search within (searchwithin) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2020-03-31 11:19:00 |
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Entry tags: | #january 2018, brianna, brianna x kane, kane |
Who: Brianna and Kane
When: night, Wednesday, Jan 17th
Where: Kane's motel
Warning: NSFW
Status: complete
The events from the night before had left Kane exhausted. The killing had been physical enough, but breaking through the frozen crust of the ground to bury the bodies had been hard work. Not even to mention the way his brain ran a hundred miles an hour about Bailey and what she’d seen. He hadn’t even gotten back to his motel room until dawn Wednesday morning. Still filthy with blood and dirt, Kane had collapsed on top of the duvet and fallen fast asleep.
He hadn’t woken up until late afternoon, and the first order of business -- after his ‘morning’ smoke, that was -- had been a long, hot shower. Kane looked himself over to double-check for injuries and was pretty happy not to find any. He’d done well. Black eyed kids weren’t the most valuable souls on the market of course, but he would score a good five figures for them, especially with three at once.
After he’d gotten a bite to eat, Kane was feeling more himself, and by the time evening was really upon him, he wanted to celebrate. Treat himself. He decided it was smart to keep a low profile that night at least, so he bought some liquor and returned to his motel room, confident that he could find someone to help him drink it. If not someone in his phone, then maybe someone next door at Cherries would be free for part of the night. A stripper wasn’t his first choice though, not by far. Once Kane was re-settled at home, such as it was, he sent a text to the number saved under R in his contacts: hey red. busy tonight?
Despite the stress and mood swings of the past couple of weeks, Brianna was feeling good. It finally felt like she could manage just about anything, which is exactly what she had been doing this week. She was staying productive, and even trying to learn what she could in terms of her magic, something that generally put her in a sour mood. It was like the fire burning in her blood was desperate to be let loose. She just had to figure out the best outlet for that to happen.
Today was a bit of an odd one, however. Brianna was still feeling energized with an all around confidence, but... there had been something in the air that felt... different. Dark. It didn't worry Brianna, the way it probably should have. In fact, it was a bit intoxicating for her, and her skin seemed to hum with the possibilities of what might be coming. Brianna thought about asking James if he felt the same thing, but if he wasn't, well... she didn't need him asking her questions about it.
It lasted throughout the day, and she had tried to work off some of the aggression she was feeling by going to the gym after work. Brianna worked up a pretty decent sweat and by the time she finished and stepped into the locker room shower, she was feeling good enough to embrace the darker feeling that had tinged the world around her. Brianna had just finished drying her hair and getting dressed when she heard her work phone ding in her bag. When she saw the message, Brianna smiled. Wouldn't that be the perfect way to end her day? She could text James and tell him she was meeting some friends at the Boathouse for drinks. He wouldn't question it. She thumbed in a quick message before beginning to gather her things. not busy. same motel?
She didn’t make him wait, and that was nice. They’d said no games, but in Kane’s experience some women didn’t actually understand what that meant. She also could’ve just ghosted him, actually uninterested in hooking up again, but it seemed that Kane had left a good enough impression for another round. He smiled as he sent back a simple yeah and set his phone aside again to straighten up the room a bit. Probably not necessary, she hadn’t seemed fussy before, but it was just polite not to have his blood-and-mud-splattered clothes just laying around. That done, Kane made himself a Jack and Coke in a plastic cup, turned on the TV, and lounged on the bed to wait.
Brianna could be fussy in many aspects of her life, but not where sex was involved. She had already seen his motel room, and frankly, Brianna didn't generally care about where her extramarital activities took place. Once she'd had sex against the wall behind the Back Porch and that had been goddamn filthy. If the sex was good enough, it was worth the less than savory surroundings. A motel was a hell of a lot better than an alleyway, so she wasn't going to be picky about whether or not he picked up his dirty clothes.
When she got to the motel room, Brianna grabbed her purse and locked up before remembering the door number from before. She hadn't packed any other clothes to change into after the gym, as she had initially planned to just head home, so she still wore her simply black knit dress and heels from her work day. Brianna supposed it was better than showing up in gym attire. Next time, if there was a next time, and she had more notice, she would give him something sexier to look at before it all came off. Brianna knocked once and quickly turned off her phone before slipping it into her purse to forget about for a while.
Kane was on his feet as soon as he heard the knock, his heart already picking up speed a bit. He knew that it wouldn’t always be this easy to schedule, if they were going to keep doing this, but the immediate gratification of it made him feel kind of vindicated about his actions from the night before. Like something big out there was giving him a reward. Kane didn’t actually believe in that kind of shit, but it was a nice feeling to have even on the downlow. He checked through the peephole before he unlocked and opened the door for the redhead, half-smiling as he stepped back to let her in. “Evenin’,” he greeted in a murmur, his gaze sweeping down over her. A dress in this weather? Sexy.
Brianna greeted him with a smile as she stepped inside. It was cold, but it didn't bother her as much as it did everyone else. She supposed there were some benefits to being a witch with a fire element. It was something she had never given much thought to until recently. After setting her purse down she began to shrug out of her coat. Brianna wouldn't mind a drink, but her body was eager for the rest of it, especially now that she was there, and he looked and smelled so damn enticing. "What are you drinking?" she asked, noticing the plastic cup.
Kane locked the door behind her and gave her some space to get comfortable ... though part of him kind of hoped she kept the heels on. They were the classy kind that he didn’t get to enjoy very often, considering his usual bed partners. “Jack and Coke,” he answered her question as he moved to pluck up the TV remote and turn the volume down. Kane arched a brow over at her and gestured to the line of liquor bottles that ran along the top of the dresser. “But I’ve got a selection. What would you like?” Just having her in his room looking like that was making his body perk up, but he could be a decent host and let the woman have a drink first if she wanted.
Brianna did leave the heels on, for the time being anyway, because she knew some guys liked the visual of it, especially during sex. Rather than take a seat, Brianna walked over to where he stood near the bottles. He certainly did have a selection, but Brianna opted for simplicity. She didn't plan on having more than one drink tonight, and it would surprise her if she managed to get through even that. "I'll have some Jack without the coke, if you don't mind." It would be strong enough to give her a small buzz, but not too strong to make driving home risky. Truth be told she didn't really even need the buzz with how she had been feeling lately. It felt like she was losing her inhibitions already, but Brianna didn't know if that was because of her attitude overall, or because this particular man had that effect on her.
There was a sleeve of plastic cups that Kane kept near the booze, and he plucked one free and poured the redhead a couple of fingers of whiskey. He could smell her better now that she was so close, and it made the more brutish parts of him want to just grab her and pin her down on the bed immediately. Patience was a virtue though, and anticipation was half the fun, right? That was what people said, anyway. The building feeling of wanting to pounce on her was kind of nice, in a pleasant-tension sort of way. Kane handed her the cup, then picked up his own to tap them together with a murmured, “cheers.” He took a swallow of his own mixture, his eyes not leaving his lovely guest.
Brianna thanked him when she took the cup he offered. The smell of the whiskey seemed to suit the situation and she took a drink, enjoying the way it burned down her throat. Her body was already responding to his close proximity. Her nipples tightened beneath the fabric of her dress and Brianna could already feel the subtle ache for attention between her thighs. His presence, along with the hint of something dangerous in the air, made for a potent combination and Brianna set her cup back down, licking her lips of the lingering whiskey taste. Stepping towards him, she reached out to grip the hem of his shirt, wanting to pull it off. They'd said hello, she had her drink, or a sip of it at least, and now she wanted what it was she came here for. Maybe she could mark him tonight. Leave stinging scratches down his back, or bite his skin so he would bruise later. Maybe both. Just the thought of it made the ache in her body intensify.
Kane was not averse to getting to the point too. His lips twitched upward as the woman stepped in and reached for his shirt. He took one more quick swig from his cup and then set it down and helped her peel his long-sleeved thermal up and over his head. Kane let it drop and slipped one arm around her waist to pull her in against his bare chest. “You smell so fuckin’ good,” he murmured before covering her mouth with his, the kiss already hungry. Kane smoothed both of his hands down the curve of her back and ass, squeezing briefly before he started to pull the back of her dress up to see what she had on underneath, if anything. Gods, he hoped it was nothing.
Brianna could feel how firm and warm his skin was, even through the fabric of her dress. He tasted like liquor, just like the first night they spent together, and Brianna felt like she could get drunk on that alone. She flicked her tongue against his, her hands gripping his waist briefly before she began to work on getting his jeans undone. The feel of his hands on her ass and then pulling her dress up had her shivering with anticipation. As soon as he had texted her Brianna had left the bra and panties in her gym bag. If she couldn't prepare with the appropriate lingerie beneath her clothes, why bother wearing any at all? Smiling a bit against his mouth, her hands tugged the button of his jeans open before cupping his crotch. "You feel good," she said, squeezing lightly.
Feeling nothing underneath her dress was even better than finding some lacy underthings, and Kane dragged in a sharp breath through his teeth as he gripped and kneaded her bare ass. He vaguely wondered if she’d been going commando all day long, or if she’d stripped off her underwear just for him. He wasn’t sure which was sexier, if he was being honest. But it would definitely make for easier access, and he wanted to leave her dress on for a little while at least. Kane arched his hips forward into her touch a little, a faint smirk crossing his face. He was wearing boxers under his jeans, all the cotton straining to hold in his erection. The light touch was just a promising tease, and he squeezed her ass tighter in answer before letting go with one hand to bring it up to her chest. Kane tugged the front of her dress down enough to expose one breast, and gave a low hum as he dipped his head down to suck her pert nipple into his mouth.
She really did love it when a man grabbed her that way, and a part of her would be perfectly okay if his hands left bruises in their wake. Tenderness had its time and place, usually with her husband, but something about rough hands on her skin made her feel insanely desirable. The feel of his hot mouth around her nipple drew a soft moan from her lips and Brianna's head fell back as she closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation. Unless it was to just grope them, so many men neglected her breasts during sex, which was always a shame given what a flashpoint they were for her pleasure. She was already ridiculously wet for him now and Brianna tugged his zipper down before working his cock out of his boxers to give him a little bit of breathing room, so to speak. Gods, she couldn't wait to have him inside of her. Because she wanted more, Brianna pulled away from him until she was scooting back onto his bed, her dress bunching up around her thighs. Bracing herself on her hands, she leaned back and eyed Kane. "Come here," she said, parting her legs to give him room.
God, Kane loved being handled by female hands, and it was a relief to get pulled free of his clothes. His cock bobbed heavily in front of him as he watched the woman settle back on his bed, her dress pulled both up and down to expose her private bits. She looked absolutely delectable. Kane absently shoved his jeans and boxers down his thick legs and got out of them, happy to be bare in front of her. There was always a fun power dynamic when one party was still partially clothed, and he didn’t mind being on the naked end of that. When she beckoned him forward, he smoothly advanced and lowered himself to his knees between her legs, hands running up her thighs to her hips as he kissed and sucked at her breast some more. Kane bit lightly at one of her nipples, brown eyes ticking up to her face to look for more direction. He wanted to give her whatever she wanted.
Brianna loved that he was completely bare while she still had her dress on. She also loved that he was the one looking to her for what his next move should be. He seemed like the kind of man who knew what he wanted and took it, which made Brianna feel all the more dominant, having him between her legs now. Her body shivered when his teeth closed around her nipple and gods, it would be so easy to tug him up to her, wrap her legs around his waist and demand that he fuck her. But not yet. She wanted more first. Her hand gripped his shoulder, manicured nails pressing into his skin before she pushed him down her body, clear in her intention. She had gotten to her knees during their first encounter, and now it was his turn.
Kane had kept control through most of their first encounter, and it had been fucking fantastic, so he didn’t mind giving Red the reins for a while this time. She’d been so fast to respond and easily accommodating, he knew she wanted this too, and he wanted to make sure she got what she wanted out of it. He knew he would. Besides, the hungry way she was looking at him was fucking hot, and the way her nails dug into his skin sent goosebumps racing down his back. Kane took her meaning easily, of course, and he sat back further on his heels, strong hands moving to support the backs of her thighs and lift her spread legs. He planted a few kisses against her smooth skin before he got to the point, impatient himself to taste her. With a low groan in the back of his throat, Kane dragged his tongue up the length of her slit before he started exploring her folds all over again.
That was exactly what she wanted and Brianna's eyes rolled shut as her head fell back against her neck. She moved her hand from his shoulder to his hair, gripping the strands tightly as his tongue slid over her. There were plenty of men who had no idea what to do with a pussy beyond using their dicks, so she was always thrilled when she found one who knew just how to use his tongue to make her feel good. James did, thank gods, but sometimes it felt like they didn't have much time lately to really stretch out and enjoy each other. Besides, Brianna wanted something mindless and dirty tonight, and she wasn't sure her husband would be able to provide that. He always treated her with respect, which was appreciated, of course, but sometimes Brianna needed something different. She knew he felt the same way, which was why he was out of town so damn often. Brianna began to moan softly as she opened her eyes again to watch him between her thighs. Her body throbbed with every swipe of his tongue and given how wet she already was, Brianna was thinking she might get two orgasms out of this encounter if he got her going just right.
Kane happened to really love giving head when he took the time to do it with a woman who was clean and open to it. Sometimes there wasn’t room or comfort enough for it, considering that most of his sexual encounters were dirty quickies inside of cars and in back rooms and the like. Kane felt sure that if he encountered Red out there in public and they could sneak off somewhere, they would have some dirty upskirt action of their own, but it was nice to have a bed and lots of time involved too. He followed the path of her noises and the strength of her grip in his hair, finding the spots and motions that got the most reaction out of her. He would be more than happy to make her come as many times as she could. His cock felt heavy and achy where it jutted out between his thighs, but Kane could ignore his own needs for now. Grunting into her flesh, he sucked on her clit before licking firmly again, and he moved one hand in between them so she could slip a couple of thick fingers into all that wet heat.
Brianna had no idea what would happen if they ever met in public again, but she knew she probably wouldn't have the willpower to say no to sneaking off somewhere. He wouldn't be the first man she had done that with, but it always depended on her mood. The thrill of potentially getting caught was a very real one and given how little excitement she got in her day to day life, it was difficult to say no to it when it presented itself. Brianna licked her lips and groaned as soon as she felt his fingers slip into her. God, she loved that feeling. It intensified the arousal already pumping through her and Brianna finally laid all the way back, unable to hold herself up much longer. It was nice to just be able to relax and feel every sensation coursing through her, rather than worrying about how to please him. It crossed her mind to simply keep him down there until she was spent and then leave, but she knew how this worked, and frankly, she wanted to feel thoroughly fucked before she got home. "Right there," Brianna breathed, arching up from the bed a bit as he hit a particularly delicious spot inside of her.
Some old friend of Kane’s had told him once that sex was like Chinese food -- it wasn’t over until everybody got their cookies. It was a dumb joke, but he’d found it to be a good rule to follow as he got older and started really fucking. Kane had been a selfish lover many times along the way, of course, but he knew the basic fact that pleasure kept people coming back. So if he wanted repeat customers, so to speak, he had to be generous ... but he expected that generosity to be returned, at the same time. Kane wasn’t going to let Red just waltz out of there and leave him empty-handed. Dry-dicked. Whatever. He was still focused on her for the moment though, working her pussy with his mouth and fingers the best way he knew how. At least she was responsive and gave him a lot to go on, which was also sexy as fuck all by itself. Kane curled his fingers a bit to rub at that spot more directly as he worked them in and out of her, humming deep in his throat as he toyed with her clit. She sounded like she might come against his mouth, and he wanted to feel it, then fuck her right into another one.
If he kept that up she would definitely come against his mouth. His fingers seemed to be hitting just the right spot, and the extra stimulation of his tongue and lips on her clit had pushed the sensitivity into overdrive. Brianna held the back of his neck firmly, solely focused on herself for the time being. She moved her hips in a rhythm to get her there and soon her soft panting and moans grew into uncontrollable cries of pleasure. It rarely took her long to get to the first orgasm if a man knew what he was doing, and this man certainly did. He was taking vocal cues like a champ and as soon as his fingers curled in just the right spot Brianna felt the pleasure explode in her gut, stealing her breath for a moment and causing her body to quiver violently beneath him. Her entire body felt as though it had been engulfed in flames, at least temporarily and the movement of her hips slowed to a stop as she fought to catch her breath. A bit belatedly she realized she had been gripping his neck a bit too tightly with her nails, so she let go and brought her hand up to her press her hand to her eyes for a moment as she recovered.
Her nails and the strong grip she had on him hurt, but in a good sort of way. Kane didn’t shy away from pain, it was just part of life, and having some of it peppered in with pleasure made things more interesting. Especially when he was so engrossed in her orgasm, feeling it happen against his mouth and around his fingers, everything so up close and personal and fucking hot. Kane rode it out with her, holding his breath through most of it so he could dedicate his mouth solely to dragging as much pleasure out of her body as possible. It made his cock ache and drip onto the carpet. Once Red’s body seemed to be calming down, Kane gave her another couple of soft licks, then lifted his head. He drew his fingers out of her and reached down to rub her juices on his cock, stroking it a bit as he climbed to his feet again. Kane licked his lips as he gazed down at her and slowly rubbed himself. “Tell me what you want now, baby,” he murmured.
Brianna stretched a bit when Kane pulled away, caught up in the aftershocks of her orgasm. But opening her eyes, she looked at him, taken in by the glorious sight of his naked body, not to mention his cock that was so clearly aching for attention. Brianna sat up, her dress falling back down over her thighs as she settled on her knees at the edge of the bed. Her hands slid up over his stomach and chest. There it was again, that sense that there was something... abnormal about him. Like the last time, it wasn't strong. Just a tinge in the air around him. Intriguing and sexy at the same time, although she knew she ought to be more cautious. But she had thrown that to the wind long before tonight, so she was content with ignoring everything for now. Brianna leaned in and pressed her lips to his chest before she nipped lightly at his skin. "I want your cock," she murmured. "And you can have me however you want me, as long as I get it."
A delicious little shiver ran through Kane. He would never get tired of hearing dirty things like that, especially out of the mouth of a woman like this, where the Dirty Girl aspects of her personality were carefully hidden under layers of manners and societal expectation. Kane wanted to dig deeper into people than that, he wanted to find their animal side. Everyone had one, as much as they liked to fool themselves otherwise. He ran his hands through Red’s hair when she got close enough, then dipped one down to fondle her breast again, enjoying how it was still exposed and her nipple was still hard. He pinched at it as he leaned in to roughly kiss and nip at the side of her neck. She smelled even more incredible now, the scent from her pussy mingling with her perfume. Fucking delicious. “On your back again,” he muttered close to her ear before he bit at the lobe. Kane pushed a bit at her hips. “Scoot back.”
Brianna was well aware of her own animalistic needs, and she was feeling them so much more acutely today than usual. It was just a shame she didn't get to tap into them as often as she would like, but maybe repressing herself only intensified encounters like this one. Fresh waves of arousal flooded her body at the feel of his fingers at her breast and his lips rough at her neck. Hissing softly when his teeth sunk into her earlobe, Brianna shivered and had to resist biting him again, harder this time to leave behind a mark. She would have her chance, she was sure of it. Pulling back from him, she scooted back further and laid back, her eyes remaining locked on his face. Her core was throbbing with need again, and deep down she felt wild with some crazed aggression that was desperate to get out. It was amusing to think of her husband at that moment. James would have probably been appalled at some of the things she wanted to do to this man, and vice versa. His sophisticated, loving wife had a dark side apparently. Why not embrace it with someone who might appreciate it?
There was nobody else for Kane to think of but her, and he liked the way she looked at him. He saw desire there, but also something darker and more dangerous. She wanted to hurt him. And that only served to turn him on even more. Kane followed close behind, crawling up onto the bed and reaching to roughly yank the woman’s skirt back up to her hips. He got his knees settled, thick thighs pushing her legs further apart, and lined their bodies up. Kane thrust into her in one hard motion, grunting as their bodies came together. Her pussy was still slick and hot and tight, the sensation sending a sharp jolt of pleasure through him. Missionary wasn’t the kinkiest position they could’ve taken, but Kane rather liked staring down into those fiery blue eyes. If they kept meeting like this, he would get to have her every which way, so why the fuck not. “Fuck,” Kane breathed before he started to thrust. They were hungry movements, the muscles in his core and back working with every pump of his hips as he pushed deep into her, gradually gaining speed.
Brianna didn't always need something kinky, though she would take it when she could. Sometimes it was nice just to be on her back and get fucked, though she always preferred to be an active participant in any sex she enjoyed. What was the point of it all if she just lay there like a cold fish? Besides, at least in this position she could see his face and appreciate his body, scars, tattoos and all. Gods, he was sexy, and it added to her pleasure as much as his cock did. Brianna gripped his waist, fingers pressing into his hot skin as she pushed her heels into the mattress to use as leverage as she worked her hips up to meet his thrusts. She loved that he didn't waste any time and Brianna's moans began softly in her throat before her hands started to slide over his skin, exploring every inch that she could reach. Her first orgasm had done nothing to dull her desire, if anything it made her crave more.
Kane loved to be touched and groped in the middle of sex. He could hear compliments about his body all day long -- not that anyone ever really gushed over him, but he’d been told he was sexy many times now in his life -- but he never really felt it until moments like this. The proof was in the pudding, as his dad was fond of saying, and when a woman was looking up at him with that heat in her eyes and couldn’t keep her hands and lips and nails off of him, he felt hot. Hot and powerful. Kane liked the way she moved with him, not content to be passively fucked, and the way her hips rocked massaged his cock in an intensely delicious way. He had pretty good stamina though, and Kane wanted to fuck this woman into at least one more orgasm before he really let go. That didn’t stop him from fucking her harder though, his jaw clenched with concentration as their bodies moved together.
She was breathing harder, fire licking out to the tips of her fingers and toes. It was a wonder she didn't incinerate the both of them. Her legs wrapped around him tightly and Brianna brought her hand up to grip at his shoulder, close to the curve of his neck. Desperate to have him closer, she drew him down to kiss him hotly, not caring for the moment that they were both panting and needing the oxygen. She could stand the burn in her lungs for a moment or two. Her body strained against his, and the hard, deep thrusts were hitting just the right spot to make her go crazy. Every movement of his hips pushed her closer to ecstasy and Brianna groaned into his mouth. "Fuck." If she tightened her legs around him, she could keep him deep inside of her, maybe forever. That wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. She loved how full she felt, how his cock stretched her in all of the right places. Gods, she wanted to come again, harder this time.
In spite of his burning lungs, Kane kissed her with outright hunger, his tongue plunging into her mouth. She tasted like heat and sex and woman, and he wanted to drown in it while he filled her up all he could. She seemed to be loving it just as much as he was, and that only spurred him on, the motion of his hips getting faster, the thrusts harder. Kane’s balls were pulled up tight against his body, practically throbbing with the need to release. She’d let him climax inside of her last time, and now all he could think about was doing it again, sending her home to her husband once more with his cum dripping out of her. Absolutely having to breathe now, Kane dragged his mouth away from hers and dipped his face in close to the side of her neck. He peppered some kisses there, but he really wanted to sink his teeth in, so that was what he did, groaning into her skin as he claimed and fucked her.
It was the mindless kind of fucking that Brianna found herself craving more and more as each day passed. So many wives and mothers had to find time for themselves, had to do something only for them to maintain their sanity. This was Brianna's idea of self-care. As soon as Kane buried his face against her neck, Brianna gripped his back, loving the way she could feel his muscles bunch and strain beneath her hands. Her body sang with pleasure and she cried out at the feel of his teeth biting into her skin. It was exquisite pain and her nails dug into his flesh, eager to claim him in return. She wanted to leave him with marks of her own, stinging pink welts down his back so he would think of her anytime he felt them. Brianna had abandoned all self of propriety, if she had any to begin with, and she let her cries fill the room as her body got closer and closer to falling over the peak again. She thought she might have to touch herself to get there again, but the pain from his teeth seemed to be just as effective as fingering her clit and Brianna dragged her nails down his back just before her orgasm exploded, throwing her into a trembling haze of ecstasy.
Kane wasn’t thinking about marks, he was just satisfying that feral tension in his jaw that demanded he sink his teeth into something. He was aware enough to stop if Red wanted him to, but given the noise she was making and the way she scratched at his back, he was pretty sure that wasn’t the case. The sting from her strong nails was delicious and just made him pump his cock into her harder. Her cries mingled with the slapping sounds of their bodies coming together to create such a lovely cacophony, Kane thought he would hear it in his dreams for days afterward. He felt her start to climax again, and gripped her even harder with his teeth as he picked up the pace to push her over the edge. Fuck, it was gorgeous. Kane’s balls ached for release, but he kept his focus on the woman’s body underneath him, slowing his pace a bit through her strongest clenches. After the main crest of the wave, he unclenched his jaw and released her, licking the dented spots with a low moan. Kane’s hips slowed to a stop, and he could feel his heartbeat in his cock as she still throbbed around him. He pressed a few breathy kisses against her skin until he got to her lips again, and indulged in that for another moment.
It was if every bone in her body had melted, leaving her a puddle of satisfying heat. She throbbed everywhere but felt it most acutely in her core. Her grip on his back relaxed and Brianna moaned against his mouth, kissing him breathlessly as she reveled in the slow movements of his hips before they came to a stop. Her throat stung where he bit her, but she was feeling too good to worry about whether or not it would leave a visible mark. Her fingertips brushed back up his back and she could feel the welts she had left behind. Good. Brianna nibbled at his lower lip before she lifted her hips, just to feel him move inside of her again.
Kane let out a throaty chuckle, pushing his cock into her deeper for a moment. Those hips were going to be the delightful death of him. He wasn’t done with her yet, but Kane wanted to switch positions before he got his. He lingered in kissing her for another few heartbeats, then pulled away and started to push himself upward. Cock still buried in her, he shifted his knees in and sat up straight, hands moving to the backs of Red’s thighs to push them back toward her body. She was gorgeous and he wanted to look at her while he fucked her. He could see the pale skin reddening in a rough circle on her neck, and his cock gave another sweet throb. Once he’d settled and had her held in the position he wanted, Kane gave a slow roll of his hips to start fucking her again, his gaze raking over her body.
As much as she enjoyed the kissing, Brianna quite liked the view on her back when he sat up. She could see and appreciate his body and watch his face now that she wasn't solely focused on getting hers. There was absolutely no protest as he adjusted her body. If anything it drew another moan out of her because of the way his cock moved inside of her. With her thighs pushed back she could feel him at a different angle, and much deeper. Brianna's hands moved to his waist where she held him when he began to move again. Fuck, but it felt good, even after two orgasms. It would be so easy to just close her eyes and enjoy the ride, but she wanted to watch his face, at least for a few moments. He was so damn sexy it was hard to look away.
Everything was tighter at this angle, and Kane could get even deeper into her heat and it was just fucking delicious. Red was looking at him as much as he was looking at her, and Kane wasn’t above appreciating that feeling. He kept his body in good condition for other, more sinister reasons, but it was nice to feel sexy. Everybody liked that, right? It was especially good with a hot pussy wrapped tightly around his cock. Even after two orgasms, the grip was good as Kane’s hips started to pick up speed. His eyes swept down her body in waves, from that blissful expression on her face to the way her tits bounced down to where he was sliding into her body over and over. Fuck, this was good. Just what he’d needed after recent events that he definitely wasn’t going to think about now. Kane groaned and let his head fall back for a moment or two as his thrusts picked up speed.
This was almost a bonus after coming twice already. Brianna wasn't sure she could get off again, although she was sure if she fingered herself and he lasted much longer than she suspected he would, she might be able to get a third. But her body was feeling so damn sated and good and Brianna was more than happy to watch him and enjoy the way his cock was still moving inside of her. It only intensified the sensations still coursing through her body. Gods, she wished she could just do this all night long. The faster thrusts drew another louder moan from Brianna and she lifted her hands above her, pressing her fingertips against the headboard. "Yes, just like that," she panted, moving with him as much as she could in her position.
Kane could’ve forced himself to go longer, taken more frequent breaks to slow down and let the boiling sensation in his balls fade back to tolerable levels, but if he was being honest, he didn’t really want to. Maybe one day they would spend a whole day fucking and seeing how many times he could make her come, but today wasn’t it. Kane wanted that release, badly, and the way Red was staring and panting and urging him on was the best kind of unbearable. He looked at her again, his eyes dark with intense pleasure as he quickly ramped up into fucking her hard and quick, grunting deep in his throat as everything in him got more and more taut. It was only a few moments before he was there, driving himself in deep with a shuddering groan as he let go inside of her, his hands gripping the backs of her thighs hard enough to bruise.
"That's it," Brianna panted, her body singing with pleasure with every hard thrust of his cock. She could feel it deep in her core, the blood rushing, pounding sense of being alive and engulfed in complete ecstasy. Watching him fall over the edge was almost as good as an orgasm, his muscles bunching and straining. As soon as he came, Brianna released a satisfied breath, her fingers curling against the headboard. Was there anything better than the kind of sex you could feel later, long after it was over? She could hide the bruises from James, but she was going to enjoy them while she had them. Brianna was still trembling when everything began to settle and she finally closed her eyes, allowing herself to feel every pulse of her body around his cock. "Fuck," she breathed, a smile curving at her lips. That kind of exercise was so much better than the gym.
Just like the first time, it was an orgasm that Kane seemed to feel down to his toes. He knew that didn’t all come from deprivation -- he rarely had trouble finding someone to sleep with when he wanted to -- so it had to be more chemistry than anything. Which was rare, so he was glad Red seemed to be enjoying herself just as much as he was. Blowing hot air through his lips, he pushed his sensitive cock deeper with a few pumps of his hips, then stopped. Kane was breathing hard and a little damp with sweat, but he felt fucking amazing. “Fuck indeed,” he muttered, a small grin crossing his face. He gently let her legs down from the bent position and pulled his cock out of her. Kane knee-shuffled to one side and then flopped down on the bed onto his side, then rolled on his back. “Jesus Christ,” he exhaled, covering his eyes with his forearm. “I needed that.”
Brianna moaned softly when he pulled away. But her body was singing in the afterglow. Stretching, Brianna lowered her arms, resting her hands against her stomach as she slowly regained her breath. As the adrenaline was fading, she was definitely aware of the sting in her neck where he had bitten her. And it felt good. She smirked softly when the bed bounced under his weight as he got comfortable beside her. "Did you?" Brianna looked over at him, one brow arched. "Stressful day?" She had no idea what he did for a living, and she wasn't going to ask. But there was a way to talk without giving away a lot of details. She still didn't even know his name, and she found she was enjoying the anonymity of it. It added a certain something to the sex.
Similarly, Kane was feeling the streaks of light pain down and across his back from her fingernails, and he rather enjoyed the sensation. Sometimes he just had to get grounded in his body to feel completely alive. Pleasure was good but pain lasted longer, so it was good in a completely different way. He shifted his arm up and turned his head to look back at Red, his eyes sleepy and his smirk lazy. “Stressful night, but yeah,” he answered in a low mumble. He knew she would probably get up soon and go, and it wasn’t like he was dying to cuddle or anything, but the urge to feel a body relax against his was strong. He didn’t act on it though, not yet. “You too? Or just didn’t get enough of me last time?” Kane grinned at her.
That wasn't too surprising. She wouldn't ask what had him so stressed out, but she appreciated that he had reached out to her to alleviate some of it. Sex was one of her favorite ways to work through aggression and stress. Not that Brianna had been feeling much of that this week, but she would be more than happy to let him use her for it. His question prompted her to laugh and she looked over at him. "How about a little bit of both," she said. "A little more of the latter though." Why not stroke his ego a little. It was the truth, anyway. If their first sexual encounter hadn't been so amazing Brianna would have never agreed to exchanging numbers. And she saw no reason to play coy or hard to get when he texted again. They had agreed to no games. Just sex. "You just caught me at the right time, so."
As much as he enjoyed aspects of hunting -- and he did, quite a few of them -- it was definitely stressful. It was a combat situation, and those always put the body and mind through an incredible amount of stress, even if the adrenaline covered it up for a time. Add on top of that the fact that his sister had caught him in the act? And yeah, Kane had needed a good fuck. He felt pretty lucky that he had one on call now, and that their schedules had lined up well tonight. He laughed a little at her flattering answer. “Lucky me,” he murmured and pushed his palms against the headboard of the bed as he stretched with a soft grunt. “‘Cause I didn’t get enough either. Still not, but I know you gotta go home sometime.” Kane rolled over onto his side, tucking one thick arm under his head and reaching over to tweak her nipple. “You want first dibs on the shower? I’m gonna have a smoke.”
As much as she would have liked to stay for another round, she did need to get home. Which was a shame because she probably could have returned the favor and sunk her teeth into his skin somewhere. Gathering her strength to get moving, Brianna ignored the pleasant tingle that the nipple pinch triggered in her body and she sat up, but not before leaning in to press a kiss against his lips. They might not be cuddling in the afterglow, but Brianna saw no reason to shut down all physicality after climax. "Thanks," she murmured before slipping out of bed. She didn't bother taking her clothes into the bathroom with her. It was a small bathroom and it wasn't like she was trying to be shy and hide her body now.
Kane felt sure now that there would be another time for more biting. And sucking and fucking and all the things they were apparently good at doing together. It was a nicely secure feeling, knowing he had a good fuckbuddy in town now. At least that carnal need was met. He watched her get up and off the bed, admiring the shape of her ass before it disappeared. Kane laid still for another moment or two, then groaned as he rolled to the edge of the bed and got up. He plucked his boxers up from where they were crumpled on the floor and slipped into them for the time being. He would clean up after Red was gone. He grabbed his cigarettes and lighter and stepped to the door, his gaze wandering to where she’d put her purse and coat. Kane was briefly tempted to snoop a little while the shower water was running, but ... he was rather enjoying the anonymity himself. He knew too many people in this town already, it was better to stick to their agreement. So he just hung out with the door cracked open and smoked.
After their first encounter, Brianna had thought briefly of leaving her purse locked in her car the next time he contacted her, but she didn't get the vibe that he was looking to steal any of her things, and leaving it in the car seemed a lot more dangerous in this part of town. They both seemed pretty happy with their arrangement so she didn't think he would want to find anything with her name on it. Not to mention the fact that if things turned up missing from her purse, she knew exactly who did it. Brianna took a quick shower, not wanting to use up all of his hot water. She dried her hair the best she could with the dingy hairdryer the motel provided, and then walked out into the room to get dressed. "Is this your home for the foreseeable future?" Brianna asked, reaching down to pick up her discarded bra.
Kane finished up his smoke just as Red emerged from the bathroom. He flicked the butt into the parking lot outside and shut the door. “Undecided in the mid-run, but for now ... yeah. Just kinda depends on how long my business keeps me in town,” he answered. He wasn’t planning on sticking around after his mother died, but he didn’t want to rush her along, either. It would come when it was time. If it started looking like it would be months though, Kane would likely start looking for a place to rent, to get out of this seedy place. “I wouldn’t call it a home though,” he added with a little huff. It was just a place to sleep and shit and fuck sometimes, that was all. He went and sat on the edge of the bed so he was out of her way while she got dressed again.
Brianna looked around and hummed her agreement. These rooms were good for one thing and one thing only, and that was fucking. That was her opinion, anyway. She had planned on suggesting he invest in some towels that actually absorb and dry but Brianna decided to hold off on that for now. This was only the second time they've slept together. All she knew was if this continued, she would be taking quite a few showers here and the towels he had now were barely a step up from paper towels, if you asked her. She slipped on her bra and reached for her panties to pull on. "Well, let's hope your business keeps you in town for a while," she said, tugging her shirt down over her stomach. "For purely selfish reasons on my part, of course."
He naturally loved watching a woman undress, but Kane kind of loved watching it happen in reverse too. The idiosyncrasies of how one person put on their clothes was interesting, he thought. Everybody was a tiny bit different. Leaning back on one elbow, Kane grinned lazily at her. “Duly noted,” he said. “I definitely plan to make use of the time I’m here.” He let his gaze crawl over her body before she covered up more of it, his meaning clear. He was going to fuck her as many times as he got to before he skipped town again. Every night might be a bit much for a married woman to pull off, but Kane was sure they could start upping their frequency a bit, now that they’d proven their chemistry wasn’t a fleeting thing. “You get long lunch breaks?”
Brianna slipped into her dress, appreciating his body as soon as he leaned back on the bed and showed off some more of it. At least James wouldn't question her damp hair, knowing she was at the gym. She would just have to leave her hair down to cover the bite on her neck. Smirking softly, Brianna moved to sit down on the chair to pull her heels back on. "I make my own hours for work, so that would be a yes." And honestly, given the time of year, selling homes had been a bit more difficult so she had more than enough time on her hands. Not that she wanted to say so. "What about you? Does your business allow for a bit of personal time?" She wasn't going to ask what he did, and she didn't expect him to ask her either. But Brianna found talking around the details was much easier than she thought it would be.
It was so tempting to pull her back into his lap to get another round going, but Kane had to content himself just to watch her. He didn’t know how much freedom she actually had in her marriage, but the last thing he needed was an angry husband trying to track him down. Kane didn’t kill human civilians, but he would defend himself if he had to. Not that he thought it would be an immediate problem, Red seemed very calm about it all, like she was entirely unworried. Some women were crazy, but she seemed a reasonable sort. The news that she would be free a lot made him smile again. “I got all kinds’a time,” he told her. “I mostly work at night, so. Anytime you’re bored and-or horny, just gimme a shout.” He paused, then added, “My vehicle’s pretty comfy too, and prob’ly cleaner than here, if you’re in the mood for a quickie somewhere.” When it came to fucking, Kane was pretty damn flexible.
Brianna slipped her feet into her shoes, smiling as she did so. She probably would have been more worried had she thought James would actually care about what she was doing. But she knew he had his own dalliances and while they bothered her sometimes, it wasn't enough to confront him about it. Their extramarital affairs were their own not-so-secret secrets. "Bored and-or horny. Two things I'm well versed in." Amused, Brianna stood from the chair and crossed the short space from the chair to the bed. She leaned over his body and kissed him. She felt good and energized and she knew she was going to sleep well later. "We'll see each other soon," Brianna murmured before pulling away.
He smiled again as he approached and tilted his face up to receive the kiss. Kane would’ve stood to see her out, but the door was right there not ten feet away from him, so he didn’t bother. He could lock up after she was really gone. He was feeling nicely lazy and sated. Sleeping was definitely going to be easy tonight for him as well. “Lookin’ forward to it,” he murmured back. “Take care, Red.” Even if they weren’t exchanging their real names, Kane didn’t mind her knowing that he had a nickname for her in his brain. The anonymity was good, but they didn’t have to be completely impersonal while they fucked each other’s brains out on the regular. It was a good arrangement, and he was glad to have it in the middle of all the other dark bullshit.
The nickname was an obvious one, but Brianna chuckled anyway, perfectly fine with it. Did she have a nickname for him? Great Cock probably wasn't an appropriate way to address him. So she left it at that and picked up her coat to pull on before grabbing her purse. "I'll see you later. Sleep well." Brianna had a feeling he would. She would too. At least she had something good to cut through all the bullshit her family has been going through lately. Brianna slipped out of the motel room and shut the door quietly behind her, breathing in the chilly air before smiling and heading for her car.