Page 44 of The Backup Bride Proposal

He grinned. “Yeah, that’s not my thing. I do fine on my own.”

“And yet you’re a big movie star.”

He shrugged. “It’s all an illusion. I’m surrounded by plenty of people on set and at premieres, plus when I have to do promotion for a film. The last thing I need is more people following me around when they don’t have to be. I have an agent and a publicist and they take care of the business that needs taking care of. Otherwise, I’m good.”

“Yeah, you are.” She laid her head on his shoulder and continued to sip her iced tea.

That felt good. She felt good sitting next to him. All in all, this night was going well.

When they finished their drinks, they headed back to the car. Kane had been careful tonight, had kept his head down in order to avoid being recognized. He didn’t see any cameras or gawkers, so hopefully he’d been successful. Not that he was worried for himself. He was used to being in the public eye. But the last thing he wanted to do was to expose Mae to this lifestyle he’d signed on for.

They drove back to the main house. He got out and walked over to open her door, wishing he could find someplace private to be alone with Mae. He thought about asking her back to his trailer, but for some reason that wasn’t the place he wanted to bring her.

“Do you want to come in?” she asked. “Johnny and Maureen are out of town visiting friends for a couple of days, so I’m in this big house all alone.”

And, jackpot. “Yeah, I’d like that.” He followed her up the stairs, unable to keep from focusing his attention on her amazing legs.

She used her key to open the front door of this incrediblefarmhouse, then walked inside, closing the door behind them.

He started to ask for a tour, but then Mae pushed him against the wall just inside the door. Her hands crept along his chest, snaking along his stomach, sending his dick into rock-hard mode.

“We’re alone,” she said. “And we’ve danced around this attraction long enough, don’t you think?”

He smoothed his hand over her back, eager to feel more of her, all of her. “Bold approach.”

She shrugged. “I go after what I want, and you know as well as I do that there’s this smoking hot chemistry between us.”

He picked her up, scooping his hand under her butt, then shifted around, pressing her against the wall. “Chemistry, huh? Let’s set it on fire and see what happens.”

He put his mouth on hers. The explosion of heat ignited a desire he’d never felt so intensely.

Yeah, they were gonna burn it down tonight.

Chapter

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Kane’s kiss incineratedher, made her feel as if she were melting from the inside out. Mae rocked against his erection, needing his touch, his mouth all over her, his cock inside her. She needed him right now.

Someone was moaning. Loudly. Were those sounds coming from her?

“Your room,” he groaned.

“Upstairs. Second door on the right.”

Without taking a breath he carried her up all those stairs, his mouth on her neck, licking and sucking until she thought she might come from the sheer pleasure of it. He shoved the door open and laid her on the bed, then pulled his shirt off while he toed out of his boots, then began to unbuckle his belt. She leaned forward and removed her boots and socks and was about to get up so she could get undressed.

“Oh, no,” he said, kneeling in front of her. “Stay right there.”

She leaned back on her elbows, anticipation flaring as he swept his hands along the length of her legs from her ankles to her thighs, taking his sweet-ass time doing so. He paused,smiling at her as he grasped her thighs and spread her legs, leaning down to press a kiss to each thigh.

“You smell good here,” he said. “Everywhere, really.”

She shuddered as she inhaled, as she watched him lift her dress over her hips, grateful that she’d worn her pink lacy underwear. He teased the top of her panties, then pressed a kiss there, making breathing difficult.

He grasped her underwear and pulled it down. His warm breath caressed her sex, followed by a slow, delicious lick. She shuddered, enveloped in delicious sensation as he licked and sucked her in all the right places until she thought she might die from the sheer pleasure of it.

She writhed, totally out of control, having given it up to Kane, who had cupped her butt in his hands and delivered exactly what she so desperately needed. When she orgasmed, it was the sweetest release, a giant quake that rolled on and on until all she felt were the tiny pulses of postrelease.

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