Page 84 of The Backup Bride Proposal

She moaned. “I like the way you touch me.”

He swept his hands across her shoulders, bringing them down on all her pressure points, teasing the sides of her breasts before moving back in to press on the muscles of her lower back.

She moaned again, and when Kane adjusted his position she felt him rock against her butt with his hard cock.

Obviously she wasn’t the only one enjoying the back rub. Her needs moved away from the massage to desire. She lifted against him, and this time he groaned.

“I’m trying to focus here, Mae.”

She pushed off him and he rose enough for her to roll over. She raised one arm over her head and gazed up at him. “I’ve got something for you to focus on.”

And then she arched again, rubbing herself against him.

“Okay. Enough with the massage.” He pulled off her underwear, and before she could say anything, his mouth was on her sex.

And this time, her moans were for something entirely different. She spiraled in a hurry, feeling that hot, delicious sensation coiling around her as he pleasured her with his lips and tongue.

He took her there, right where she needed to be, and then over, making her shudder and shake with the force of her orgasm. And he held her there, kissing her gently while she came down and caught her breath, still feeling the aftereffects of that utter bliss.

His hands skimmed across her belly and upward, teasing her breasts. He followed up with his tongue flicking across her nipples. She grabbed his head to hold him there so she could continue to experience these mind-blowing sensations.

He lifted his head, gave her that intense, hot smile of his that never failed to make her insides quiver.

“Come up here,” she whispered.

He did, taking her mouth in a searing kiss. She wrapped her legs around him, needing him closer. Inside her.

He felt it, too, because he pulled away only long enough to put on a condom, and then he was back, sliding inside her. She gasped as they entwined themselves around each other, as if they couldn’t get close enough.

“More,” she moaned against his lips, gasping as he thrust harder, giving her exactly what she asked for.

Sweat pooled along her spine as he ground against her, taking her right to the edge, and then plummeting over.

As she climaxed, Kane’s dark, wild gaze met hers. He gripped her ass cheeks and drove deeply into her, shuddering with his own orgasm. She’d never felt anything so intense, like a wild storm whirling around inside her. She held tight to Kane, needing him as a lifeline to help her weather this maelstrom of sensations.

She didn’t know how long they stayed like that, or when he left her and then came back to pull her against him. She only knew she fell asleep with his body pressed against hers and his arms wrapped around her.

And she’d never felt more content.

Chapter

twenty-three

Kane woke upin the dark, knew it was well before dawn even without checking his phone. He got dressed and went downstairs to make coffee. Lucky and Shadow slept downstairs, so they came over to him for morning pets. He gave them some love, then let them outside.

Grandpa was always the first one up and he wasn’t down here yet, so it was too early to wake Mae. He sipped his coffee, pacing the kitchen and living room, his head filled with thoughts about seeing his dad today.

He didn’t know what was up with his father, but something definitely was. Maybe it was just stress, or he was busy with work, like everyone suggested. He hoped it was something simple like that, but he knew his dad, and he got the idea it was something a lot more.

Mom hadn’t been forthcoming any more than his dad had been. In fact, she’d been even less so, giving him her happy-sounding voice and telling him everything was fine and he was worrying for nothing. But there was something off with her as well.

He hoped they were both coming. It was Thanksgiving, after all, and he hadn’t seen his parents for—well, for a while. He realized they were entitled to have their own lives. Hell, he wasn’t a kid anymore, and it wasn’t like he needed them to take care of him. He had that handled.

Mostly.

But still, it would be nice to see them once in a while, even if they didn’t take an interest in his career.

He sighed and stared down at his coffee cup.

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