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I wishIcould make her come.Howmany nights in prison didIdream of having a warm, willing woman in my bed?Oftouching her just the right way to make her moan…

That’s part of being aWere,Ithink—wanting to give your woman pleasure.Ofcourse, you meet some assholes who don’t give a damn about anyone but themselves, but mostWeremalesIknow are all about making their woman come.

ThenIpush the thought aside and remind myselfyet againthatSunnythinksI’mher brother.Ireally have to stop pushing the envelope here.Idon’t want her to feel guilty or bad about letting me stay with her.Ionly want good things for her.SoI’mgoing to go straight to sleep and keep my hands to myself.

That’s whatItell myself asIclimb into bed beside her andIswearImean it—reallyIdo.

18

SUNNY

Kane is quiet as we get into bed.Iget the feeling that he’s thinking hard about something—maybe about what we just did together.Doeshe thinkI’mbad or disgusting now?God,Ihope not!

I shoot a look at him beforeIturn off the light butIstill can’t guess what’s going on in his head.IwishIcould.

I settle down on the right side of the bed and try to get comfortable and go to sleep.ButIcan’t—even with the quilt,I’mcold.It’smy own fault—this thin little nightgownIbought is way too flimsy to keep me from getting chilled to the bone.Iwrap my arms around myself and draw my knees up to my chin butIcan’t stop shivering, no matter how hardItry to get warm.

“Baby?”Kane’sdeep voice rumbles in the darkness.

“Mmm-hmm?”Ihave to turn my head to look at him—I’mlying on my side, facing away from him and he’s lying on his back.

“Are you okay?”Hereaches out a hand and it lands on my arm. “Hey—you’re shaking!”Hesounds really worried about me. “What’swrong?”

“I’m just c-c-cold,”Isay. “It’sall right—Imean,I’llbe f-f-fine.”

“No, you won’t—not if you keep shivering like that.Comehere.”Andhe wraps an arm around me and pulls me close.

I think about protesting thatI’mfine, but the truth isI’mnot.Andthe minuteIcome in contact with his big, hard bodyIbreathe a sigh of relief.He’ssowarm.

“Mmm, you’re as hot as a furnace.”Iturn to face him and snuggle close to his side.Idon’t even care that my nightgown has ridden up so that my bare breasts are pressed against the side of his chest.Idotry to keep my hips back, though.I’mafraid ifIrub against him down below he’ll feel how wet my pussy still is and that would besoembarrassing.

“I’m a furnace, huh?Wellyou’re a little icicle,” he growls and pulls me even closer.

I wince in embarrassment asIfeel my pussy pressing right against the bare skin of his side, just above the waistband of his trousers.Canhe tell how wetIam?

If he can, he doesn’t say anything.Hejust rubs his big hands up and down my back and pulls me closer so that my head is resting on his broad chest.

“Mmm, baby—you feel so good in my arms,” he murmurs, which sends a flash of heat right through me.

“It…it feels good to me too,”Iadmit breathlessly.Recklessly,Ithrow my right leg over his hip.Yes, it brings me into even closer contact with him, butItell myselfIdon’t care.

“That’s right—get comfortable.Yougetting warmer now?” he asks.

“Yes, thank you.”Inuzzle against him, pressing my face to the side of his throat and breathing in his spicy fragrance. “What’sthat cologne you wear?Itsmellssogood.”

“Don’t wear cologne,”Kanerumbles. “Neverhave.”

“Oh…Iguess it’s just the way your skin smells, then.”Iinhale again. “Mmm, it’s really nice.”

“Thanks, baby.Ilike your scent too.”Hepresses his face to my hair and inhales. “Mmm, so sweet.”

“Thank you,”Isay, wishingIcould get even closer.I’mrubbing against his hipbone now—Ican feel it against my pussy.He’sso big and hard all over—IswearIcan feel my outer lips parting asIwiggle and squirm against him.

“Whoa, baby—settle down.You’reall over the place!”Hegives my bare ass a smack andIgasp and go still but my clit is still throbbing.

“Sorry,”Iwhisper against his neck. “I’mjust…restless, that’s all.”

“You’re ‘hungry,’”Kanecorrects me. “Yougot me off but you didn’t help yourself.”

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