9. Tasting the Forbidden
Tasting the Forbidden
nine
K a n e
The cold leather couch shocks my body as my back hits it, cooling me off and calming down the raging storm of emotions brewing inside of me. Drink after drink, I try to get the bullshit with Damon out of my head, but I can't. He fucked with Emerson again, and he needs to be fucking stopped.
Pulling out my phone, I bring up Eli's message thread and type out a new one, trying to control the anger in my words.
We need to fucking talk about your sister's ex.
Why, what happened now?
He broke into your fucking house, Eli. He's stalking her ass, and she's fucking terrified.
Take her home tonight and stay with her. I won't be home until morning.
I thought you were taking her to the beach house tomorrow.
I am, but I had to drive down there tonight to let Ace and Stone in. Tell Seven to head over tonight.
Fine. But we need to talk about how we're going to handle that motherfucker.
We will, trust me. Just take her home and fucking protect her for me.
Will do.
I toss my phone on the cushion beside me, a cunning grin on my face I can't wipe away. He just gave me an in with Em, and he doesn't even know it.
Standing up, I tuck my gun in the back of my pants and cover it with my shirt, clutching the bottle of Crown as I head for the door. But it opens before I can get to it, and a tipsy Emerson walks in with Seven's hands protectively holding hers.
"Daddy Kane!" she squeals, dropping Seven's hand and rushing over to me, nearly knocking me over as she jumps into my arms.
Hearing her call me Daddy makes my cock jump against her stomach and my blood rushes like a tidal wave through my veins. Seven winks, licking his lips as his eyes lock onto her ass, leaning against the closed door.
"Someone's feeling better." I laugh, brushing her silky brown curls out of her face so I can see her better. And fuck, she's gorgeous.
"I am, thank you." She kisses my cheek and goes to take a step back, but I snatch her wrist and yank her against my chest, feeling her hard nipples poking against me.
"Easy there, Little One," I warn with a smirk, running my hand up her back and pulling her closer. "Let's save the fun for when we get back to your house, huh?"
"What do you mean?" Her perfectly sculpted brows pinch in confusion as her racing heart thumps against my chest.
I lean in close, my lips brushing against her ear. "I mean, I have orders to take you home tonight and stay with you until your brother arrives." As I whisper into her ear, I can see the fire in her eyes igniting. She nods, biting her plump lips as a sly smile plays on them.
"Now be a good girl for me and go give this to Ryker or Kylie, whoever is behind the bar." I hand her an envelope of cash for the night, and as she takes it and spins on her heel, I slap her ass and watch it bounce as she saunters away seductively.
"I'll be right back," she says, turning to look at me one more time over her shoulder.
"Hurry back because I want to get going." My order comes out more demanding than I wanted it to, but she listens well and scurries off, making sure to give Seven and me a show as she leaves.
Alone, Seven turns to me, a slightly confused look on his face, his eyes drunk and bloodshot. "What was that all about?" He pulls out a smoke and lights it, tucking a thick blunt behind his ear.
"Eli wants you to ride out to the beach house tonight to meet him, Stone, and Ace."
"I need to sober up some, but yeah, I'll be out there tonight. Take care of Emerson, Kane," he warns me, his tone turning serious. "She's struggling but won't admit it."
"I know; believe me."
As Seven stumbled out the door, I picked up the crown and capped it, my mind racing with the plans I had in store for Emerson tonight. She needed someone to protect her—to make her feel good—and I was more than fucking willing to play that role.
With a smirk, I waited for her bubbly ass to come back before we headed out the door, ready to take care of business—finally.
Back at Emerson's house, we head right for the stairs and run up them, her hand in mine as she pulls me behind her. I don't know what she thinks is going to happen tonight, but I already told her I wasn't going to fuck her.
Don't get me wrong, I want to, but I want her to be sober so she remembers it. I want her to want me while she's in the right frame of mind, and I don't want it to seem like I'm taking advantage.
I ignore all of the guilt from the promises I made her father, feeling like a piece of shit for wanting to ruin his little girl in the most sinful, depraved ways.
But even I can't resist temptation forever.
As she collapses on her bed and pulls her boots off, I scan her room to make sure there aren't any more surprises from Damon.
"I'll be right back, Little One. I'm going to do a walk-through to make sure that motherfucker hasn't been back." I lean down and press a soft kiss to her forehead, hearing a small sigh of relief slip from her red lips.
"I'll be right here when you get back." She grins and leans back on her elbows, my eyes darting to her pointy nipples still poking through her top.
I quickly tear my gaze away and head out of her room, making my way through the rest of the house to ensure that everything is secure. As I finish my walk through, a wave of unease washes over me. What if Damon had already been back? What if he had found some other way to torment Emerson? I push the thoughts aside and return to her room, relieved to find her exactly where I left her. Maybe it was time to finally give in to the overwhelming desire that had been building between us—one that we had been hiding for a while.
I strip down to my underwear, watching her hungrily take in the sight of my body, mesmerized by the tattoos covering almost every inch of my skin. Climbing into bed with her, I put my gun under the pillow and turn on my side, slowly pulling at her clothes until they come off, and she's left ass naked beside me, her cheeks red as she begins to become shy.
Before she can speak, I roll on top of her, hovering my body over hers with our lips inches apart. She holds onto my hips and locks her legs around me, trying to pull me as close to her as she can.
"Kiss me, Kane," she begs, her eyes pleading with desire.
And so I do, fusing our mouths as my tongue slips between her lips, finding hers in a wild dance of need and hunger. My cock grows and pokes into her, but I ignore my own needs and focus on her—focus on making her feel good.
Breaking the kiss, she whimpers, clawing at my back as I slide down her body, roughly pushing her legs open. The smell of her arousal fills my nose as I dip my head between her thighs and lick from the bottom of her cunt to the top, making her back rise off the bed.
"Ahh, Kane!" she gasps, letting herself fall flat on her back as I suck her swollen little clit between my teeth.
"I love hearing my name come from those lips, Little One. Scream it all you want because tonight, I'm going to eat this pretty pink cunt until you squirt all over my tongue."
She shivers, looking at me, not knowing what to say until she blurts out, "I fucked Seven tonight again."
"I know, and I don't give a fuck. We're all grown." I spread her pussy lips open and push my tongue inside her, getting a taste of her sweetness that begins to drive me fucking wild. "We can all share," I mumble against her cunt, the vibrations from my voice making her eyes roll back.
With each flick of my tongue, Emerson's moans grew louder and more desperate, her body writhing in pleasure beneath me. I could feel her getting closer, her hips buckling against my face as she teetered on the edge of release. My fingers fucked her while my tongue lapped up her slick juices, her scent burning into my nose. She pulled my hair and cried out as I pinched her clit and used my fingers and tongue to destroy her.
Her body shook. Her back rose and fell. Her legs tried to clamp around my head, but I roughly pushed them open and pinned them to the mattress. I didn't stop until she cried out my name, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. I sucked her cum out of her and held it on my tongue until her pussy was dry and begging me for a break. Climbing back up her body, I captured her lips and forced my cum-covered tongue between them, wanting her to taste how fucking sweet she was.
As she lay there, breathless and sated, I looked into her eyes, a surge of desire washing over me once again. I knew that tonight was just the beginning for us, despite the complicated situation we found ourselves in.
A mix of emotions and thoughts flooded my mind as I gazed down at her, but in that moment, I knew that I wanted to protect her and be there for her in ways she couldn't even imagine.
And I was willing to do whatever the fuck it took to keep her safe, no matter the cost.