Protecting His Forever(18)

“You like what you see?”

Averting my wandering eyes that had settled on his noticeable erection trying to rip through his boxers, I can’t help but blush.

“I, uhh. You’re hot,” I blurt out. “I’m going to go fix breakfast.” I point toward the stairs.

Gripping the hand rail, I rush down the stairs and straight into the kitchen.

Reaching into the cupboards, I pull out all the ingredients for some pancakes. The stairs creak as Kane walks down. Grabbing a mixing bowl, I put all the ingredients in it.

I feel Kane before I see him. He sweeps my hair off one shoulder and kisses my neck softly. Closing my eyes, I sink into him..

“Baby, let me do this.”

“I got it.”

His hand stops me and takes the spoon from me. “Go relax.” He smacks me hard on the ass and pushes me gently to the side.

“Kane,” I huff and try to take the spoon back.

“No, let me do this.” He puckers his lip out and gives me those puppy dog eyes. I don’t bother to tell him how ridiculous he looks.

“Fine.” I go to the other end of the island and sit on the stool.

He concentrates as he mixes everything that I had measured out. His arm muscles bulge as he stirs. My eyes never leave him.

"You’re staring,” he tells me as he turns on the stove.

“Yep,” I answer honestly.

He grins at me over his shoulder. Smiling back, I tuck a piece of hair behind my ear.

~*~

We cuddle on the couch for a couple hours, full from breakfast. His hand is running through my hair making me sleepy. I have never felt so relaxed.

“I have to go, baby.” He kisses me on the temple before lifting me off his lap and setting me down onto my feet in front of him.

“Okay,” I tell him, disappointed.

“I’ll be back.” His eyes search my face and his hands push deep into my hair. Tugging at the strands he pulls my head back. Biting my lip, I stand up on my tiptoes and wrap my arms around his neck. His lips meet mine in a searing kiss.

“Goodbye, Kane.” I give him another quick kiss as he sets me back down to my feet.

“Bye, sweetheart.”

He walks over to the door and slips on his shoes. Walking over, I stand by him. Opening the door, he steps out taking my hand into his. He pulls me to him, my head hitting his chest.

I don’t want him to go. This seems crazy, but you don’t understand. What I’m feeling is something I never want to go away, and those feelings are here because of Kane. I’m not saying I love him. But I know I will. That’s inevitable.

Kane kisses my forehead one last time. Closing my eyes, I try to memorize the feeling of his warm lips on mine.

He lets go and walks to his truck. His boots crunch under the gravel of my driveway and my head tilts to the side looking at his butt. He has a big butt for a man, and I’m appreciating that right now in his tight Wranglers.

He climbs in and starts his truck, “Lock your door,” he yells out the window before pulling away. Nodding my head, I watch as he drives away.

Nothing can take the smile off my face.

One Week Later

“In here.” I yell as I try to pull myself off the ground. I was mopping the kitchen floor, and I slipped. Every time I try to stand I slide back down to the ground. I spilled soap and was attempting to clean it up.

Kane walks around the corner and looks down at me on the ground. “What happened?”

“I slipped and fell. The floor’s wet, and I can’t stand.” I huff out and try to push myself back off the ground again. My feet slide out from under me again. Landing onto my belly with a thump.

“Sit still Sydney. You’re going to fucking hurt yourself.” He growls and walks over to me.

His hands go under my arms and he lifts me up. Smiling, I wrap my arms around his neck. He kisses the corner of my lip and walks with me in his arms toward the living room.

He sets me down on the couch and stands in front of me with a small smile on his face. “How is my baby today?”

Grinning I stand up and kiss him. His hand trails up my waist to my hair. Licking the seam of his lips I deepen the kiss. Kane growls and fists my hair in his hands and pulls my head back so he can take control of the kiss.

His hands drop from my hair and go to my ass. I can feel each of his fingers as they squeeze my butt cheeks before lifting me off the ground. My legs go around his waist and I can feel each sway as he walks.

My back hits the wall, hard. Pulling back, I take a deep breath. His lips trail down my neck. He can take my virginity now. I feel like I’m being burned alive!

“Fuck me,” I moan.

“Not yet, sweetheart.” He chuckles against my neck.

“Kane, you’re killing me,” I ground out, frustrated.