Page 60 of Whisper of Love (Whisper Lake 1)

As they kissed, she started to stroke him. Her movements were not frantic or jerky, but slow and deliberate, and they were all the sexier for it. His dick throbbed against the gentle stroking of her hand. He felt like he was going to burst, like there was no other way forward except to simply explode.

Her movements picked up a little bit of intensity, going just a touch faster, and her fingers squeezed him just a little bit tighter. He deepened their kiss and slipped his tongue into her mouth. His heart beat a little harder and faster with every delicious stroke of her hand. Like a rushing river, the blood pounding in his veins was all he could hear.

He raised one hand to the back of her head and tangled his fingers in her silky hair, pressing her head forward so that her mouth was fitted tight to his. He never wanted to let her go, and he kissed her like he would never have to.

He explored the recesses of her mouth with his tongue like it was virgin territory to him. In a way, it was. They were different people than the last time.

Things were changing between them so quickly that what qualified as “them” was a totally different animal every time they touched. It made kissing her uncertain and thrilling, and a thousand different things that he could never hope to untangle. Especially not when his brain was swirling from lust because of those very kisses.

Suddenly her hand stopped moving. She froze. And he opened his eyes.

“What?”

“Do you hear that?” her brow furrowed.

There was a vibrating sound coming from the shop. He opened the door, stuck his head around it, and saw that his phone was vibrating on the glass counter. Then it stopped.

“It’s nothing,” he assured her.

He’d barely brushed his lips to hers when the office phone rang.

“The twins.” There was panic in her eyes as she rushed to the phone and picked it up.

“What’s wron—” She didn’t get the entire question out before she slapped her hand over her mouth and tears filled her eyes.

Kade’s heart shot into his throat.

“I’ll be right there.”

She hung up the phone, zipped up her shorts, and grabbed the keys on her desk.

“Ali?” Kade questioned as he zipped his own pants up.

“There was an accident. Ethan’s taking Ricky to the hospital.” She rushed past him. Her hands were shaking and she dropped her keys.

She tried to pick them up but they fell again. “Shit.”

Kade steadied her as she stood. “I’m driving.”

He picked the keys up and as they rushed out to the truck he told himself that everything was going to be okay. It had to be. He didn’t care who he had to make a deal with, he’d do anything to protect what was his. And Ali, Ricky, and KJ were his. They were his family. His life. His everything.

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