teeth out of the equation and her tongue slid across his slit trying to draw out the pre-cum. She didn’t have to try hard.
“Baby, you have to stop. I’ll come in your mouth.”
She held the base in her hand and massaged his sack with her middle finger as she slowly sucked in the shaft over and over again. Her mouth was like pure satin one minute and silk the next. And she made sure she kept his resistance low as she bobbed her head over his stalk and moaned as she stretched it with a tight, satisfying blow.
He wanted to fuck her mouth. She knew what she was doing. Damn it, she wasn’t a child. He placed his palms on the top of the car and God help him, he surged forward until he realized he had to quit right then. He had to stop this now because bright headlights were approaching, and they were right in front of them.
Chapter 13
He slammed the car in park and decided it wasn’t worth a cowboy’s chance to glance at her. He reached behind his seat and grabbed the shopping bags.
“I hope you’re going to let me drink. I need a beer,” she said.
“Not a chance.” He unlocked the door, nearly kicked it open and headed to the bedroom. He tossed the shopping bags inside the door and started for the kitchen where he hurriedly unloaded the few groceries he bought. “For the record, there’s a lot of difference between need and want.” Something he might further explain in a matter of minutes.
“So you feel like you’ve contributed to my delinquency enough, huh?”
He froze as he thought seriously about backing out right there. What did he think he was doing? What was he thinking?
“Look at me, Kane.”
“You’re right. I need to take you home because I can’t stay out here with you and not have you, all of you. For me, Peyton, there’s no turning back once the teasin’ starts, and you need to understand I’m a man who takes it all once I have a woman I want.”
She lightly touched his wrist. “I’m a woman who wants you to grab what I put in front of you.”
He resisted the urge to let her just pull him around to face her. He needed to think about this long and hard for another three seconds since he hadn’t taken the time to give it a minute’s worth before now.
He should’ve thought about Peyton and the consequences before he drove them out there but he had one thing on his mind-his own goals and desires. For his own selfish reasons, he just headed for the lake.
“I said, look at me.” She pulled at him with a lot of force and he turned around to face her then but by the expression on her face, he didn’t have the look in his eyes she expected.
Without thinking, he spoke his mind. “Do you know why you can’t stand to have a man turn his back to you?” His tone stayed dark, nearly unrecognizable.
“Don’t, Kane. You’re trying to piss me off now because you decided you don’t want me now. You’re starting to question this…whatever this is between us.”
He grabbed her around the waist and held her tight against his body. “I know what this is, Peyton. It scares the hell out of me just as much as it scares the hell out of you to have a man you care about turn his back on you.”
“Shut up, Kane. You’re walking on a thin layer right now.”
“Your daddy walked out on you, Peyton, and somewhere deep inside, you think that’s what we’re going to do too. You think when you graduate from high school, we’re just going to turn you out and leave you without anyone, without a family.”
Her eyes looked misty, moist and ready to respond with an overflow of tears. “Aren’t you?”
The way she asked, the way she felt in his arms when she asked- so soft and vulnerable-drove him to kiss her. He kissed her until he was plumb dizzy, and he really forgot about her question.
When the kiss broke, she stood there in tears. “That’s about what I thought. You can’t answer me because you don’t want to make promises. The great Kane Cartwell doesn’t make commitments or break his own rules, at least not for a woman.”
“Huh?” Women profoundly confused him. Sometimes he wondered if Peyton was the only woman he understood and then she’d throw him a curve ball or lasso or something.
“I’ve known it from the beginning. Once I graduate, you’ll want me out of the house. I know Braden will, maybe Evan too.”
“The hell I will,” he growled against her lips, and his mouth crashed against hers, claiming her with his tongue and licking out any kind of promise she wanted him to make. “Peyton, I’m not letting you go. I swear it. I’m going to hold onto you for as long as you’ll let me.”
She shuddered, as he rocked her body against his. “I’m scared,” she whispered.
“Then I’m scared too,” he said with a forced smile. And horny, but he didn’t see why he should mention it. Why ruin the moment when Peyton needed him to take things slow?
“No, I’m serious, Kane.”
“If you’re scared then I know why, Peyton, and it’s enough to terrify me.” Realizing he had his arms wrapped around a virgin, he cradled her against his chest. “And we’re not going to do anything you aren’t comfortable doing, so help me God.” And he certainly needed all the help he could get because right now, his body wasn’t thinking as clearly as his mind.
She backed away from him and pulled him with her to the living room. As they passed the bunkroom, he reached inside and handed her a bag. “Go put this on. I bought you something.”
“What is it?” With a naughty smile immediately plastered to her face, she started to pull it out and he stopped her.
“No, just go put it on. I don’t want to see it again unless it’s on you.”
She swallowed stiffly, and the blush of her skin warmed him. Looking at her healed a hole in his heart he’d only recently realized existed. She stood there gripping the bag long enough to make him uncomfortable.
“I bought two different…styles. I want you to choose one and put it on for me. Dress up for me, Peyton. I need you to do this.”
Her mouth covered his, and he sipped at her lips while she greedily sucked his tongue. His palms framed her face and in an instant, he faced increased hunger. If his body served as an indicator, he responded to her kiss in a way guaranteed to have them both stripped down to bare skin.
He nuzzled her cheeks, chin and throat. “God, I want you. I want you in a way…it’s just not normal,” he said as he broke the control she held over him but still refused to leave her altogether. His lips continued covering her face, tracing her jaw and nibbling at her earlobe. “Will you let me have you, Peyton? Will you let me have a part of you no one else will ever have?”
She locked him into a sweet, seductive trance. “Kane Cartwell, you already have it, and soon, you’ll have something else too.”
And there he had it. The answer he wanted.
The truth he needed to find slipped out in the most innocent of confessions. He wanted to be one hundred percent certain without asking, and she gave him what he most wanted to hear.
She told him she belonged to him. She was giving him something no other man would ever claim. He didn’t give a damn about a girl’s cherry. What he wanted was the heart and soul of a woman, a woman who saved herself for the love of one man.
And damn it all, he gulped a big drink of air when he considered the underlying, ever present problem. He didn’t know if he wanted to or even could share her with his brothers. Not now.
They hadn’t discussed it, not really, but after Kane caught her with Evan and then watched as she kissed Braden, he felt like Peyton wanted all three brothers. His mind had a difficult time wrapping around a sharing option concept. Worse still, what if his brothers one day felt the very same? History might revisit the Cartwell ranch. God help them all if it did.
