Chapter 6
SAMMIE
I’ve always loved cooking but never knew that everything is even more delicious when you stop for a quick kiss break every few minutes.
With Kane’s attentive help, we make a simple chicken and vegetable stir fry over noodles – and yet cook up much more than that.
Every excuse to brush into each other makes me quiver. Every reason for him to press tenderly against me. Every opportunity where he runs his fingertips along the inside of my wrist…my elbow…the side of my neck…
This giant of a man is seriously into me. I can tell it’s not just him hitting on the new girl in town. It’s like he’s been waiting for me for years and is thrilled that we’ve finally met. At least, that’s how it feels throughout the meal.
We load the dishwasher together, and I’m impressed that he knows enough to put the glasses on the top rack. Not something I would expect of a billionaire tech dude.
I looked up Wolfe Security last night, then immediately kind of wished I hadn’t.
Kane appears to be such a grounded and mellow mountain man that that kind of money, power, and influence doesn’t seem like him at all.
Which only points out the obvious: I barely know the guy. Also, he’s twelve years older than me.
Even so, I don't hesitate for a second when he suggests moving to the couch.
Even though he has a massive fireplace, he picks a campfire channel on the TV for a warm glow and soft crackle.
His arm slips around me, and I snuggle up into his shoulder.
Everywhere we touch – our hips, along our thighs, my hand on his shoulder – it feels like the pops and sparks of the fire are coming from just under our skin.
It's impossible to make sense of how hungry I am for him.
I know hunger. When I was young, we spent many years quite poor before dad got his company going. Sometimes we had to ration food between paychecks, and I had a knot of hunger twisting away for weeks.
I've also been hungry to find my own place in the world. A real home. A sense of purpose.
But nothing compares to this hunger for Kane. It's raw and wild…and because we just met, it also feels kind of forbidden.
My head tips back, inviting him to kiss me. Kane takes the hint immediately, his firm lips molding to mine with an instant heat that makes me tingle from head to toe.
"So soft," he murmurs, as he slips his left hand into the back of my hair. "And so beautiful." He pulls back and cocks an eyebrow. "I also like your quiet sass, for the record. You're the whole package, baby. "
He kisses me again with even more intensity. His right hand drifts along my hip, then up under my t-shirt to settle at my waist, his fingers trailing back and forth along my skin.
I don't know how to tell this incredible man that he can do anything he wants to me. With me. That I'm ready for anything and everything he has in mind.
Even though I still can't believe he’s with me. On paper, this is the kind of guy women swoon over. In reality – no, he's so sexy and gorgeous that he's more dream than reality.
"I think you can tell by now that I want you." His voice is a deep, rasping whisper. "But tonight, I just want to touch you and explore. Is that okay?"
"Yes. Anything."
His deep eyes smolder as they lock with mine. "Anything, hey? Yeah, we'll get to that, beautiful. For now, I just need to see and hear you come for me."
His eyes light up with a grin when he notices the shudder that runs through me. Then his hand slips around my back to unhook my bra.
His lips meeting mine again helps to stifle my deep moan as his palm slips around to caress my breast. Every tiny movement feels electrically charged – the way our lips part, and his tongue explores mine.
His thumb gently flicking across my nipple while his fingers explore my sensitive skin.
His hand pressing on the back of my head to angle my mouth to his.
The kiss feels like it goes on forever. Or perhaps my altered heart rate is just making time seem both faster and slower at once.
"My sexy girl," he growls, pinching my nipple gently before his hand slowly skims down my front to play with the button of my jeans.
The expression on his face is one of pure longing mixed with lust and…
it's almost like in the movies, when the characters stare at each other with pure love.
Could he really be falling for me already?
The feelings I have for Kane are so intense I don't even have words for them. Everything is just an inarticulate blur. A happy, messy, lusty blur.
He opens the top button, then asks, “Yes?”
I nod, needing to swallow to find my voice. "Yes."
Wow, he is so boyishly handsome when he grins like that. And he seems just as eager to explore as I am. As if the age difference between us means less than nothing.
It feels like the muscles in his hand are tense as he slowly undoes my jeans, then slips his fingers into my pink cotton panties. I’d like to say that I would have worn fancier underwear if I had thought this was going to happen, but I honestly don't have anything nicer.
My legs fall open automatically, and I wiggle my jeans down a bit so he has some room to move. We both inhale sharply at the same time when his fingertips nudge slowly along my sensitive skin.
Kane kisses me, turning the world blurry again. I'm stunned at the range of energy behind his kisses. Gentle. Playful. And now, consumed by lust. Can he hear my heart slamming around in my ribcage?
"So sweet," he mutters.
I barely have time to pull in a breath before his mouth consumes mine. I've officially entered a dream world – one where everything is pure sensation, and nothing else exists.
Shuddering out a sigh, I revel in the way his nimble fingers glide smoothly all over my bare pussy.
His touch is whisper-light at first, exploring silently.
The only sound is our breath. His finger steadily circles my clit, then he dips lower to where I'm growing wet, spreading my moisture around the bundle of nerves as it quickly swells.
The sound of my wet skin against his finger makes us both quiver. One of my hands grabs the back of his neck, the other gripping his thick bicep as I hold onto him tightly.
"You're a lovely, sweet lady." The corners of his mouth curl into a smile as he studies my eyes. "You're also unbelievably sexy. I need to feel you come on my hand, gorgeous. Please?"
The top of my chest is vibrating as I try to pull in air. “I suppose…since I'm already…so close…I guess a gentleman would…"
Kane waits for me to pull in a breath, his chest heaving almost as much as mine. Then he grips me tightly, kissing me as if determined to make me feel every single ounce of his lust.
His light touch becomes firmer. More urgent. There's a low rumble in the back of his throat as I quiver harder. "That's it, baby. Let me feel you."
His hand shifts, his middle finger sliding inside as his thumb presses flat against my button, flicking quickly. His teeth give my lip a gentle nip before we sink into another life-altering kiss.
The electricity between us is unnatural. Too intense to be real. But it feels so right.
I don't even know what I'm thinking; my mind is swirling as my body takes over. Am I living in a dream, where this gorgeous incredible man comes out of nowhere and is laser focused on making me feel incredible?
Dream or not, I'm about to come. I just hope I can do it without embarrassing myself by screaming too loudly. Of course, out here in the middle of nowhere, I guess it doesn't matter.
"Your mouth is so sweet," Kane growls into my lips. "And when it's time, I'm gonna spread these thighs and taste you right here, too."
He presses his finger deeper, swirling his thumb faster as my back begins to arch. My nipples brush against his firm chest as my thighs tighten, and my belly flutters as the scream bubbles out of me.
"Yeah, baby," he growls, rocking me against him. "So hot. So perfect."
Kane's eyes blaze as he studies every inch of me while the climax whips through me like a tornado.
For the first time in my life, I don't care that someone is staring at me so intently. All I can think about is the lust in his eyes. The hunger we feel for each other. My heart trying to burst right out of my chest.
When the last twinges of bliss fade out, I fall forward into his arms, my head finding a nook against his shoulder.
His lips sweep across my hair. "Thank you," he whispers.
"I'm pretty sure that I’m the one who should be thanking you," I giggle softly.
"Oh, baby, you have no idea what that did to me. That beautiful vision is going to hold me a good long while."
My eyes flutter closed for a few moments, and I gradually return to Earth.
"You have no idea how much I want you to spend the night," he growls against my ear. "But I haven't met your brother yet, and I feel I would make a better impression by getting you home at a decent hour.”
I can barely prevent my jaw from dropping open. If he took my hand and walked us to the bedroom right now, I'd be all in. Instead, Kane drives me home and gives me one hell of a good night kiss. Apparently, this wild Wolfe really is a gentleman.
As soon as I'm inside Edward's house I lock the door, then turn to see my brother standing wide-eyed in the doorway to his tiny bedroom. "Is it true?"
"What?"
"You're dating Kane Wolfe?"
"Not sure if you’d call it dating yet. We’ve been out twice. I'm just coming back from dinner at his house."
He flops onto the couch. "I can't believe it. What's he like?"
"He's…" I flounder, trying to come up with the right words. "Amazing."
“I cannot believe you're dating one of the billionaire Wolfes." Edward shakes his head. "My own sister. That's crazy."
"Just because the company is worth a billion doesn't mean it's his own money though, right?" I'm not sure why, but I suddenly feel defensive about this. "I mean, there must be shareholders and whatever."
Edward snorts. "Nope. It's one hundred percent owned by the five brothers."
My gaze locks onto my fingers in my lap. "Oh. I had no idea."
Edward laughs. "Of course you didn't." He elbows me gently.
"I mean, you know I love ya, but that branch of the Wolfe family tree is…
Well, the guys are always running around to be the keynote speakers at global tech conferences and stuff.
I can't really picture you spending time with that kind of people. "
He goes to elbow me again, but this time I block him with the palm of my hand. "You don't know anything about him."
Edward chuckles. “Keep hanging out around here. You'll hear everything at the coffee shop. Or the bakery. People love to talk about ‘those Wolfe brothers’. That's how I found out my own sister was dating the middle one."
He jumps up and takes the four steps to his bedroom before turning back with a serious expression. “I know he's built like a linebacker, but if he does anything you don’t like, you tell me and I'll flatten him. Even if I have to hire ten guys to help me. "
I burst out laughing, and he scowls. Edward is a great guy, but the least violent person I know aside from myself. Still, it's sweet of him to be protective.
"So far he's been a perfect gentleman. But I'll keep you posted."
"Good. Have a good night."
I fold out the couch and get ready for bed, knowing sleep is going to take a while to come.
I hate to admit it, but Edward was right. Kane needs a woman who can keep up with his glamorous global lifestyle. Even if he is a homebody here on the mountain, doesn't he need a partner who can keep up with him in every single facet of his life?
I so want to believe that Kane is the one for me.
But… I might not be the one for him.