“What about our coffee?” What she meant was, should they put them away in the refrigerator. But that was all he let her get out.
“Let me help convince you.” Interrupting her thought, Luc reached over to her iced coffee, and swiped his finger over the whipped cream. Luc put his whipped cream covered finger to her lips, willing her to open her mouth. She sucked off the whipped cream and continued even after it was gone. She liked the way his eyes drifted shut and the moans gathered in the back of his throat. After a moment, he pulled his finger away and immediately covered her mouth with his, his tongue running along and catching the last bit of whipped topping that was still on her lips.
Luc pulled her t-shirt over her head, then ran his fingers down her arms, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind. He spoke softly and slowly, dropping kisses on her neck in between sentences. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the other day, with you, in your bed. Your smile was seared into my brain, your apple fragrance burned into my senses. The softness of your skin, and how your lips tasted. I’ve been waiting to get you alone again.”
His words rang true for her, too. Her longing wasn’t just for the physical enjoyment of being with him, it was for their connection. It was hard to explain why she needed him so much, but she did.
“I was so worried that Kaden was going to ruin this for us. I couldn’t imagine never holding you in my arms again. I hate not being with you.”
Why bring that up right now? Something about the fight today still sat like a rock in her stomach, but it was nothing she wanted to analyze in this moment. “Shh. Let’s not talk about that right now.” Covering his mouth with hers was the only thing she could think to do to keep him from continuing his thought.
She didn’t want to talk about Kaden, she didn’t want to talk about bunnies or the damn code; she just wanted him. She didn’t want to talk about any of the reasons that they shouldn’t be together or any of the things that could possibly break them apart. She just wanted this, even if nothing else made sense.
Luc’s focus slipped from her lips to her shoulders. His teeth grazed her skin as he fumbled before finally unhooking her bra. A groan escaped his lips as the lace fabric fell from her breasts.
“I’d like to take this to the bedroom. I could make you scream right here, but I’d rather take my time and pleasure you the way you deserve. And then do it all over again.” His words were a growl that made her toes curl. “I love when you scream my name.”
There was no question that she wanted everything he just said. Kassie locked her ankles behind his back, and her fingers behind his neck. “Let’s go, Puck-Star.”
It took a moment before a smirk pulled at the side of Luc’s mouth. Planting his tennis shoes solidly on the ground, he lifted her off the couch and carried her to the bedroom.
All the things she didn’t want to think about crept into the corner of her mind, but most of all the rock that sat in her stomach. She had nothing to feel bad for. Luc made her feel things she never had before. She needed him in her life.
But the feeling in her gut lingered.
Tossing her on the bed, he pulled his “Puck-Star” shirt off and grabbed the condom out of his wallet. He slid her pants to the floor, then dropped his jeans and rolled on the condom.
“Is it possible to get addicted to another person?” Luc whispered as he kissed his way up her naked body. “Because, sweets, I’m totally and completely hooked on you.”
Kassie moaned in utter satisfaction as he filled her completely. Every cell in her body needed him. Wrapping her legs around him, she dissolved into a satisfied mess. Then he got her started all over again.
As they enjoyed each other, long into the morning hours, Kassie knew this was the only place she wanted to be. She watched him sleep, his muscular arm tucked behind his head. Laying her head on his chest, she could hear his heart beat. I’ve never felt this way before. This man… I can’t get enough of him. I’ve never wanted anyone like this before.
But it wasn’t right to only think about her. His words felt honest and true, but being with her might cost him more than he realized.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Luc
The sound of a barking little shit of a dog pulled Luc from his slumber. Reaching over to snuggle up with the object of his affection, he discovered there was nothing there but the cold mattress. Luc shook off the sleepiness quicker than he had hoped to, only to realize that Kassie was gone.
He hurriedly got dressed. Maybe she’s making coffee. But a knot stuck in his stomach, because he didn’t smell any coffee or hear anyone in the kitchen. He slipped his tennis shoes on and brushed his teeth with the new toothbrush Kassie had bought for him.
“Hey Kass?” he called, as he walked out of the bedroom. But there was no answer. “Kass?” He checked the kitchen. No Kassie. Living room. No Kassie.
“What the hell?” Where is she? Luc searched the kitchen counter, but there was no note, nothing. It was Friday morning, and she’d said she had taken the day off. Going through the events of last night and yesterday, nothing stuck out as odd. There was no good reason for her disappearing act, especially from her own apartment. Sure, he and Kaden had fought in practice yesterday. And, yes, Coach stepped in, and Kassie had seen it all. But they still went out to dinner and ended up back at her place, and in bed.
This was not how he wanted to leave things between them before he left for the away game. There wasn’t even a text message from her. So he’d have to text her.
Luc: Kass, where’d you run off to so early?
It didn’t take long before she messaged back. But it wasn’t what he wanted to hear, and in his gut he knew it was a lie.
Kassie: Sorry, got called into work. There are still donuts in the kitchen, help yourself.
Luc: Kass, everything okay?
Kassie: Yeah, fine. I know you’re leaving tonight. Sorry. I’ll see you when you get back.
Luc: Plan for dinner?
Kassie: Yeah. We’ll talk when you get back.
He wasn’t okay with any of those answers. But it was all he had right now. Grabbing his keys, he left her apartment and drove home in a daze. Lucky for him it was still early and there weren’t a lot of cars on the road yet. His dad’s rental car sat in the space next to his, not that he thought his dad would be out, but wishful thinking.
“Time to do the walk of shame.” Luc quietly snuck into his loft, careful not to make a sound. He locked the door behind him and turned around right into his dad. “What the f—"
“Morning kiddo. Just getting in?”
His heart was beating a mile a minute. “Dad, you scared the shit out of me! What are you doing up so early?”
“Son, I’m old. Old people get up early. You okay?” His dad walked into the kitchen and poured himself a cup of coffee. “Coffee?”