Page 13 of Just You

“Just overslept,” I grunted, hoping he would leave it at that. I hadn’t figured out a way to tell Gray that I had feelings for his little sister. I didn’t even know if Winnie wanted to tell Gray at all. Until we talked about what was going on between us, I certainly didn’t need Roe running his mouth.

Roe hummed, adjusting his glasses as a smile grew on his face. “Your oversleeping wouldn’t have anything to do with Winnie’s car being parked in the back lot, would it?” Fuck. What excuse could I give for her car being here all night while Gray was out of town?

“I knew it!” He pointed an accusing finger at me. “I told Gage when you went off on me the other day in the office it was because you were nailing baby James.”

I leapt off the treadmill without shutting it down and got right in Roe’s face. “First of all, asshole, what Winnie and I do is none of your fucking business and secondly, she isn’t a baby. She is a grown woman who can make her own decisions,” I vibrated with fury.

“Shit, man, I’m sorry, I was just messing with you,” he said contritely. Ignoring him, I walked over to the free weights and started angrily doing bicep curls. It wasn’t like me to lose my control at something stupid Roe said and now I had done it twice in one week.

“He isn’t wrong, you know,” Sam stated beside me. “He’s an idiot for the way he said it but it was pretty obvious something was going on between the two of you before she spent the night last night. Does Gray know yet?” she asked him outright. Sam was a straightforward person, she wouldn’t judge but she also didn’t like being fed bullshit.

I racked the weights and linked my fingers behind my head. “No, he doesn’t know,” I exhaled. “It’s so new, Sam. I fucked up with her in the beginning and I just got her talking to me again. The last thing I need right now is Gray making her question taking a chance on me. His opinion means a lot, to both of us. To be honest, the only reason I didn’t go after her years ago was because of him, but I’m so damn tired of pretending like I don’t want her.” I sat heavily on a bench, dropping my arms between my legs.

“And she feels the same?” Sam questioned.

“Fuck, I don’t know. She seems to but it isn’t like we have talked about it. I’m trying to be careful with her and do this the right way so when Gray does find out, he knows how serious I am about this.”

Sam crossed her arms over her chest and looked at me sincerely, “I suggest you have that talk with Winnie and get it figured out. I won’t say anything to Gray and you know Gage isn’t the chatty type. As for Roe,” she looked over her shoulder at the man in question, “I’ll talk to him. But Gray isn’t just your friend here, Kane. He means a lot to all of us and it doesn’t feel right keeping things from him. We are a team and to be effective we need to trust each other, so get your shit tight and tell him,” she finished, walking away.

I never should have left Winnie and my bed this morning. Frustrated at the way my morning had gone from waking up with the perfect woman to complete shit, I grabbed my hoodie and walked back up the stairs to my home. Ideas ran through my head, Gray was only supposed to be gone for a week. My relationship with Winnie would need to be solid before he found out. How was I going to make her fall in love with me in just a few days?

11

Winnie

“Wake up, baby,” Kane’s lips kissed between my neck and shoulder where his shirt had slid down my arm. Mmm, I didn’t want to open my eyes, the bed was so soft, but his delicious heat and smell wrapped around me.

“What time is it?” I stretched my arms high and arched my back as I kicked off the blankets.

“A little after seven,” he answered huskily. I opened my eyes to see his arms braced on either side of me and his gaze on the thin t-shirt covering my breasts. My nipples hardened as my own gaze drifted over his wet hair and shirtless torso.

I hadn’t seen Kane shirtless since we were kids at the swimming pool and sweet baby Jesus it was a magnificent sight. His chest was broad and tan just like the rest of him, with black curling chest hair that led down his body over a sexy set of abs. There were eight, I counted, twice. Hanging low on his hips was one of those black fluffy towels I had used last night. My hand reached for the knot, it wouldn’t take much. Just. A. Little. Tug.

“Winnie,” Kane barked, bringing my attention back to his face. His eyes looked like melted chocolate and I licked my lips hungrily. He crushed his mouth down on mine, shoving one hand deep into my hair and angling me the way he wanted. I touched him everywhere my hands could reach, his skin so hot it burned. Pulling my legs up high, Kane’s hips dropped into the apex of my thighs. I could feel his thick cock prodding at me through the terry cloth. As I started to move, he tore his mouth away from mine, shoving the shirt I wore up to my neck and attacking my right breast, licking and biting and sucking.

“Kane, yes,” I moaned as he moved to my other breast, giving it the same treatment and driving me out of my mind. My hips twisted underneath him, my sex aching for his touch. Kane trailed his lips and tongue down my stomach until he reached the edge of the boxer briefs I had on. His fingers curled over the waistband as his hooded eyes looked at my face for permission. I nodded my head, not trusting my voice when he had me so turned on I could scream.

He slowly pulled the fabric down my legs and tossed them to the side of the bed. There was no teasing as Kane dove into my pussy without hesitation, licking me top to bottom and returning to attack my clit. Electricity sparked through my whole body as he sucked that bundle of nerves into his hot mouth. His arms reached under my knees, spreading me wide enough to fit his shoulders and his hands flattened on my belly so I couldn’t buck him off. He ate at me like a starving man, his beard causing the most delicious burn on my lips and thighs.

“Please,” I begged, right on the edge of coming all over his face. One hand released its grip on me and he shoved two of those thick, sexy fingers inside me, twisting them until he could rub that spot inside that I could never find on my own.

“Fuck, Kane, yes. I’m going to…” I threw my head back into the pillow and gripped the bars of his headboard as I rolled my hips on his tongue, riding out the powerful orgasm. My thighs trembled and a tear leaked from my eye as he continued to lap at my clit until I came down. When my legs dropped to the bed, he removed his fingers and sat up, unblinkingly he inserted them into his mouth, licking them clean. Holy shit, that was the sexiest thing I had ever seen and I clenched my inner muscles as tiny spasms ran through them.

Kane stalked back up my body and kissed me deeply, letting me taste myself on his tongue. The towel must have come loose at some point because I could feel the head of his cock resting against my sensitive folds. I reached for it but his hand grabbed my wrist before I could feel him. “If you touch me, baby, I’m going to want to fuck you.”

“I don’t see the problem with that,” I tugged on my wrist, but he switched his grip to hold both my hands against the pillow above my head.

“Winnie, as much as I want to shove my dick inside of you and fuck you until we both pass out from exhaustion, we can’t. You have to get to the diner and I have a meeting downstairs in ten minutes. If I don’t show up, those assholes are going to come looking for me and if Roe saw your perfect body flushed and sweaty from coming on my tongue, I would probably have to murder him.”

The disappointment was crushing but we both had responsibilities and people that were counting on us. I smiled sadly, knowing our time together was over for now. Releasing my wrists, Kane slid from the bed to go to his closet. I watched every magnificent muscle flex on his backside as I pulled his t-shirt down, covering my breasts, and watched him get dressed.

“I want you to know I don’t do this,” I blurted before I lost courage.

“Do what, baby?” He came out of the closet in his customary black cargo pants and t-shirt, tightening a belt around his waist.

“This,” I gestured between the two of us. “Sleep over at men’s houses and um, what we just, you know,” I finished, wiggling my brows at him like a nerd.

“Are you referring to me eating that sweet pussy, Winnie?” He smiled like the devil.

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