Love's Hot

by Karen Deen

  I roll onto my back and lay myself out on the bed. His eyes are taking the time to scan every inch of me. Not rushing. I can feel him even though he’s not touching me anywhere. His stare just makes my body tingle to the point it’s longing for him again. My hands start to run over my own body. I need relief and he isn’t going to give me any yet.

  “Oh, you think you can do a better job than me, do you, Red?” I still at his words. “Don’t stop now. You want to give me a show then by all means let’s make it worth my while. I want you to strip off that good girl and bring out my vixen nice and slowly. Show me how you pleasure yourself when you think of me. You’ve been thinking of me haven’t you, Red, making yourself all wet and needy?” It’s like he’s my puppet master. I feel my hands doing as he requests. Slowly slipping my top up over my head. About to drop it to the floor, he holds his hand out.

  “This is the present you bought for me, it’s mine now. Panties now.” He might be controlling this party, but I get to control the performance I’m giving. Instead of just lifting my ass and sliding them down, I swing my legs off the side of the bed and stand in front of him. His eyes watch me like a hawk. Slowly I turn my back to him. I glance at him over my shoulder as I run my hands down my sides and hook the underwear as I slowly bend at the waist. Pulling my panties down I hear his breath hitch and a low grunt as he stands with a full view of my naked body. Taking my time, I start to run my hands back up my legs when he stops me. His hand between my shoulder blades.

  “Don’t move, I like the view.” His hand slides down my back and the other joins in as they both rub over my naked ass. “I think you’re trying to flirt your little butt in front of me to see what happens, aren’t you? Have you forgotten I told you I decide what happens in the bedroom? I’m the one who takes all control, you do as you’re told. You let me bring you pleasure.”

  Kane has no concept how just his words bring me so much pleasure already. I start to let go of my brain overthinking. I want to let him be the man he needs to be with me.

  “You will stop pointing that ass in the air and get on your knees, Red. Facing me. Place your hands behind your back.” I don’t even hesitate, just drop to the floor. No man has ever managed to turn my thoughts off to the point I can only function on his words. All I want in this moment is to please him.

  “That perfect pouty mouth of yours never seems to stop moving. Let’s see what other talents you can use it for.” My legs are like jelly even though I’m on my knees. I look up at him. He looks so serious and in control. “No touching with your hands. I want you to take my cock in your mouth and suck me off. So far you have laid back and taken all the pleasure. Now it’s time for you to give me the pleasure and not be so greedy. Now open wide, Red. You already know I’m not small.”

  His hands slide through my hair and starts to guide me forward. I have been dreaming of tasting him all week. Before I take him all the way in, I run my tongue from his ball sack all the way to the purple bulging head, tracing along the vein that runs the underside of his cock. It has the desired effect of him shuddering and me moaning as I slide my open mouth all the way to his base. I relax my gag reflex to get to the bottom, sucking nice and hard as I slide back off it. That one suck has him pulling harder on my hair and pushing me forward again.

  “That’s right, Red, just like that. Suck me just like that last one. Nice and hard, taking every fucking inch I give you. Don’t you gag, will you? You be my dirty little girl, suck me until you swallow every drop I’m about to give you.”

  Yes, Kane. God yes!

  Fuck my mouth. Claim another part of me.

  As his thrusts are getting quicker and harder, I feel him growing bigger. I’m not sure I can take much more without gagging as he plunges so deep. I’m so wet from letting Kane use my body, I can feel my own moisture running down my legs. I wish I could use my hands. I want to touch myself so badly. I need relief. I need to come. Just thinking about it has me moaning around his cock which seems to please him even more. It only takes a few more big thrusts and I feel him burying at the back of my throat all the come that’s mine. I dragged that from him, I want to swallow every dirty little drop.

  No one has ever fucked my mouth like that before, purely for his pleasure knowing that he is pleasuring me too.

  Taking that last mouthful, I flop my backside down onto my heels and look up to the man who owns my body.

  “What the fuck are you doing to me, Lilly? This can’t happen, yet here you are at my feet. Fuck!” With one swift movement he picks me up and places me back on his bed like it’s made for me.

  Confusion is written over both our faces as we navigate through what the hell is happening between us.

  For as much as this can’t happen, I’m not sure either of us know how to stop it.

  10

  Kane

  COULD LILLY BE ANY sexier than she is right now? On her knees for me. Her blonde hair falling over her shoulders, partially covering her perfect tits. Her lips all plump, a deep red from being worked hard by my cock. Her eyes have light dancing in them from the sexual energy that her body is full of, waiting for its next release.

  I almost want to take a picture to savor this moment, so I never forget this feeling. The feeling of power but in the most sensual way. The kind of power that makes me want to do irrational things. Stupid thoughts are dancing around in my head of how I can have Lilly again and ways I want to give her the immense pleasure she deserves. I can’t be thinking of any future with her, but my body is not on the same wavelength as my head.

  I’m overtaken by a strong feeling of wanting to care for her. In more ways than one. Leaning down, I take her in my arms and place her in my bed. I need to satisfy her needs and take the ache away that I created. My need to dominate her is subsiding and beneath me I see the body of an intelligent, sensual woman who tonight saw me. Really saw me and the distress I was feeling. She cared enough to come back and distract me in the most perfect way.

  I run my thumb over her swollen lips and show her just how much her actions tonight mean to me. Kissing her neck and then working my way towards her mouth, I hear her breath starting to quicken.

  “Thank you,” I whisper as I take her lips. Kissing her ever so gently. Nothing like she has had with me yet. I’ve not let her see the vulnerable me. No one gets to see that man. He is on lockdown but somehow Lilly has managed to scale those walls and expose part of the real me.

  “This is for you.” I slowly ease into her and feel her body clamp down tightly around my dick, feeling every single inch of me touching her skin. My brain snaps to attention realizing I haven’t put another condom on.

  Trying to pull back, Lilly wraps her legs around me and squeezes tight.

  “No, please stay. I’m on the pill and clean. Please, Kane, you feel amazing. I’ve never felt skin to skin before. You’re the only one I can trust to do this with.” Fuck this woman is killing my restraint.

  “I will never lie to you, Lilly, ever. I’m clean and can tell you I’ve never gone bareback before.” Giving another slow pump in and out, we both moan. “I’m not sure I’ll be able to go back to condoms after this. Jesus, Lil, so damn good.” I’m into a perfect motion that is taking us higher and higher but also taking our feelings on a rollercoaster ride that we didn’t quite sign up for.

  We continue to pleasure each other in ways I’ve been missing out on up to now. Until the point we’re both spent after coming together and screaming down the walls. The orgasms are intense and linger with aftershocks for us both. Hands down, best sex ever. So gentle and soft yet even better than all the dominate sex I’ve had with Lilly so far. Sweet and slow is more powerful than just sex. I don’t know why, but whatever is the reason, neither of us are ready for it.

  Spent and confused, I fall to the bed beside her. How do I get past whatever that was? I don’t have time to think before she has propped herself on her elbow. Pulling the sheet up, I cover her body just so she feels a little more comfortable. Well, that’s w
hat I’m telling myself anyway. It’s not so I stop getting distracted by her tits.

  Her look is one of worry.

  “Do you want to talk about your day? I’m a good listener…well, sometimes.” Lilly lets out a soft giggle.

  “I can’t imagine you as the listener, Lilly. I reckon you would always be the talker in any relationship.” Laughing at her, she just pokes her tongue out at me like a bratty child.

  “Well, that’s okay then because this isn’t a relationship so then we’re fine. Now spill the beans, mister. You need to get something off your chest.”

  What is it about this woman that captivates me?

  One moment she’s at my feet submitting to my demands and the next minute she’s here in total control of me where I can’t seem to say no to her.

  “My job is not your average job, Lil. Some days are just harder than others. That’s all. Now tell me about your week?”

  “Ah, ah, ah, I don’t think so.” She waves her finger at me. “Nice try at changing the subject. I also know a brush-off when I hear it. Now start again and tell me what’s eating at you today? What’s sitting heavy on your chest?” Her voice softens as she finishes her sentence.

  I want to tell her so many things are sitting on my chest and on my shoulders with my head full of visions no one should have to see day after day.

  “I can’t talk about my cases, Lilly, you know that.” Maybe I can convince her it’s all confidential and she’ll let it go.

  “Kane,” is all she says. But in the tone my mom would use when I was about to get in trouble if I didn’t move my butt and get into bed. The stop-stalling voice of a woman that you know means get started or world war three is about to erupt.

  Looking at her beautiful face that has never been touched by darkness, I know I can’t look at her while I talk.

  “Come and lay with me. I need you close.” She knows exactly what I need. Having her snuggle into my side and head on my chest, I wrap my arms around her. A feeling I wish my life would allow me to get used to.

  Her hand lies on my chest, slowly moving up and down in a soothing motion. I could lay here all night like this, but I know she won’t let me stay silent for much longer.

  “I can’t talk specifics, but I have a case of a missing woman that’s really bugging me. Unfortunately, missing people only usually become my case when they suspect they’re already dead. There is something wrong sitting in my gut about this one, though. I don’t know what yet, there’s just something not right.” I know my heartbeat is a little elevated. As soon as I start to think of the case it happens.

  “Do you get feelings like this on all your cases?” Her body doesn’t move, she just lies there waiting for me to answer.

  “Not always but sometimes. When I do, I’m usually right. That’s what is freaking me out this time. The victim is a woman who disappeared on a blind internet date.” I hear Lilly gasp quietly.

  “She was stupid. She didn’t give anyone the details of who he was, where they were meeting or when. She was gone two days before anyone reported her missing when she didn’t show up to work. Why the fuck was she so careless? I thought every woman these days would know how careful they have to be with their own safety. Now I can’t fucking find her and bring her home to her family. There is something missing in the puzzle and it’s driving me crazy.” I can feel the anger starting to rise.

  “Maybe she doesn’t have any friends she can confide in?” While she’s trying to calm me down, I feel a sudden urge to make sure she’s always protected.

  I tilt her head so I can stare straight into her eyes.

  “Promise me, Lilly, you won’t use online apps for dates. Promise me you will never take such a dangerous risk. I can’t bear to think of you out there with some random guy, so vulnerable to getting hurt. Promise me.” Her hand is still stroking me, trying to soothe me.

  “I know it’s a lot to ask of you when you’re not mine, but I care about you and want you treated right. No matter where you meet a guy, if you decide to go on a date, please use me as your safe person. Text me his name, a picture is even better and the details of where you’re going. Promise me you will do that.” I can’t help but feel like there is a knife stabbing in my chest thinking of her dating anyone but me. Reality is, though, I can’t offer what she’ll need so I have to accept she will date other men. None of them will ever be good enough for her, but at least if I have a name and picture, I can run them through our database before she even leaves home. Not that she’ll agree to that but what she doesn’t know, won’t hurt her.

  “Kane, you need to relax. Don’t worry about me. I can protect myself.” Her eyes plead with me to believe her. “I know how to give a good swift knee in the balls.”

  “For fuck’s sake, this isn’t a joke. Women are being abducted, raped and killed every single day, while going on blind internet dates. I don’t want you becoming one of those statistics. Do you hear me?”

  I’m sorry I’m scaring her, but I need her to understand the severity of this.

  “I’m sorry, Kane, I know it’s serious. I wasn’t making a joke. I was just trying to calm you down. It’s okay, I’m always careful but if it makes you feel better, if there is ever a time I’m worried, I’ll let you know.” There’s a puzzled look on her face when she realized she’s agreeing to call me before she goes on a date. I can’t work out why. She drops her head back down to my chest. Her eyes have lost a little of their sparkle.

  “Lil, what’s wrong?” There’s silence for a moment then her voice is a quiet whisper. It’s like everything I’ve said has sunk in.

  “Do you really think she’s already dead? Is there any hope?” She makes no attempt to look up at me which is good. I take a deep breath before I answer her the unfortunate truth.

  “There is always hope, beautiful. We never give up hope. It’s just each day the percentages of finding her alive get lower. But I never give up trying in any case. That’s why I do this job. To try to make a difference. Some days I just feel I’m getting nowhere, and I’m just treading water. Today is one of those days.” My arms wrap just a little tighter around her. We lay for a while just embracing the silence. There’s something about Lilly that is so calming to me. It makes no sense because from the outside you would say she is the least calm woman I know. Yet here in my arms she is so settled.

  “Kane?” Her quiet voice breaks the silence.

  “Yeah, baby?”

  “Can I ask you a personal question?”

  I smooth her hair as I run my hand over her head and down her back. “Even if I say no, I’ve got a feeling you’ll ask it anyway, so ask away.”

  Her quiet chuckle tells me I’m right. “Why don’t you do relationships? The real reason, not what you tell other people.”

  Shit, no one has asked me that before. I talk bullshit to people about how I like playing the field, but no one has ever pushed for the real reason behind that. There is something about Lilly that I know I can’t lie to her.

  “Wow, nothing like getting straight to the point. What makes you so sure what I tell people is not the real answer?”

  Lilly lifts her head and rests her chin on my chest, looking at me with prying eyes.

  “Stop trying to deflect again. Answer the question.” Her smile makes a part of me soften for this little fiery lady.

  “Lilly, my job is dangerous. Every day of my life I deal with the scum of the earth. That’s a choice I made a very long time ago. I put myself in danger and take risks. I can’t ask someone to deal with the consequences of my actions. I don’t want a wife or children to have to worry every day when I walk out my front door if I’m going to come home again that night. It’s just not fair to ask that of someone else.”

  I can see her processing what she’s heard and getting her answer ready. Her face tells me she is about to sprout a counter argument. I’m not sure I should be surprised that Lilly will have an opinion on this. Pretty sure she’ll have an opinion on everything in life.

 
; “Part of me admires you for being so selfless in caring for others and not wanting to hurt anyone. But I also think you’re being selfish. You’re making a decision for your future partner without even getting to a point that they have the chance to choose. There may be a woman out there who is totally prepared to put up with the fear she feels every day just to be able to spend the good hours of your life with you. The point is, you will never know because you will never give a relationship a chance to find out.”

  Man, this woman never holds back. She always shoots from both barrels.

  “No one wants to worry that the man they love is going to a job every day where he could die. That’s why half the force is either single, divorced or going crazy trying to balance their two lives.”

  By now she’s sitting upright next to me. I can see she’s winding up now.

  “But that’s where you’re wrong. Tonight, you came home, all stressed and distracted. Your cases are weighing you down. Yet looking at you now, lying back here in your bed, fully fucked, a sexy woman—aka me—sitting next to you. Your stress has left your body and you’re smiling and enjoying your night.” I love it when she has this cheeky little personality.

  “See, there are a few things wrong with that statement. I mean, the woman in my bed, I suppose she’s all right looking.” She whacks my arm and fake gasps holding her heart. “The other thing you got wrong is that I’m fully fucked. That is not even close to being true. There is so much more fucking to be had tonight. We haven’t even begun to take away my stress. In fact, I think I feel really stressed again right this minute. Maybe you can help relieve me?” I can’t help laughing and reaching out and grabbing Lilly. Pushing her down on the bed. I pin her down and start to tickle her. The conversation was getting too serious and I can’t do serious. I needed to break the moment.