Page 26 of Betrayed

And she leans towards me, her mouth tilted up and her soft lips just inches from my own.

I shouldn’t do this…butIcan’t fucking stop myself.

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SUNNY

Ican’t believeI’mdoing this—it’s wrong, sowrong.Imean, isn’t it?Kaneis my big brother,Ishouldn’t be asking him for kissing lessons.AndIalso shouldn’t be sitting here beside him in the naughty new nightgownIbought while he was looking for clothes.Ibought a few more things too—thingsIdon’t dare to wear around him, thoughIwishIcould.

But the thing is, even thoughIknow this is wrong, it feels soright.Forsome reasonIfeel drawn toKanein a wayI’venever felt drawn to any other man.Andbeing near him makes mefeelthings—thingsI’venever felt before, not even withCharles.

My heart is racing and my nipples are tight.Betweenmy legs my pussy is so wet it’s embarrassing.It’snever gotten wet like this forCharles, not even when he tried kissing me there.Notthat he kept it up for very long—he explained that it’s “just not his thing.”ButKanehasn’t even touched me—well, other than putting an arm around my shoulders—and yet my body just feelsreadyin a way it never has before.

Not that we’re going to do anything but kiss,Iremind myself.Andthen our lips meet andIfeel like fireworks are going off inside me.

Kane’s mouth is hot but gentle, thoughIcan feel the urgency in his big body.He’stense—he needs this.Heprobably has lots of pent-up sexual frustration andI’mmore than willing to help him relieve it.

After a momentIfeel the tip of his tongue tracing the seam of my lips.Witha little moanIopen for him, inviting him in.

He groans softly and cups the back of my head in his big hand, drawing me even closer.Histongue explores my mouth—he tastes like cinnamon toothpaste and something else…something wild.

Then he withdraws, panting.

“It’s like that, baby,” he growls softly, looking into my eyes. “Didit feel good?Betterthan withCharles?”

“A lot better,”Iadmit. “You’reareallygood kisser.”

“Mmm, you are too.”Hekisses me again and this time his darting tongue seems to invite me to explore him the way he explored me.Experimentally,Islip my tongue in his mouth and he sucks on it gently, making a shiver go down my spine.OhGod,I’venever enjoyed kissing until this minute but now it seems likeIcan’t get enough!

At lastIpull back, panting.Ifeel like my whole body is on fire and even thoughIknow it’s wrong,Iwant more.Morethan just kissing,Imean.

I thinkKanewants more too.Infact,Ican tell he does—there’s a really big tent in his gray sleep pants and there’s even a little wet spot forming at the tip—he must be leaking precum.Thethought makes me excited for some reason.

“We should stop, baby,” he growls hoarsely, his eyes sweeping over me. “You’retoo fucking gorgeous.Kissingyou makes me want to do…other things.”

I know what things he’s talking about.Iwant them too, butIcan’t have them because, asIremind myself firmly again, he’s my big brother.Butwhy doIfeel so drawn to him?Hejust doesn’t feel like a brother—or family at all.

“Are you feeling…hungryagain?”Iask hesitantly.

Kane’s pale eyes are half-lidded as he looks me up and down.

“Fuckingravenous,baby,” he growls.

“Do you want to…to touch yourself while you look at me?”Ioffer breathlessly. “Ormaybe…do you wantmeto touch you?”

My hand hovers over the hard ridge in his sleep trousers.IknowIshouldn’t but really, would it be so bad?I’djust be giving him a hand job.That’snot a big deal, right?

Kane’s pale eyes are burning with hunger.

“You sure you’d feel okay with that, baby?” he growls softly. “Touchingme,Imean?”

“Yes,I’msure.”Itry not to sound too eager.Ican’t forget how big he looked whenIwatched him touch himself last night but thenIcould only see the shadow of what he was doing because it was so dark in the room.Iwant to see him in person—up close with the lights on.

“Then go ahead.”Kanespreads his arms, offering himself. “Touchme however you want.”

I don’t even hesitate.Ipeel down the front of his gray sleep trousers and my eyes go wide whenIsee my prize.He’shuge.Sobig that whenIfinally take his shaft in my hand, my fingers won’t wrap all the way around it.

Kane draws in a hissing breath asIhandle him andIfreeze.

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