Kane looked up to tell his brother he was not in the mood for anyone’s company and he was out of here. He’d walk if he had to. He would rather be at home alone sitting quietly with his own thoughts than at this loud bar listening to these two girls talk nonstop about stupid things like nails.
Out of the corner of his eye he spotted long red hair hanging down the back of a woman with a plump ass who reminded him of Alaina. He saw her everywhere, especially in his dreams late at night, where he would wake up sweaty and hard, aching to feel her body next to his.
He blinked and rubbed his eyes with his hands. That couldn’t be her could it? Not his sweet and demure Alaina dressed like a sexy siren?
“Alaina?” he whispered.
She was wearing tight dark-blue jeans that hugged her backside and made his mouth water. Her hair was long and wavy, falling like flames down her back and reaching her butt. It was even better than he had envisioned. She was laughing at something a man with dark-brown hair said and followed him out to the dance floor holding his hand. When she turned and he could see the front of her, he saw she was wearing a tight, glittery tank top that showed off too much of her generous breasts and clung to her generous curves. He was shocked and totally turned on at the same time.
“What the hell?” He was going to march right to the dance floor and cover her with his jacket. How dare she dress like that so other men could drool over her sexy curves?
His brother looked around the crowded bar with sudden interest. “Your librarian is here in a bar? Do they even drink? Where is she?”
Kane’s mouth tightened with anger when the man slid his hand around her waist, and she leaned her head on his shoulder with a dreamy little smile. Those smiles were supposed to only be for him.
“The girl in the silver shirt dancing with the man who only has a few minutes left to live. And she’s not an alien, Cam, just because she actually has a brain,” Kane mumbled grouchily, not taking his eyes off of Alaina in case he lost sight of her in the large crowd. It was a typical crowded Saturday night in the Lumberjack since it was the only bar in town. That meant wall-to-wall people.
His brother looked on the dance floor and his mouth gaped open wide and his green eyes showed his complete surprise. “Holy hell, that’s your girl? I pictured a junior Mrs. Winters or a Mary Poppins. I was actually concerned you were losing your mind in this boring town. How could you say no to her, Kane?”
Kane glared at his brother and was about to get up and go break up the happy couple dancing when the two girls came back to the table. Missy scooted in to the booth and leaned on Cameron but Betty stood by the table.
“Oh, I love this song.” Betty clapped her hands together while looking at Kane expectantly.
Kane gave her a charming smile and held out his hand. “Well let’s go dance, sweetheart.”
He led her next to Alaina and her partner, bumping another couple rudely out of the way, but he didn’t care about good manners right now. He was a man on a mission. He accidently bumped into Alaina to get her attention since she had her eyes closed and hadn’t noticed his arrival.
When Alaina looked up and saw him he glared at her, letting her know he wasn’t happy with her being here.
Instead of looking apologetic, she glared right back at Kane, arching her eyebrow at him dancing with Betty. She turned her cute little nose up at him and he wanted to grab her and throw her over his shoulder and take her out of here and to his house. Once they were in his bedroom he’d strip her out of her sexy outfit and then he’d make love to her until she couldn’t move or remember anyone else she had been dancing with. Damn it, he was making himself hard and the last thing he wanted was for Betty to think it was because of her. He stepped back away from her while dancing and smiled politely as she went on about how she had seen some singer in concert and how hot he was when he took off his T-shirt. Kane really wanted to tell her to shut up for just one minute so he could think but he held it in—barely.
Alaina whispered something to her dance partner and he led her to a table where a blonde sat talking with another man. He watched Alaina and waited until he spotted her going to the ladies’ room alone. It was located in the back of the bar. This was his chance to corner her.
“Um, sorry. The little boy’s room is calling my name,” he told Betty, leaving her to walk to the table by herself. He knew it was rude, but he needed to talk to Alaina before she made her way back to her table and her date.
It seemed like years since he had touched her instead of a few weeks. His soul had felt empty without her but now he felt ecstatic and hopeful again. He explored her whole body with his hands, loving the soft, silky feel of her skin. He stopped at her breasts and played with them, taking his sweet time.
“You are the most sensual woman in the world, Alaina,” he vowed. “You have been gifted with a beauty that goes down to your soul. I don’t care what clothes you wear. I love your smile and the way your emotions play on your face, and most of all I love your gentle heart that sees beauty where there is none.”
She laughed softly, her cheeks turning pink at his compliment. “I am not that beautiful, Kane. I am just an average looking girl. You obviously need glasses.”
He reached for her breast, intending to make a believer out of her. He caressed her nipple softly. “Your breasts are full and creamy white while these delicious little berries are sweet and delicious. My favorite dessert just happens to be berries.”
He sucked on her nipple and she moaned his name softly, arching her back up toward him for more. He swirled his tongue around her tip until she was writhing in pleasure and whispering his name.
He moved to her stomach and placed soft kisses on her skin, making her wiggle around the bed and grab on to his hair tightly. He let his hands glide over her curvy hips and down her soft thighs, loving the satiny feel of her skin. “I love your curves, baby, don’t ever let me hear you say you are not sexy and beautiful or you’ll answer to me. I love the shape of your hips and your long legs are best when wrapped around my hips. Your skin is soft as silk and the color of cream.”
He pulled her legs open and got in between them. He touched the apex of her thighs with his hands, exploring her wetness with his fingers. “This is my favorite part. Your pussy smells and tastes delicious. We fit together like two pieces of a puzzle—perfectly. I have never felt anything as perfect as being inside you. It will always be my favorite thing to do, even when we’re old and wrinkly.”
He entered her in one swift move to prove his point. His hard cock stretched her skin like a glove and she groaned, holding on to his muscled shoulders, digging her nails into his skin. “Oh yes, that does feel perfect, Kane. Me and you, connected together.”
He looked into her sexy brown eyes that looked glossy with desire. “I love the way your eyes light up when they see me and that soft smile you give me makes my icy heart melt into a useless puddle. Your hair is like fire Alaina, just like you. Every time you are near me I burn, but I like it and I won’t give it up.”
He held onto her hips as he rotated his own and closed his eyes at the exciting sensations he was feeling. They were so strong, like an electric shock traveling throughout his whole body, and he reveled in what he knew was coming. He could feel her nails digging deeper into his skin but he didn’t mind. He liked the idea that he could drive her wild with passion. It made him feel proud and macho and all the things that weren’t politically correct in this day and age. He set a slower rhythm, in and out until he felt like he was going to explode inside. A raging fire that was daunting yet thrilling to feel.
“Oh, Kane, it’s so wonderful how you make me feel. I feel like I am on fire.” She moaned moving along with him, wrapping her legs tighter around his waist and hiding her face in his shoulder. “I feel like I am soaring high in the sky, about to fall at any moment. It’s exciting.”
“Then let go, baby, and I’ll catch you.” He kissed her neck and gave her skin a little bite. “I’ll always catch you.”