Chapter 13
KANE
Under Sammie’s direction, breakfast turned out amazingly well, if I do say so myself.
It felt like a good step forward. Not only is she speaking up more, she's becoming comfortable in my space and with me. It all feels very healthy. I'm going to do everything in my power to be encouraging, but never pushy.
There are still a lot of details we need to figure out, like stocking up on her favorite foods and coffee and shampoo.
Which of the spare bedrooms will she want to use as her office?
Does she want to rearrange or paint anything?
Will she be overwhelmed when my whole family gets together?
I’m thinking we need to develop a code word for that.
But the reality is, this sweet girl is now in my life permanently, and my heart feels like it's going to explode.
As we’re tidying up, I run a hand down Sammie's back.
"Hey. I haven't bought a new car in a few years, so I asked Walker yesterday to send me a list of dealerships on the mountain these days.
We need to get you a vehicle you're comfortable with that will work on these mountain roads.
A truck, Jeep, SUV. Something sturdy with all-wheel drive. "
She turns and stares at me in disbelief. "Kane, you do realize I have almost no money."
"Pfft. I have boatloads of it. You need a vehicle." I shrug casually. "I mean… It's just logical, right? We both want you to be able to get around safely.”
"So you're just gonna buy me a car like…that?" she asks, snapping her fingers.
"Yes." My smirk makes her nose wrinkle up. “Just like that. But with a credit card, not the sassy snap.”
"I feel like I would need to…I don't know…pay for it somehow."
“Didn't we say that you're going to teach me how to cook? That’s payment enough. Plus, the way I see it, the most incredible woman in the world is about to come live with me, and that's worthy of a celebration. We can celebrate by buying a truck. And having cake.”
Her laughter is positively adorable.
"In the meantime, I've got five vehicles here. You can just pick whichever one you want to drive around until you find something you love. I vote we go shopping just for fun, and if you don't see anything perfect, we can wait as long as you'd like."
"What about my vote?" Her palms run down my chest as she flutters her eyelashes.
"Honestly, I want you to get a vehicle that’s safe for these rough roads.
Other than that, it can be anything you like.
I'll even have it wrapped in hot pink plaid if that will make you happy." Mmm, her round ass feels so perfect in my hands. Her soft, curvy body makes my heart race every time we get this close, yet it’s the way she’s looking at me that’s really getting my motor running.
She grins, her eyes sparkling. "Okay. You want me to be safe, so you're giving me a truck. I wanted to give you something the other day, and you stopped me from giving it to you."
I blink at her. "What was that?"
Sammie licks her lips seductively, then drops her gaze to the waistband of my faded grey sweatpants.
"Oh," I mutter in surprise, as the front of my pants quickly displays my reaction to her idea. "Baby, you can always do anything you want to me. But don't ever feel obligated."
Her palms slip under my t-shirt to caress my lower back. "Just what kind of relationship is this going to be?" she asks softly.
"Any kind you like. You can keep working for your father. You can work at something else. If you decide to go back to school, we'll move there for the length of your course. Or we can travel the world. Make it up as we go along."
Her hands slip under my waistband, then slowly slide around to the front.
My breath catches, and I need to clear my throat before I can speak.
"I have a seriously ridiculous amount of money, baby.
My brothers and I have been planning ways to give a lot back to the town.
But for us to live however we want, don't even worry about that, it’s covered.
" I kiss her forehead, then the tip of her nose.
"If you're asking whether you're going to be pampered and cared for, the answer is yes. "
My air sucks in sharply as her fingers reach my hard cock.
"I would like to make you feel cared for." Sammie grins, stroking me gently. "Not because you're buying me a truck. Because you're ridiculously hot, and I'm curious."
I shuffle a half step back to lean against the counter. “Then hell, baby…do anything you like."
The devilish look in Sammie's soft brown eyes causes a drop of liquid to release from the tip of my shaft. My dick has never been this hard. I didn’t even know I could be this hot for a woman.
It’s clear that I’m already obsessed with my gorgeous girl – and I’m only going to get worse as time goes on.
My heavy balls swing slightly as she pulls down my pants. She drops to her knees, carefully pulling my cock toward her lips.
I spread my legs, wedging a foot against the front of the oven to lower my hips several inches to make it easier for her.
She kisses the tip gently, then runs her tongue around it slowly, sending shivers through every inch of my body. My cock feels overheated, as if it's molding to her touch. "Is this right?" she whispers softly.
"Everything is perfect. Do whatever you want, baby."
The excitement that sparks in her eyes actually makes my breath stop for a few seconds.
The sight of my beautiful Sammie stroking the base of my shaft while running the head over her mouth like a lipstick causes my heart to hammer in my chest. Her back arches slightly, as if she knows how much I love looking at her perfect tits, swaying in nothing but my t-shirt.
"I would really like to take you to the bedroom right now." My voice is husky as her lips wrap around the head, then slowly move along my length.
She moans on the trip back, her tongue flickering against the underside. Then she pops it out of her mouth. "Nah, I’m busy right here."
Well, if my gorgeous girl wants to give me a blowjob in the kitchen, who am I to stop her.
I grip the counter, my knuckles turning white as her mouth slides slowly up and down my length.
The soft skin of her hands feels slightly cool against my heat, the pressure building hot and fast. It's so intense it's almost painful, as my body curls forward, one hand caressing in the back of her hair.
Even though I'm letting her set the pace, thrusting my long cock in and out of her perfect pink lips sends another shudder spiraling through me. Sammie shifts position slightly.
"Does this hurt your knees, sweetheart? Or is your hot little pussy getting wet and excited? Does it wish I was pumping there instead of in your soft, sweet mouth?"
Sammie actually moans, stroking faster with her hands as her head bobs steadily up and down. It feels like my excitement is sparking hers, as she quickens her pace.
My knees nearly buckle as I feel the pressure building. "You need to tell me right now, beautiful. Am I coming into your mouth? Your hand? On the floor? I don't care where, just give me a target – fast."
“Mmm.” Her eyes dance as she blinks up at me. Then, at the top of an upstroke, she murmurs something that sounds like "mouth." She grins at my dark groan.
"Of course my perfect girl is hungry for me. Okay, get ready to swallow, baby."
Sammie looks so eager. So proud of herself. She's thrilled to be thrilling me, which is exciting enough. But thinking that my shy girl demanded to blow me sends me pitching forward, grabbing onto the back of her head for dear life.
Internally, I’m roaring like a lion. Outwardly, I make a couple of choked, garbled noises as I help her thrust my hard, pulsing cock between her lips for three more fast strokes before I freeze, coming so hard I see stars.
When my vision clears, Sammie is still swallowing, then licking her lips as she sits back on her heels. "Wow," she grins, lighting up her eyes. "That was kind of fascinating. And oddly delicious."
She looks completely relaxed, meanwhile a fire is building inside me.
As soon as I can catch my breath, I'm going to show this beautiful girl what happens when she gets me this riled up.