a kiss and patted down the front of his pants, “is going to have to wait.”
“The hell it is.” He gripped her side and moved his body into hers creating the illusion of one erotic sex act. The kind of pleasure to keep a woman panting for more, and Peyton ready to drop to her knees, only she didn’t. She grabbed the knob behind her, kissed more teeth then than lips, and barely made her escape.
“Damn it!”
She giggled as she listened to Evan’s moaning but let his displeasure ring out from behind the door. She didn’t pause or turn back to make things right. Party guests waited.
She nudged her door open and slid into her room for a few minutes of alone time. She didn’t forget to lock it back because Evan’s persistence lately bordered with truly irritating. And a little sexy too, if she wanted to think about his charming appeal.
Humming, she walked over to the closet and flipped the light on. She started to thumb through her dresses and glanced down at the shoes sticking out from the bottom of the closet.
“Hmmm…big feet, polished shoes, I wonder who I might find in here.” She waved her hands to the left and the right, and Kane pulled her in between the mountain of clothes on either side.
His quick movements and the feel of his hot fingers working over the nape of her neck ensured she wouldn’t leave him without a good romp. Peyton loved all of the Cartwells but if there was one advantage Kane had-it was his ability to control her with a simple touch, a hot kiss or roaming hands guaranteed to make her wet.
“I have company,” she breathed against his neck as his hands slid down her hips and rotated them forward and against the ridge of his wide erection.
“I have a serious problem with your guests,” he said.
“Oh do you now?” she said as she grabbed the metal rod running across the length of her closet. She planted her feet on either side of Kane’s torso.
“You know it.” He snapped the thong she had under her short skirt and bit his lower lips as he fingered her. “I have a problem with the guys here. Some of them look at you like they want to do exactly what I’m doing to you right now.”
She gripped the pole harder and allowed her body to swing forward and back into his palm. “You don’t say.”
He added another finger and twisted his hand as he fucked her with his long fingers. “Tonight, if I see any of those guys snooping around you, I aim to tell them you’re mine.”
“I bet that’s what you’ll do,” she said as she moaned.
“Damn, Peyton. You’re so wet, baby, I’m going to have to fuck you.”
She started to bring her legs down. He held her ass with one hand and brought her hips forward. Before she protested, and she might have considered it for the simple fact she turned Evan down earlier, he plunged harder with his fingers. He took her to the brink before he unzipped his pants, and allowed his cock to spring free. He immediately pressed it right into her vagina.
“Good Lord, Kane!”
“Now, I’m happy, baby. Knowing I can fuck you while all those boys down there are waiting on you. Hmmm…” His thighs bunched, and he stroked her deep.
She clutched to the bar where all the hangers lined up with her clothes. Using it to leverage her weight against his, she moved back and forth with his cock. Kane buried his head against her chest and moaned out with pleasure.
“Kane, I can’t hold back.”
“Come for me, Peyton. That’s it, baby. I gotta have you. I’m going to take you all night long.” He bent down and rose up, his cock tearing into her pussy and staking a full claim by going deep.
He locked her legs around his back and began to fuck her as hard as he could fuck. Harder and harder, he moved into her. “That’s it, baby. Come for me. Come hard for me. Get me going, baby. Good God, Peyton!”
She wiggled around the bar and moved with him, swinging her body forward and low before swaying back and moving high. “Don’t stop! Can’t stop! Don’t! Oh Kane!” She screamed her release, and he didn’t try to hush her. He only watched her until she fell from the bars into his awaiting arms.
He cradled her against the closet wall, slumped against the floor. “That was pretty damn hot, little lady.” He kissed the top of her head and then tilted her chin. “Promise a repeat performance soon?”
“Are you kidding me? I may lock you in here and make you give me wall sex three times a day.”
“Good damn. Three times a day? Promise?”
“You’d get tired of me,” she said.
“I’ll never get tired of you, Peyton. You’re my whole world.”
“Then if you don’t mind, can you carry your world into the shower and leave her alone for a few minutes? I need to get ready to play in a different galaxy for a few hours.”
“You got it. It will be my pleasure. After all, we’re going to let you have some fun tonight with your friends. Later though, you’re all ours. And baby, you’re going to see stars until morning.”
“There you are!” Vicky bounced out of the pool in a red string bikini. “Everyone’s been asking about you.”
“Kane,” she said with a smile and started to take off her very fashionable bathing suit cover-up when broad arms quickly wrapped around her. “Let’s just say Kane-”
“Had all sorts of ideas for keeping her under lock and key tonight. Apparently, they didn’t work.” He popped her bottom and then kissed her cheek.
The show of intimacy between the two excited Vicky to the extreme. “You two are a couple now, aren’t you?”
Peyton didn’t know what to say or how to answer the question. What did Kane want her to say? What the hell had he been thinking in the first place anyway? Slapping her on the butt with two hundred of her closest friends nearby didn’t exactly keep their relationship private.
“Let’s dance,” he said before she answered.
“I’m going swimming first,” she said.
“After the dance, Peyton.”
Once they were in front of the band, he wrapped his arms around her tight. She looked over at one of the covered tables and watched in amusement as Braden tried to shake off Freda. Evan tried to fight back a little jealousy. His eyes were overflowing with desire.
“You know, if you wanted everyone to think we had this very platonic relationship, you kind of blew that notion straight to hell and back.” She placed her hands on his shoulders as they swayed to a
George Straight song.
“You think?”
“Kane, I’m serious.”
“Darlin’, you have two choices here. Go change into clothing or we’re going to let everyone know who you belong to tonight. We’re not going to make any bones about it.” He smiled as he looked at her but his words were firm.
“It’s not negotiable,” Evan said as he cut in. “You can’t think for one second we’re going to let you step out of that mesh cover-up and show off your pretty little thong bikini.”
Peyton glanced at the water. Her friends were splashing around like they didn’t have a care in the world. Only a few of them wore bikinis and those who did had the designer bottom halves in the thong style. She tried to push them away as she inched closer to the pool.
“Don’t even think about it Peyton,” Kane warned. “If you do, you’ll be very sorry.”
Evan saw the challenge before Kane realized he’d issued one. The words barely made it from his mouth, and the mesh cover-up fell at their feet. Peyton dove into the deep end and her round little bottom warranted lots of praise as the boys looked at the floating goddess and whistled out beyond the chatter.
