“Hi, Miss Molino, did you have a nice night?” he asked kindly.

“Yes, Tim thank you,” I replied. When I look over to Luc he’s rolling his eyes with exasperation. I wanted to laugh.

The elevator landed in the lobby and Luc stepped on first pulling me in beside him. Once the doors closed, he pinned me to the wall.

“Come to my apartment,” he urged with his face so close to mine I could feel his warm breath. I wanted his lips on mine. “I want to hear you scream my name and I can’t have you do that if I know Brad is dropping off your friend.” My heart rate sped up as he placed my arms above my head and kissed me wildly, while pressing his thick length into my stomach. We hadn’t even gotten our clothes off and I was a wanton mess. The moment the elevator landed on the penthouse floor, Luc took my hand guiding me to his front door. After fumbling with the keys for a moment, the door swung open and we stumbled in. Luc kicked it shut and locked it then took my hand guiding me straight up the staircase and back to his lavish old style bedroom. Wow, this was happening, we were going to do this. Warm excitement crawled through my body at the thought of Luc burying himself deep inside me.

I held on to Luc’s hand as we climbed the stairs to the second floor. My hand felt small in his thick larger hand, and thinking of those hands touching me caused my over anxious libido to spin out of control. As we passed the threshold of the master bedroom both of us had flushed cheeks and our breaths were coming at a ragged pace. Luc stared at me, tilting his chin slightly down and gazing into my eyes, maybe asking me for my silent approval. I nodded my head and he took one step forward, placing his hand on my cheek while caressing my skin. I tilted my head into his touch, reveling in the feeling of being wanted not only for sex but also for something so much deeper.

My body was thrumming with need, but I felt fulfilled already just by knowing how much I mattered to this man. He may have thought he was broken, and he may have done some bad things, but it only shaped him into the person he was today, and that person was gentle and caring and wanted only the best for me.

“You are so beautiful, inside and out,” he said with a raspy voice, as his hot lips descended down my neckline. It’s as if he could read my own thoughts. We were connected on a level beyond the sexual tension we felt for one another.

“You are beautiful too, Luc, inside and out,” I responded breathily. I felt him nod his head at my words. I knew it was hard for him to believe. He was still chasing his salvation, yet what he didn’t know was that he was the cause of my own redemption.

I placed both my hands on his cheeks forcing him to look me in the eyes. “Why can’t you believe it? Look where I was only a short time ago? I was alone and drowning in an endless cycle. I wanted to die. I hated waking up in the morning and all that has changed because of you… because you forced me to take a look in the mirror. Because you cared, Luc, and you wouldn’t back away from me. I know that taking care of Scott Wellington was hard for you, and I know you must have had to call some sketchy people to do it. I know how much you hate that life, and yet you put your own needs aside for me. Do you know what that means to me?” I asked, rubbing my finger along the scruff on his chin. His eyebrows creased creating a V in between his eyes and he looked down to the ground as if he couldn’t bear to look me in the eyes. “Look at me, Luc…look into my eyes…do I look like the same woman you just met only a couple of weeks ago?”

He shook his head back and forth. “This is because of you…but what can I do to make you believe in yourself?” I asked, feeling helpless. I wanted to make him feel good. I wanted to give to him what he had given to me, his life back.

“Vicky, you being here alone with me…it already means so much. I am glad that you feel better, that I could be there for you. I love to watch over you and protect you…I know we only met but I want to always have you in my life,” he admitted with his raspy voice. I could see his heart was aching. “Don’t feel like a failure, Vicky, because I love to be around you, I know you care for me and it feels good. I don’t feel so alone like I used to. I even trust myself to be here alone with you, because not being with you right now would be the worst kind of agony for me. I need you so bad,” he said, moving in and claiming my lips hungrily.

Our lips intertwined and relished each other as his tongue darted out and mingled with my own. He tasted delectable and the movements of our tongues together sent warm heat between my thighs. He slipped my jacket off my shoulders and I let it fall to the floor. Then he slipped my black dress off as I shrugged it down my body until it pooled at my feet. Luc’s large hands moved to my breasts, kneading them and tugging on my nipples causing them to pucker under his touch. I ran my hands up his back and removed his leather jacket then I took my hands and caressed the skin at his waist. He hissed into my mouth and I pulled his black shirt over his head, taking in his wide shoulders and thick arms. As my eyes drifted down to his tattoo, I placed a hand over the eagle and Luc’s hand closed over mine.

“I want to set you free,” I whispered.

“I know, pretty girl, there is only one man that can truly set me free and that day hasn’t come… for now, I want to feel every inch of you wrapped around me. I want to make you mine.”

I nodded feeling heady from his words as my heart thrummed in my chest. I reached down to unbuckle Luc’s belt, running my hands over his abdomen and his bullet wound before unbuttoning his dark jeans. He should have felt free for taking that bullet for his ex-wife I thought to myself. Why couldn’t he see that? I bent my head and placed kisses across his chest and lower down to his abdomen, kissing his wound. Luc inhaled sharply. I pushed his jeans down and freed his cock, which stood firm and thick and it was my turn to gasp. I caressed him with my hand and his head fell back.

“We can’t do any of this yet. I haven’t had sex in two years, Vicky. Right now, I need to pound in to you and then I will make it up to you.”

I nodded straightening up while I reached down to undo my shoes. “I told you I was doing myself a favor when I bought you those shoes, leave those on,” he chuckled, cupping my head and landing his mouth on mine in a hot and heavy kiss.

Luc

I wanted to take things slow and revel in her body, but my dick was straining so hard I needed inside her now. I walked forward as she walked backward until the backs of her legs connected with my bed. I lifted her in my arms and laid her flat on the bed. Her dark hair sprawled across the pillow and her chest rose and fell rapidly. It was the anticipation that had both of us. I’d never stopped myself from getting a woman I really wanted, and I’ve wanted her since I laid eyes on her. Yet I kept my shit together and I didn’t touch her, but after knowing her only a short time, I felt like I’ve known her and wanted her forever. Making her mine at this point only seemed natural.

I climbed above her and her eyes danced as she watched me make my way over her body. Her hands stayed limp by her sides until our mouths connected, and then she grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me close to her as our mouths whirled together. With our naked bodies pressed against one another I reveled in the feel of her soft skin. Her hands raked up and down my back and I moved my head down her neck leaving a trail of kisses down to her breasts. She pushed her body into mine and I lifted her bra and placed it underneath her breasts, lifting her small breasts so that they stood to attention. I closed my mouth over one nipple and sucked hard. She tasted so damn sweet and I was in no mood to go soft and easy. Her body bucked off the bed as my tongue tantalized her nipple, and she moaned out from the back of her throat. Her voice was raspy and filled with need and I’d never heard anything sexier. I moved to her other nipple and sucked just as hard.