Page 16 of Kane's Bounty
“Lena,” he warned. If she noticed the tenor of his voice or the anger and lust building within him, she gave no indication.
“I used the stones to tell him the future. He’ll be a very rich man from what I told him,” she finally said.
“So the guard knows about the stones too?”
She shook her head. “I keep them concealed when I read people’s futures. They just think I’m precognitive. Honestly, most people don’t believe my predictions anyway.”
“Then why do they ask?”
She shrugged. Even that little movement of her shoulders and the way it made her breasts bob up and down turned him on.
“At home, we are kind of a tradition. People would come and ask Grandma what they should do. She would tell them what she saw in their future and they could make plans. I told the guard his wife had a surprise for him one night. He came home to a big surprise party. The next day he asked me about his son. He was very casual about it, but I could tell he was worried about the boy. I saw the teen in real trouble with drugs. I told the guard where he could find his son and recommended he go quickly. The next day, I refused to help the guard with his questions about an investment. He continued to pester me and I continued to refuse. Three days later, he said if I helped him, he would help me.”
“He let you out?” Kane asked.
“He left the cell door ajar and I found a series of open doors. Once I was out of the jail, I borrowed the guard’s car.”
“Borrowed?”
He told me what kind of car he drove and left the keys inside. I read in the paper that the vehicle was recovered, so ‘borrowed’.”
“Amazing.”
“That I escaped?”
“That you can predict the future to such a degree and you would risk your life for the ability.”
He felt the shift in her attitude. Sorrow and doubt. “You don’t understand. The stones are my responsibility. I can no more relinquish them than you could not turn me in.”
He averted his eyes. “It’s my duty.”
“We all have our jobs to do, Kane.”
The arrival of room service ended the conversation. Kane tipped the server and closed the door. “Why don’t we eat and go for a walk?”
She nodded and tore a piece of pastry off before popping it in her mouth. A shiny bit of sugar remained on her bottom lip. If those stones were a magnet attracting the future, then Lena was a magnet attracting him. His body shifted forward of its own accord and leaned over her in the chair.
Her eyes were wide as she looked up at him, but she didn’t back away. He licked the sweetness from her lip and she gasped. As soon as her mouth opened, his tongue made the move inside. Lips and tongues battled and caressed with equal passion. She sighed against his mouth.
The sound and the feeling of her arousal had him hard and ready. He lifted her from the chair. She rested her wrists on his shoulders, keeping her sticky fingers away from his skin. Kane turned his head and sucked a sweet digit into his mouth. The sugar slid over his tongue as he wiped the pad clean. Her erotic reaction drummed in his mind.
His gaze was riveted to hers as her finger slid from his mouth. “God damn, Lena.”
She widened her eyes. “Do you want me to close off my thoughts? I can block you.”
“No!” He said it with much more force than he’d intended. Her baser emotions called to him as if they were an addiction he couldn’t shake.
He walked to the wall. His duffle was next to them on the couch. Gripping her under the ass with one hand, he reached inside the pack with his other and pulled a condom from the pocket. “You’re going to have to help me, baby.”
She smiled, took the foil pack and had it open in a second. His cock was tightly nestled against her crotch. He tugged his trunks down and pulled away enough for her to roll the sheath over his shaft. A deep moan escaped as her fingers caressed the sides of his erection.
He’d never wanted anyone or anything as much as he wanted to be inside Lena at that moment.
She spent more time than was necessary getting the condom into place. A wicked smile played across her lips, telling him she knew exactly what she was doing to him. The tips of her fingers tickled him as she made her way back up to the head and continued up his abs and chest. Her eyes were dark when she met his.
He reached between her legs from behind, pulling the tiny piece of spandex to the side before thrusting inside her sopping-wet pussy. They both screamed their pleasure, but he couldn’t stop or even slow down. He rammed into her again and again hard and fast, her body banging against the hard wall. Her pussy pulled on his cock with every withdrawal. “I’m sorry, Lena,” he cried. His orgasm crashed over him shockingly fast. Every nerve in his body rang with the force of it and he remained tucked tightly inside her until it passed.
“I couldn’t wait,” he said.
