Chapter 8
SAMMIE
Iwant Kane right now.
Even though I'm still shaking from an incredible orgasm and need a moment to find my breath.
There are many times in my life where I’ve delayed things and it’s given me too much time to think. For people who over-analyze like I do, thinking is the worst.
So I'm going to listen only to my gut, which is telling me loudly that this is the correct thing to do and one of the best decisions of my life.
(Okay, my libido and my lust might be chiming in too. Whatever.)
There's no way of knowing if I'll ever be able to get used to the way people stare at the Wolfe family.
No way of knowing if this is going to be a long-term thing.
A real relationship. And you know what, it doesn't matter.
Other people fly by the seat of their pants all the time, sometimes for half their lives.
I can certainly do it for a few weeks – or however long I'm staying here with my brother.
The thought of my first real sexual experience leading to a relationship that lasts forever is too much to think about, even as Kane is looking so deeply into my eyes that I feel he must be reading my soul.
I want more. More of his body. More of his dirty talk. More of his heat against me. In me.
“So, my proper young lady wants to get busy right here in the forest?" Kane's voice is a smoldering rasp.
"Yes."
Before he can ask any more questions, I unbuckle his belt and slip my hand into his jeans. I love hearing the big man shudder as I caress him through his briefs.
His skin is solid and warm through the thin fabric. I slip my hand inside to run his length along my palm. Meanwhile, Kane is hitching my dress up around my waist and pulling it down in the front to kiss my nipple.
"I didn't realize that fresh air made you so frisky." He drags his tongue across my taut peak, making me shiver. "I'll have to remember that."
My fingers wrap around his length, slowly moving up and down the warm flesh. "I will definitely be remembering this."
"Me too. I think I’ll remember even better if I taste you."
I gasp as he pulls off my panties, my stomach coiling like a spring as my entire body overheats. By the time I can blink twice, Kane is between my thighs, his tongue lapping at my open pussy.
His hand holds my hip firmly to stop me from wriggling. The other one caresses every dip and fold as he concentrates on my button, my body becoming wet and ready for him.
I feel utterly captured by his heat and intensity. Kane's eyes blaze as he looks up at me, his tongue pressing harder and lapping faster as he hears how loudly I begin to moan.
The air around us has the hazy, romantic glow of sunset, the golden blur dancing around the trees. We're both moaning from lust, moving against each other as I grip his hair, and he pins down my hip even harder.
"Yeah, right there," I pant, my body trembling in anticipation. "Kane…I…"
I sputter, losing my words as I fall to pieces under him, coming so hard the world turns blurry. His tongue laps up my juices as if he really is hungry for me, just as I think my body has been starving for his ever since I first laid eyes on him.
His tongue slides inside me, gently gliding the tip around, trying to locate every single nerve that makes me quiver.
His gaze locks on mine as his head jerks up, licking his lips.
A long meandering trail of kisses brings his mouth to mine.
I run a hand down his side, discovering he must have removed his jeans and shorts while I was coming.
My thighs spread to make room for his body as his thick, hard shaft lands on my mound. He shifts, dragging it lower. I look down and see his swollen cock in his fist as he strokes it several times, staring at my half-naked body as if I were a buffet laid out for him.
"So gorgeous," he mutters. "Luckiest man on the whole damn mountain."
My skin feels hot and my breath is steam as my hips tilt, instinctively bracing myself for what I’ve heard will be uncomfortable for a moment.
I heard wrong.
Kane's shoulders are shaking with effort as he slowly and gently drags the blunt head through my inner lips, wetting his skin. Instead of driving deep right away, he nudges, gradually working deeper as I wriggle and shift around him.
It's as if I can feel his cock thickening and stretching inside me, hardening even more with every stroke. It takes some time for my body to adjust to the intrusion, but there’s no pain at all.
His patience does the trick as he gently pushes deeper, stretching me to accommodate his impressive girth.
Kane brushes my hair from my eyes, scooping one hand under me to angle our bodies perfectly so he can take a slow, deep thrust. He can't go any further. He's captured me completely.
"Sammie."
Blinking quickly, I lock onto his eyes, surprised at his serious tone. "Yeah?"
"This might be our first time together, but I need you to know… This is it for me. You're the only woman I will feel this way about, from this moment on."
A deep shiver sends fire and ice sparking down my spine. That's the most romantic thing I've ever heard. I'm already nodding, even though the only word I manage to whisper is, "Yeah."
Kane studies me carefully as he begins to thrust, slow and deep. It's not the force of each movement that makes my heart surge, it's the intensity of his eyes. The heat in his hands everywhere he touches me, his confidence as he picks up speed.
He's still gentle, carefully testing how much I can take and what triggers the right kind of moans and gasps. Even though his eyes are blazing with lust, he's still caring for me every single second. It’s amazing.
His hot, hard length fills me over and over, his lips capturing mine, then my ear, my throat, as his hands make every reachable inch of my skin come alive.
My right heel presses into the air mattress, my left thigh wrapping around his waist as I begin to move with him.
"Damn, baby. That feels so good. Yeah… Rock with me, sweetheart."
His arousal turns to stone as he thrusts harder, deeper, making me feel every single thick inch. "You're huge," I gasp, my fingers threading into the back of his hair.
"Too much?"
My head shakes. "No. I think… I think I like a gigantic mountain man treating me like his toy."
He slows down, kissing across my forehead. "Never a toy, beautiful. A treasure." His eyes blaze again. "My treasure. My sweet, precious girl."
Wow. His possessive rasped words and the feeling of his cock swelling inside me mingle with a deep pressure that's begging for release. My inner thighs tighten, hips shaking as my head tips back with a scream that every animal for a mile probably hears.
"Yeah, baby." Kane rams into me harder through my climax, sending me spiraling into the stratosphere.
"Sammie," he grunts, almost convulsing as I feel his hot seed blasting into me, igniting even more tremors through my overly sensitive pussy.
He looks down at me in wonder, his mouth opening and closing a few times as if he's trying to speak, but can't. Then he smiles. "Wow."
He collapses beside me, gathering me into his arms and rocking me gently. The wind is picking up all around us, but in the bed of the truck, under the sleeping bag, we’re sheltered from the gusts.
"Was that too much, sweetheart?" he breathes into my ear. "I'm so sorry if I got carried away. You were so tight and wet and beautiful that I lost it for a bit there."
The idea that I made him lose control gives me an extra tingle of pleasure. "It was amazing," I drawl, dragging my heel along his calf.
"Good." He rolls slightly so we’re both staring up at the moon. "In a few minutes, I'm going to grab some paper towels to clean us up. Then we'll get dressed and go back to my place, and I'm going to hold you while you sleep all night."
"Sounds perfect."
"That said… I think we need a solid five minutes of moonlight first." His lips drift across my temple.
I love that he can switch from a sexual beast to a sweet romantic in a blink. I love the way his inner hunger was unleashed, as if freeing a wild animal.
And I love—
Oh wow.
I think I'm falling in love with Kane.