or I can set you in the water.”

  “What will make your decision?” I asked.

  “It depends on how nice you are to me for the next thirty seconds”

  I smirked, though he couldn’t see it, and reached down slapping his ass. “Is that nice enough?”

  Lucca laughed, the deep, warm sound sent shivers through my body. It was a sound I loved to hear. He adjusted me and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I cupped his face and kissed him tenderly.

  When he pulled back he smiled at me. Little dimples forming on his gorgeous sun kissed face.

  “I love you, Mackenzie”

  It was the first time he told me he loved me and it was the first time all the negative pieces in my life seemed to no longer matter. They drifted away on the summer breeze and I felt light and loved for the first time in my life.

  Chapter Ten: Luc

  Confrontation and Devious Plans

  Kenzi was still sleeping with a soft smile gracing her face when I got up to get ready to head off to the warehouse. I sighed, not wanting to leave her. I leaned over to press a gentle kiss to her forehead. Her arms reached out to circle my neck an adorable whimper left her soft lips as she pulled me back to her.

  “No,” she whispered. “Stay.”

  I smiled and kissed her lips tenderly. “I have to go, Kenz.”

  “No,” she said again her voice a little louder this time. “Ten more minutes.”

  I chuckled and let her pull me back to the bed, I drew her into my arms. She was torturing me as her naked body wrapped around me.

  She smiled. “I love that sound.”

  I rubbed her back and waited until her breathing deepened. Once I was sure she was asleep again I slipped from her arms and pulled the covers back over her.

  “I love you, Kenz.”

  I moved quietly from the room, closing the door silently behind me.

  John was in the kitchen a fresh cup of coffee in hand. He smirked as he looked to the clock. “You’re running late.”

  “She’s not easy to leave… especially when she’s in bed na—nevermind.”

  John chuckled. “I bet. So much for her just being a client.”

  “She’s always been everything, even when she left I was never actually mad at her. I love her to much to hold anger. I can’t believe I lost five years with her because of my prick father.”

  John nodded. “Well, as soon as you get to that warehouse and find this bastard, you guys can make up for the lost time.”

  I arched a brow. “I have a phone call to make as well.”

  “Give him hell, Luc.”

  ****

  The phone rang and I waited to hear the deep voice that dripped with condescending superiority.

  “Lucas, I am surprised to see you calling me.”

  “Hello father,” I said coldly.

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p; “I recognize that tone, tell me Lucas what unimaginable wrong have I done now?”

  “I am on a job,” I stated. “Have you been watching the news? A model was attacked outside a club in San Francisco last week.”

  I was met with silence so I continued. “You might recognize the name Mackenzie Night?”

  “Sure, she’s the one they call America’s Sweetheart. What does this have to do with that tone in your voice?”

  I scoffed. “Do you really not realize who she is? Did you hate her so much that her name doesn’t even tickle at your memory? Well let me help you, she’s the woman I’ve loved for the past seven years, the one I planned to marry, the one who broke my heart when she left. The one who left because of you! You threatened her and as a result of that she ran off along with her brother, Cameron. Do you remember her now?”

  “What’s the point of this conversation Lucas?” he asked, sounding bored.

  “You’re not going to deny it?” I asked angrily.

  “Why would I? I did tell the girl to leave you. She wasn’t good enough for this family and I will take credit for what has come of her. I assume the hundred dollars I threw at her was what paid for her gas to San Francisco, she has a career now.”

  “You are a piece of work. I won’t let her go again, and this conversation is over.”

  “Just because she has a career in modeling doesn’t change anything. She still doesn’t fit into this family, Lucas, and she won’t be accepted into it.” His voice was icy but he never raised it, he was detached as he spoke of cutting me out of my family.