Kane and Steele

Chapter 12

Aurora

Kane has just left out to the bar to grab us some carryout, leaving me some time to take in what has just aspired between the two of us and I definitely need some time to take it in.

I'm sprawled out across the sofa with goosebumps running along my arms completely in a state of disarray. I know I have just met the man and I shouldn't be feeling any types of emotions towards him, but that kiss that just happened between us has awakened something dormant in me. I feel as if maybe I am capable of finally moving past Jason. When our lips met, it was like fireworks were setting off throughout my entirety. I felt the butterflies flutter in my chest down to my stomach, a sensation I'd only encountered with my husband, a sensation I thought I was incapable of ever experiencing again.

Kane was right in pulling away though, for reminding me that having s****l relations with my new tenant is most likely a bad idea. I still have uncertainties as to whether I'm ready to give my heart to someone new, if I'm even capable of such a large task. Kane seems like a decent guy, someone who could possibly get attached if our relationship flourished into something physical. I don't want to complicate another man's life by giving them false hope like I've done with Steele. My selfishness has already turned Steele into a delusional crazed maniac. I've destroyed our friendship by crossing that line with Steele, because once he realizes I will never be his, he's going to be left heartbroken and hating me forever. I don't need to do that to another man, and especially not one that is living under the same roof as me. Kane's concern for me seems genuine, the trait making him more attractive, along with his striking muscular figure and perfectly sculpted face. I won't destroy him like I've done to Steele.

It's apparent that Kane's sudden arrival to Clyde Banks isn't for the sole purpose of trying to bed me. He would never have put an abrupt stop to that earth-shattering kiss if it had been. I also don't think some man, especially one so handsome, would come to this town and decide to stay with the reasoning that he just wanted a piece of ass for a few months, but I do get the notion Kane's appearance in this town holds some hidden agenda. I don't believe for a second he just likes to travel. If that were the case, he wouldn't want to settle down, if only temporarily, in a place where everyone is unwanted. There's no historical landmarks, no tourist attractions, there's nothing special about Clyde Banks to make you want to stay if you're an outsider.

Kane is here for a reason, a reason he doesn't want to share. I'm sure in time I'll find out, so I'll let it go for now. I could be wrong, but it doesn't seem like he's here to do harm. If anything, his presence is a pleasant change. It's nice to see a new face around the way when it's such a rare occurrence. I'm also hoping his stay here will assist me in breaking free from Steele's grasps. With Kane being at the house and the bar, Steele will have no choice but to stop smothering me.

I just pray Kane's sudden arrival along with his extended stay doesn't light a fuse in Steele. At times I've felt Steele was a ticking time bomb just waiting to explode. Steele has always been a bit unpredictable since the day I met him, but that's not his fault. His father was abusive and controlling all throughout his life, to the point where it left permanent scars, emotionally and physically. Everyone knew Steele's father was using him as a human punching bag along with his mother, but everyone was also too scared to stand up to Mr. Anderson. His father was the police chief, a fierce force of authority that didn't tolerate anyone objecting to his beliefs or actions. If you tried you'd end up getting your ass beat or, if you were lucky, in jail for a couple of nights, which was safer than receiving any blow, Mr. Anderson could dish out. It wasn't until Steele started working out and got stronger that his father eventually stopped the abuse, at least the physical aspects of it. That was during the last years of high school, then as soon as Steele turned 18. He moved out of his parent's family home. His mother already passing from breast cancer, so there was only him needing to find an escape, to finally find refuge from the verbal assaults his father still tortured him with since Mr. Anderson no longer held the ability to beat on him.

Besides trying to mend my broken heart by keeping company with Steele on a level that surpasses friendship, I felt sorry for him. Steele Anderson desperately needs a true love in his life. I lied to myself, believing I could be that for him with Jason gone. We had both suffered the loss of Jason, Steele also suffering from the loss of his mother. A woman he had always felt needed his saving but cancer took her away too soon before he could protect her from a bad situation. Steele, even though partially unhinged at times, is a good man, a handsome man, one who deserves so much more than what's been handed to him. The problem is I can't be that woman and he doesn't want to be accepting to that fact.

If the s*x hadn't been so mind-blowing, I would have ended things the first month, but that wasn't the case. It also didn't help the matter that the man is nice to look at. All the repressed anger and pain that had built up during his childhood seems to become unleashed when that man f***s. He's like a wild carnal beast f*****g with raw hard intensity every time he buries himself deep into my confines that so badly needs release. I love how rough he can be, thrusting all his force in and out when he's freeing himself from his demons. The handcuffs have also always been a welcoming touch among his skilled abilities under the sheets.

It's got me now wondering how Kane would be in bed. Would he be soft and gentle or would he be rough and animalistic like how I like it? I can envision him now, me on all fours, him from behind with his broad shoulders along with his naked chiseled chest hovering over my backside. His large strong hands would be gripping around my waist as he pulls himself into my welcoming abyss, thrusting in and out with force, each powerful strike attempting to reach further than the last in an attempt to appease my spot.

My perverse thoughts of having Kane fill me has my lower confines clenching, yearning for gratification. I let my head fall further back on the sofa pillow, my eyes shut, rolling back along with my head. My hands easily find their way between my legs, sliding underneath my panties. f**k, I'm already soaked! Erratically, I start rubbing in desperation for relief. In my mind I picture Kane pulling out momentarily to flip me over so I can now admire his beautiful physic, him quickly sliding back in with a slamming inhale as my hindered breath becomes a loud moan of contempt. I'm about to imagine the best part. My fingers are moving vigorously, I'm readying to reach my completion, and then my phone rings. I lose my focus thinking it could be Kane, thinking about how a menial task like picking up food could still have him find his way to trouble the way everyone is so unwelcoming. The way he is strongly unwelcomed by the town's disturbed cop has me most concerned though.

My phone is sitting on the coffee table right beside me. I remove my hands from below and reach over, grabbing the device. When I look at the screen I see it's only Leah, which now has me aggravated that I was so close to delectation and she's ruined it.

"What?" I grumble with a large release of my breath following, bypassing the normal hello, I'm so agitated.

"Stop touching yourself while you imagine getting f****d by that fine new specimen. I know you, Aurora and, by the way you just answered the phone, I know I interrupted you."

I can't help but break out in laughter. Leah knows me all to well. "Yes Leah, what's up? And I would never," I respond sarcastically.

"I don't know the details but I thought you would want to know Steele just arrested Kane. Kane new hot guy in town, Steele, hard on for you. Steele arrests Kane. The pattern isn't too hard to piece together that this probably pertains to you."

"f**k me," I sigh, nodding my head.

"I'm sure Kane will do that once you get him out of jail." Leah replies to my response that didn't call for one. It does put a quick smirk across my face though.

"I'm coming now."

"You mean you'll be coming later, don't you?," Leah laughs.

I hang up with my eyes rolling.