7. Kane
Kane could feel her heart beating faster as he pulled her closer. He didn’t know what possessed her to kiss him, but now he knew he was falling.
She tastes like honeysuckle on a spring day.Fuck. I want to taste every inch of her.
Kane broke from the kiss, watching as Sarah’s breasts strained against the fabric of her dress as she tried to control her breathing. He desperately wanted to rip it from her and have her laid out before him, naked. Her fullness on display. Kane sat back in the lounge, trying to ignore his erection that was about to punch a hole through his jeans.
Just get this interview done, get rid of the reporter and get Sarah alone.
“Okay then,” Maya said smiling. “That puts to rest any doubts I had. Now I have just a few more questions.”Kane could feel Sarah tense beside him as he answered the rest of the questions quickly and efficiently, before holding up a hand to Maya to end the interview.
“I think that’s enough for today. I want to spend some alone time with my fiancé.”
“One more question.” Maya said. “When’s the wedding?”
Kane felt Sarah stiffen at the question. “We are still deciding on the date. As Sarah said, we thought we had time to get everything together, and now because of the incident our timeline has been bought forward, we have to rethink when we want to get married.”
“Do you know where it will be?” Maya asked, not leaving until she gets some more information.
“It will be here at the ranch. This is where we will be married and make our home.”
A home with Sarah. Why does that feel so damn good to say?
“Okay. I think I have everything I need. I’ll see you at the wedding I hope,” Maya said as Kane walked her out to the car.
He took a moment before he walked back in, not sure what to say to Sarah about the kiss, only knowing he wanted more. Much more.
As he walked into the room, Sarah was pacing. He could clearly see some internal conversation in her head. He didn’t know how it happened, but all he knew was that woman captured his heart immediately. Now he just had to show her he meant it for real.
“Sarah.”
He watched as Sarah stopped and turned troubled eyes on him. “I’m so sorry Kane. I crossed a line, but I just went with it and then…”
“Then?” he asked
“Then it felt real and I forgot we were acting.”
Kane crossed the space between them until he was standing in front of her, her head barely touching his chin.
“And now?” he asked again.
“I think it was a moment thing,” Sarah rambled. “That heat of the moment and it’s been so long since I’ve been kissed.” She stopped and looked up at Kane. “Not that long, but long enough. And you were there. You just put a ring on my finger, you were warm and the perfect size for me to snuggle into and I felt safe and warm and comfortable.” Sarah stopped to take breath.
“Can I say something?” Kane asked softly, not wanting to scare her.
Sarah nodded, sucking her bottom lip in to stop herself from talking.
“I think it was a moment thing, but we can never be sure. Not really. Unless.”
“Unless what?” Sarah asked, her face turned up to him.
“Unless we do it again. To make sure. Research in a way.”
Sarah nodded. “Research,” she said. “I agree.”
Kane ran his thumb along her bottom lip, opening her mouth slightly.
“Your mouth was made for kissing,” he murmured to her, pushing her back slightly so she was against the wall. He watched as her eyes grew wider as he ran a hand down her side, feeling the curve of her hip.
Sarah gulped. “So, we are going to kiss again?” she whispered. “For research?”
Kane grinned down at her. “I need to taste you again, but this time, I want to feel your body against mine. I want my hands on you.”
“My, um. My body’s a little big. The dress hides a lot.”
“Honey, I can feel your body and it’s not big. Its fucking delicious to look at and now to feel.” As if to prove a point, Kane ran his hands over her hips and pulled her closer to him, so she could feel how she made him feel. “I’ve been hard since I’ve laid eyes on you. You and that smart mouth of yours. You drive me crazy.”
“So, about this research again?” Sarah said, arching into him. “When exactly will it begin?”
Kane growled as he lowered his mouth to hers, taking what he wanted from her. He softened the kiss as he heard Sarah’s soft moan, deepening the kiss, falling into her. Kane felt her hands fist in his hair as she tried to get closer to him, opening her mouth to him as his tongue thrust inside her. His hands skimmed up her rib cage and settled under her breasts, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples until he felt them harden. Kane broke the kiss and stepped back, watching Sarah’s closed eyes and her bruised mouth.
Fuck she’s gorgeous.
“I need to touch you,” he said as he slowly started to pull the shoulder of the dress down, exposing Sarah’s soft white cotton bra, her nipple pushing against it. Kane lowered his mouth and took her breasts in his mouth, his tongue rolling over nipple, making the cotton wet and molding to her breast.
“Is this okay?” he asked, laughing softly as Sarah pulled his head back to her breast.
“For research,” she muttered and then groaned as Kane bought his hand under her dress and slowly moved it upwards.
Kane heard footsteps come up to the house and abruptly stood, adjusting Sarah’s dress and standing in front of her for protection, before his front door swung open and Jackson walked in, blustering about peaches.
“What the fuck Jackson,” Kane called out as his brother walked into the room.
Jackson leaned against the doorframe, grinning and calling back to the others who were walking up the path. “The interview went well.”