Page 4 of DOG Part 2
I shook my head. Still, I didn’t have an answer for him.
“I like that about you,” he said, his voice husky. “You don’t go running your mouth off when you realize you’re wrong.”
“Did you just say you like me?”
He stepped closer. “What if I did?”
“I bet you’ve liked a lot of girls.” I bit my lip, nervous about his piercing stare, but not regretful.
He nodded slowly. “I may deserve that.”
“Only because it’s the truth.”
I looked down at his pile of flannel blankets spread out between us and ran my fingers along the fringe. The more I saw of the real Kane, the giddier I felt. It was like being a thirteen year old with my first crush all over again.
When he spoke again his words were as sweet and slow as syrup. “That doesn’t change this.” He pointed a finger back and forth between us.
I knew what he meant, but I had to ask. “This as in what?”
“You know what I’m talking about.”
“Maybe I don’t.”
“You want me to spell it out?”
“Yes. Please do.”
“Christ.” He used a rag from the kitchen to pull the pot from the fire and set them down on the slate hearth before coming to sit on his bundle of blankets. The bobbing of his Adam’s apple and the slight flush of his cheeks were a real oddity. Was he nervous? To see a big biker club president like Kane hesitate was nearly enough to make me laugh out loud.
“You’re being so shy right now,” I giggled.
“No,” he harshly answered, looking past me.
I laughed harder. Getting to my knees, I reached over and shoved his shoulder playfully. “You are! You’re totally blushing!”
He finally stopped trying to hide and looked me square in the face. “I’m not. You just have no idea how easy it is to look at you and get a boner.”
I rolled my eyes and sat in my spot again. “You seriously have a way with words, Kane.”
“What did you expect? Poetry?”
“No. Honesty would have been good.”
“You’re hot, Kim…and smart…maybe you’re sweet too, and I like that. I like you.”
I bit my tongue gently, letting his words soak in. There were several ways I could take what he had just said. The first being that he was just feeding me a line to get me off his back. Kane had proven his commitment to keeping me safe, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t still the player I suspected he was deep down. He could have just been looking to appease me and have a little fun and a lot of sex while we were alone on this survival getaway.
The second was, maybe he was telling the truth. Maybe he was into me, but that idea got me more nervous than the thought of him being a bad boy, sex-craved biker, and now that he was leaning forward and getting so close to me I couldn’t think of any other possibilities. Actually I couldn’t think at all.
I forgot about everything else when I floated forward to meet him and and kissed him full on.
He answered immediately, his hands going up to disappear in my hair. I gasped into his mouth, the kiss sending enough pleasure through my body to make my toes tingle. We kissed and kissed, the movement of our lips slow and steady as the firelight flickered on the other side of my closed lids. Kane’s lips found their way across my jaw and below my ear, then to the nape of my neck.
I sighed as he sucked delicately while unbuttoning my jeans. Pulling them down, he pushed my panties to the side and flicked his fingers against my skin, making me jerk with pleasure.
The floor he laid me against was soft and cushioned from all the blankets, and I rested there unmoving while he pulled my pants and underwear off the rest of the way. His mouth was hot and soft between my legs, and as he licked and sucked the pleasure doubled each second. In no time at all I was crying out as an orgasm burst through me. Kane kept feasting on me, never releasing his grip on my hips, and even when I laughed and pushed against him he didn’t stop.
I gave in to the uncomfortable feeling, happy just to have his touch against mine, and when the pleasure streaked through my body again it was even stronger than it had been before. I came a second time, gasping and clutching at Kane’s shoulders. My moans seemed to invigorate him, because before my legs even stopped shaking he was moving forward with a growl.
